Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 722

Angeline packed up the documents on the desk, then held the folder with her left hand and walked toward the door. Jay's wheelchair was blocking the door.

His eyes never moved away from her figure while Angeline remained indifferent. "Please move," she said to Jay politely.

Jay looked at her directly. His dark eyes were filled with intense unwillingness.

How did Angeline and he get to this point?

They were worse than strangers.

His gaze then fell on her bandaged arm, and no emotions could be heard in his tone of voice when he asked, "Is your arm okay?"

Angeline smiled calmly and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Sir Ares. It's not a big problem for me."

She was calling him 'Sir Ares' again.

She called him that way when their relationship was a t its worst.

Angelina's face was stern and cold, but she was not as calm as she looked.

After Jay got his haircut, he had a fresher look. His

flowy black hair fit well with his palm-sized face. It made his star and moon-like eyes look like a clean and distinct painting.

He just sat there without speaking. He was like a dazzling luminous figure that made it impossible for people to look away.

He was electrifying and mesmerizing.

Angeline kept telling herself that the handsome guy was toxic and she should not think about him.

When their eyes met, there was no longer the affection from the past. Angeline always showed her innocent side when she was with him before, but that day, she became very mature and calm. She was like a child who had matured overnight by a catalyst.

"Must we always be this way?" he finally asked quietly after not being able to stand her cold attitude anymore.

Angeline curled up her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Forgive me, Sir Ares. I was ignorant before and bothered you too much. I shouldn't have taken advantage of your kindness. Don't worry, I won't pester you in the future."

Jay's heart was aching.

After Angeline finished speaking, she squeezed out through the narrow slit sideways. She did not want to stay with Jay for a moment longer.

Jay closed his eyes and sighed. That girl was hurt

badly by him.

"Storm, catch up to her," Jay said.

Storm understood, turned the wheelchair around, and immediately chased after her.

As if expecting that he would catch up, Angeline sped up and pressed the elevator quickly.

While she waited for the elevator, Jay already caught up to her.

When the elevator door opened, Angeline stepped aside as if to let a path for him and to show that she was not going to go in.

She did not want to be in the same elevator as him.

Jay's heart was as cold as ice. He did not expect that the woman would become so impenetrable after severing their relationship. "Go in," he said to Storm.

He did not want his dignity to be trampled in the dust by that cruel girl.

Storm wheeled the wheelchair into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

After the elevator closed and moved downward, Angelina's cold disguise broke open and tears accumulated in her eyes.