Chapter 157

Jay had never felt so much agony in his life.

It was so agonizing that he, a usually courageous man, dared not identify her body, nor did he attend her funeral or visit her grave…

He dared not go near anything that would remind him of her, and he had carefully repressed all his feelings.

He hid away the feelings of agony that were displayed in his eyes and resumed his usual calm and aloof manner. "You are not me, so how would you know what I feel?" He said in a low voice.

Rose pouted her luscious, beautiful lips slightly. 'If you knew what love was, why would you let Angeline Severe, my past self, to live in such oppressive conditions and die unreconciled?' She whispered in her heart.

The rest of the journey back to the mansion was done so in silence. From a distance, they could see Josephine standing at the doorway dressed in a bright red low-cut dress and adorned in jewelry and accessories. Her elegant and noble demeanor crumbled when she saw Jay and Rose walking one in fro