“Why are you here?” Angeline asked in shock. Finn stared at the half-naked Cole Yorks and smiled sinisterly. “As per the president’s order, I’m to castrate this b*stard.”Cole frowned. “What about my men?” Finn replied, “The president’s defeated them all.”Cole was astonished. “How skilled is this crippled man?” Angeline threw a pillow at Cole with an angry growl. “Don’t call him a crippled man.” Cole tugged the pillow off and commented despondently, “Why are you like this? He dumps you and you’re still defending him?” Angeline fired back, “It’s none of your business.” Knowing that Jay Ares was downstairs, Angeline immediately lunged at the door and ran downstairs.Angeline stood in front of him as Jay wheeled himself into the main doors of the villa. “Why are you here?” Angeline’s tone beamed with barely concealed joy. Jay raked his sharp eagle-like eyes over her, leaving no detail behind. The frost in his eyes that threatened to swallow her whole was beyond horrify
He felt his world break apart the moment Angeline hit the floor. It was as if the world was ending and he was living on borrowed time. That was the first time he had ever tasted fear. For that short second, his brain ran wild, fleeting from one thought to another. He even prayed to God and was willing to venture into the nine circles of Hell if it meant that she would make it out of this alive. He had never expected such a fearless evildoer as he to finally be afraid of something. Carson staggered into the house after the effects of the anesthetic wore off. He found himself slightly stunned at the sight of the young master sitting so despondently. “Jay Ares and Finn Gallagher are rather strong, Young Master. They’re not to be underestimated.” “I know.” Having fought with Finn, Cole had concluded that it would be difficult to crown a winner within a hundred moves should the two fight with their bare fists. Carson consoled, saying, “It’s alright, Young Master. It’s hardly th
“Awake?” His voice sounded indifferent. Angeline asked weakly, “Why am I here? And oh, where’s Josie?” “She has things to do back in Imperial Capital. You should rest, you’re injured.” Jay’s words evoked Angeline’s memories of what happened at Mount Villa the other day. Cole Yorks had abducted her and Jay went to save Josephine. She ran up to him elated only to receive an earful about how she had corrupted Josephine instead of asking if she was alright. It hurt a lot. Looking around the familiar room, Angeline quickly realized that she was in Garden Of A Diary. “Why am I here?” She tilted her head in confusion. In her eyes sparked a slim shred of hope that perhaps he would show care for her. However, he replied, “Josephine made me promise to take care of you.” The glimmer in Angeline’s eyes immediately dimmed. She sighed weakly, breaking into a self-deprecating smile. Why had she gotten her hopes up at all? “Jay.” At the door stood Jay Ares’ girlfriend, holdin
Mouthful after mouthful of blood was hacked into her palm. Angeline stared at the pool of blood in her hands with questioning eyes. What was happening to her? Jay heard her heavy coughs, every sputter tightening the clench in his chest. He turned around and wheeled himself over toward her. The sight of bright red on her pale hands had his sharp pupils contracting. “Go back and lie down, Angeline Severe,” he ordered. Angeline’s eyes blurred, and Jay split into numerous replicas before her. She knew her eyes must have gone weird.She staggered forward. She tried to avoid him but somehow ended up touching his face with her outstretched hands that were groping the air in front of her. She speedily retracted her hand. “Sorry.” His pupils contracted as he took in her behavior. Jay raised his arm slowly and waved it in front of her eyes. As if fixated on something, Angeline’s eyes did not focus. Jay sat limply in the wheelchair. “People, have Miss Severe carried back to t
The doctor replied, “Genetics increases the tendency of developing the disorder.” Jay grew more concerned about Angeline’s condition. “How can I prevent it?” “You must ensure that she stays away from negative emotions as well as prevent her from paying too much attention to her eyes since that might only make the situation worse. In other words, prevent as much priming as possible.” Jay nodded. “Alright.” The maid brought in a bowl of congee for Angeline. However, she brought it out completely untouched a moment later. Her hunger strike had Jay’s concern spiking. That day, he decided to cook for her himself. He made her a bowl of chicken soup. As he entered the room with the bowl of chicken soup, Angeline turned to stare at him in shock. “They said you haven’t eaten a grain of anything ever since you woke. What are you trying to do?” While Jay’s tone was tinted with a slight ounce of reprimand, it was driven by more of exasperation than anger. “When will you send me h
Angeline glanced at Jay, confused as to what he was nervous about. Sitting across Jay, she picked up her cutleries and dug in. After the meal, she placed her cutleries back and turned to Jay with a serious expression on her face. “I can eat and sleep without anyone’s help anymore, Sir Ares. Please allow me to return home.” Jay nodded, unable to find a reason to force her to stay when she seemed to adamant about leaving him. He wanted to send her home himself, yet the words ‘I wouldn’t want to trouble Sir Ares with such trivial matters’ echoing in his mind had him abandoning the thought. In the end, he decided to have Finn send her instead. After all, Finn was the least likely to make her feel bad for Finn understood his intention. Dinner came to an end, and Finn loaded the car with numerous expensive medications and supplements as per the president’s instruction. Jay walked Angeline to the door. Words of farewell and advice that were left unsaid had clogged into lumps in h
“I can’t accept such expensive things, Finn,” Angeline claimed. When in truth, she was only rejecting the boxes because they had come from Jay Ares, a man Angeline no longer wished to have anything to do with anymore. Finn smiled. “It is the president’s wish, Miss Severe.” Angeline pulled a long face. “Even more the reason I cannot accept.” Sensing Finn’s inner turmoil, Shirley spoke for him, “Mr. Finn is just following orders, Little Angeline. Let’s not make his job any more difficult than it has to be.” Finn took the lifeline Shirley tossed over. “You know how the president is, Miss Severe. I’d surely be punished if I couldn’t follow orders. If you’re adamant on returning these gifts, Miss Severe, it would be best that you return them to the president yourself.” Angeline stopped protesting. After Finn had loaded everything off the car, Shirley approached with a courteous invite. “Would you like to come in for tea, Mr. Finn? You must be tired from all the driving.” Fin
Angeline stared at her father’s anger in confusion. “What have I done, Dad? What did I do to warrant such anger?” George accused Angeline furiously. “You did nothing to save your sister, Angeline Severe, despite knowing full well that she was locked away by Jack Ares at the Ares’ house.” Angeline spared Sera a glance. The other looked weak while her complexion appeared pale. Her physique also appeared frail enough that a strong wind might just blow her away.At first, Angeline did not understand why her father had so easily forgiven Sera’s grave mistake.Right now, however, she realized. To protect herself, Sera must have blown up the story and passed the fault onto her. Angeline explained herself, upset, “How can you just believe Sera’s words, Dad? She was doted on like a rich mistress at Tourmaline Estate. Servants treated her like they would a dignified mistress, the madam respected her as an equal, and Jack was at her constant beck and call. What was there for me to save he