Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 681

Angeline looked at the light shade of red on the flesh of this throat and there were questions in her gaze. "Why can't I make a darker-colored hickey?"

Jay,

Angeline removed the first button of her top to reveal her fair and long neck. On her neck were multiple seductive hickeys.

Those were markings that Jay left this morning when kissing her.

"Mine looks more like bruises, so why do yours appear so mild?"

Jay smiled like a sly fox. "Do you want me to teach you some of my skills?"

Angeline happily nodded her head.

Jay hugged her, leaned forward, and kissed her shoulders, but in a way that seemed as if he was punishing her. Finally, it progressed into a bite when his teeth sank into her skin.

Angeline inhaled a deep breath and could not tolerate the pain as she yelped in surprise. "Ahh!"

Jay's gaze appeared flirtatiously cold with a darkness that could destroy the world as he deepened the kiss.

He wanted to leave his markings on her body.

"Love, it's painful," she cried out with tears.

He went gentler on her as her tears flowed. He used his fingers to gently rub on the red marking.

Jay's eyes feared when he looked at that deep red marking that was left by himself.

"Angeline, sleep with me," he said.

Angeline felt that Jay was acting out of the norm today and analyzed what could be the possible reason for his abnormal behavior. She felt that it had something to do with the private discussion he had with he grandfather.

"What did you discuss with my grandfather this afternoon?" she inquired.

Jay thought about it for a moment and said, "I wish that Severe Enterprise would once again rise to the top and help fill up the gaps in Grand Asia."

Angeline believed him and responded, "Oh."

She fell asleep in his arms, but the tears in her eyes remained.

Jay's slender fingers caressed her eyes over and over again.

"I'm sorry Angeline, I can't lose you again."

He hugged her tightly but felt as if he was hugging sand. The tighter he tried to grab on to her, the more he could not grab on to what fate was planning for her.

Finally, he released her with a vexed feeling, placed her gently on the bed, kissed her forehead, and carefully studied every inch of her face until he had her image stored securely in his mind. Then, he made up his mind to leave that night.

Jay navigated his wheelchair over to the door and stared into space for some time. When he closed his eyes, gloominess shrouded his gaze as he hardened his resolve to leave.

Early the next morning when the sky was still dim, Angeline turned around to feel only a pillow rather than a person when she hugged it.

Angeline felt that something was amiss and opened her eyes. She threw the pillow away and searched around, but she did not see the person she wanted to see.

"Love." Angeline got down the bed without her shoes.

She ran upstairs and downstairs, calling out "Love" the whole time.

In the living room, Old Master Severe was sitting on his rocking chair with his eyes closed. When he heard his granddaughter's anxious voice, his voice was heard saying, "Stop looking, he's gone." Angeline stood in front of Old Master Severe, looking perplexed. "Why didn't he wake me up when he wanted to leave?"

Old Master Severe dared not open his eyes to look into his granddaughter's gaze. He could imagine how hurt and muddled Angeline must be feeling right now.

"He couldn't leave if he had woken you up." The reality was cruel, but Angeline needed to learn to accept it.

Old Master Severe said further, "He left you a letter. Have a look."

Angeline just realized that there was a neatly folded letter on the side table.