Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2095

Mrs. Yorks looked extremely desolated. "Angeline, there's only one thing I ask of you. If I leave, I want you to scatter my ashes in a river. Famous rivers or mountains are fine, just don't place me in the Yorks'

land. I don't want to have anything to do with the Yorks."

Angeline let out a grievous cry. "Don't say things like that, Aunt Crystal. You'll be okay. You'll get better soon."

Angeline's cries drew Jay and Spencer's attention. When they entered the room, Angeline threw herself into Jay's arms and cried her heart out.

"Aunt Crystal is..."

Spencer staggered when he heard how Angeline was addressing Mrs. Yorks.

Spencer was a big old man, and in his opinion, now that Sandra had died, their once beautiful memories and grievances were also gone with the wind.

Spencer knew from the way Angeline addressed Mrs. Yorks as Aunt Crystal that the woman was mad at him again.

Spencer sighed and said sorrowfully, "Darling, Sandra i s dead. Why are you fussing over things with a dead

person?"

Mrs. Yorks closed her eyes and made no reply to Spencer's question.

Spencer had previously thought that she was just unwell so she was not in the mood to talk. Now, he realized that Mrs. Yorks was mad at him.

He felt greatly wronged. "What did I do wrong, darling?"

Mrs. Yorks said wearily, "You should go out. I'm tired."

However, she was only asking Spencer to go out, not everyone else. It was clear that she was against Spencer. Just like that, Spencer felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"What did I do wrong, darling? Tell me. I know, are you blaming me for giving Sandra a grand burial ceremony? Or are you blaming me for recording Sandra in our genealogical record? Or perhaps... you're blaming me for burying her with the title as my wife?"

Spencer thought for a very long time. While feeling troubled, he said, "She cut off all ties with the Davises because of me. Now that she's dead, she'll turn into a lonely soul if the Yorks don't take her in. She saved my life and I can't bring myself to treat her like that..."

Mrs. Yorks finally looked up at Spencer, though her gaze was incomparably bleak and in despair.

"Spencer, if you can't bear having her turn into a lonely soul, let me take her place and become one."

She was clearly furious and intended to scream at his face. She wanted to ask him if he remembered that she had abandoned her parents and luxurious life as well.

However, Mrs. Yorks merely let out a bitter laugh weakly.

Spencer was dumbfounded by her decisiveness.

He had finally gotten the chance to spend the last days of his life peacefully and thought that he could grow old with her, but he did not expect that he would chill her heart once more.

He naively thought that they would not argue anymore now that they were old and that he was just destined to live a life of regret.

He had overlooked Mrs. Yorks' determination.

"You're sick, darling. You should recuperate now. Don't get angry at a dead person," Spencer said helplessly.

What he did not know was that Sandra's death had been the last straw for Mrs. Yorks.

Sandra was gone, and when she left, she had brought with her Spencer's love as well. Mrs. Yorks realized that she had always been the loser.

"Let's get a divorce, Spencer."

Mrs. Yorks suddenly said in a weak voice.

Spencer was petrified.

"Do you know what you're saying, darling?"