Garden Of A Diary.Jay watched the moving company move out his belongings with an indifferent expression as he sat in the middle of the living room. The employees of the moving company would occasionally come over to clarify with him when they encountered some things that they did not understand. "President Ares, do the daily necessities need to be moved out as well?" "Do the indoor flower pots need to be moved?" Jay said, "Move everything that belongs to me out of this house."He wanted to leave the Garden Of A Diary to Angeline. Since Angeline hated him so much, if she saw his stuff, she would... Jay shook his head and smiled bitterly. He did not dare to think about the hateful expression on Angeline's face. Once Garden Of A Diary had become empty, it was as if no one had ever lived here. Any traces of Jay were obliterated. Only then did the moving company drag the few carts of furniture to Tourmaline Estate.Jay’s Rolls-Royce appeared at the gates of Tourmal
"Angeline, I'm sorry." He apologized silently in his heart. "Jaybie has broken the promise. "We have really gotten to this point, yet I still can't bear to take you with me. "You were right. If marriage is already a shackle and a cage that suffocates people, why don't we let each other go and be well?" Jay was silent for a while, then he suddenly called out, "Finn." Finn bowed before him. "President Ares." "Bring me the divorce agreement." Finn's handsome face turned pale. "President Ares, Miss Severe won’t divorce you. Why do you need to do this?"A thin layer of water was reflected in Jay’s eyes. “I’ve tied her to me for half of my life and it has caused her more pain than sweetness. I can’t be so selfish as to not even give her a way to survive until death."Finn stood still. Angeline did not know how much President Ares loved her, but he knew. President Ares was using the remaining time he had left in his life to building a strong castle for her
Jay could not wait to pick up the phone on the coffee table, but when he saw Zayne's phone number displayed on the phone screen, Jay then became uneasy for some reason.As soon as he picked up the phone, he heard Zayne crying horribly. "President Ares, I'm sorry! I lost Baby Robbie." Jay tightened his grip on the phone abruptly, his white nails almost pinching into the phone case. His fingers were the color of blood as he was using too much force. "How did this happen?" Jay could not contain the trembling in his voice.While blaming himself, Zayne told Jay about Baby Robbie's kidnapping. He finally cried and apologized, saying, "I’m sorry, President Ares. I really tried my best. I’ve traveled all over the streets of S Country these few days, but I still can’t find Baby Robbie." Through Zayne's tired and haggard voice, it felt possible to imagine him crouching around while looking for Baby Robbie amongst the empty streets. It was that helpless and terrifying.Jay asked, "
As in thoroughly, utterly drunk. He remained silent and stoic as Josephine continued to hammer at his chest. Exhausted and dry of tears, Josephine dropped onto the floor and stared blankly into space. “Josie!” Zayne called out to her again and again, his voice thick with hurt.However, Josephine only fetched out a strip of double-sided tape to shut his mouth. Then, she stood by the headboard. She stared down at Zayne Severe like a predator who had caught sight of its prey. “Zayne Severe, you b*stard,” she spat out.“You ruined my life. I can’t fall in love again anymore because you’ve spoiled me for everyone else. What am I supposed to do now?” Josephine turned around, feeling more despondent the more she droned on. Pulling another bottle from the wine cabinet, she opened it and chugged directly from it.Without realizing it, Josephine’s life had intertwined too deeply with alcohol. Perhaps it was the countless lonely nights where only alcohol could drive off her insom
Zayne stood, the ache in his bones having him suck in a cold breath. Folding his sleeves, he found his forearm littered with bruises and a long scratch, most likely from someone’s fingernail. Zayne stared suspiciously at Josephine. “Did you take it out of me when I was drunk?” Josephine was a little guilty. “Don’t accuse me of something I didn’t do. You were the one who went into the bar and got beaten up by the boss for mooching. I was the good person who brought you back.” “What about this scratch, then?” Zayne’s gaze fell on Josephine’s long nails. Josephine stared at the long scratch with a secretive glance. She had no idea whether the shocking wound was left behind when she hit him last night, or when he rolled vigorously around the bed. “I may have accidentally scratched you when I dragged you back,” Josephine said.Zayne scratched the back of his head. “You dragged me back? Why don’t I remember anything?” “You were wasted.” Remembering why he went to the bar to
Josephine drilled holes into Zayne’s frantic expression with her sharp gaze alone. This man could never lie even if it would cost him his life. The frequency of his blinks increased every time he lied. “Zayne!” Already at the door with his hand on the knob, Zayne paused and turned when Josephine called out for him. Josephine casually walked over with her arms crossed. Out of the blue, her hand pinched Zayne’s ear. She was fuming as she demanded, “Tell me the truth. What trouble is my brother in?”Zayne chupsed in pain. “How would I know? It’s your brother.” “My brother broke up with Sis Angeline, then forced her into inducing labor. Why are you condoning his ruthless ways?” Josephine shouted furiously. Despite not understanding why Jay would induce labor on Angeline, Zayne believed that Jay Ares would only have done so with good reason, for Jay valued Angeline’s life more than anything, even his own. Josephine’s suspicion grew as she read Zayne’s understanding for Jay fr
Without a car of her own, Josephine could only hail a ride to the rural Tourmaline Estate. Standing at the intersection, she hailed a cab. After getting in the car, another figure suddenly approached from behind the car and pulled open the door. They climbed in to sit next to Josephine. Josephine stared at Zayne with confusion in her eyes. “Are you stalking me, Zayne Severe?” Zayne’s neck stiffened. “Who, who, who’s following you?” He spared Josephine’s curvy figure a disdainful gaze and gulped. The words he spoke were the complete opposite of the thoughts in his mind. “Who would want to stalk a flat-chested woman like you?” Josephine raised a fist and began to hit Zayne. “I’m a D cup! What’s this condescending look you’re giving me?” “D cup?” Zayne asked doubtfully. “I’d say C cup at most.” The taxi driver grew uncomfortable. “Cough cough, where would you two like to go?” “Tourmaline Estate.” “Eminent Limited” Josephine glared at Zayne. “Be a gentleman. Ladies fi
Zayne kept walking without saying a word. Josephine then fled. Zayne’s footsteps hastened the moment she ran off.Tears of fear began to form in Josephine’s eyes. “What are you trying to do, Zayne? Stop, you’re scaring me.” Perhaps it was the lack of calm that had Josephine accidentally kicking the edge of the bed while she was fleeing, making her flop onto it.Zayne pounced on her, his hands coming from behind him to take the cut straps on the bedsheet. “What are you trying to do? Have you gone mad, Zayne?” Josephine kicked and fought back. Unshed tears began to well in Zayne’s reddened eyes. After he had tied both of Josephine’s hands only did he finally let out a sigh of slight relief. Zayne lit himself a cigarette and took a long drag, puffing out a cloud of smoke that danced in the air. His tone was pleading when he turned to look at Josephine who continued to kick about. “Just relax for a moment, Josephine. There’s something I need to tell you.” Josephine coul