Chapter 899
Garden Of A Diary.
Jay watched the movingpany move out his belongings with an indifferent expression as he sat
in the middle of the living room.
The employees of the movingpany would asionallye over to rify 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 Angelina. Since Angelina 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 be empty, it was as i f no one had ever lived here.
Any traces of Jay were obliterated.
Only then did the movingpany drag the few carts of furniture to Tourmaline Estate.
Jay’s Rolls-Royce appeared at the gates of Tourmaline Estate an hourter.
Grand Old Master Ares heard the news of Jay''s return, and his usually unchanging face even as
when Mount Everest copsed, crumbled into pieces of unwilling despair in that instant.
"Jay, why do you need to suffer through this?"
Jay had been an arbitrary dictator ever since he was a child and no one could change his decision.
Grand Old Master knew that he could no longer change Jay''s destiny.
When Jay returned and Finn had pushed him through the doors of Fragrant Vessel Court, Jay stood
tremblingly.
Finn reached out, wanting to support him, but Jay rejected him.
Finn then said with a worried look, "President Ares, your legs are still recovering. The rehabilitation
specialist said that you shouldn''t act too hastily..."
Jay’s handsome face revealed a stubborn expression. That was the strongest thought of the king
who would conquer the world.
"I have to stand." The numbness and weakness of his legs as well as the sharp pain from the base
of his legs caused some cold sweat to appear on his forehead.
Finn looked at President Ares. In this short lifetime, h e had learned a lot of things from the man.
For example, one needed to protect one''s disadvantage.
Another example, forbearance.
Furthermore, never bow down to any evil forces.
Jay dragged his heavy body and walked toward every corner of Fragrant Vessel Court.
He could not help but think of the many good memories from before after returning to this familiar
ce.
He still remembered when Rose was sitting there, of her look when she gently disinfected his
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Her sweet voice had prated his tympanic membrane without warning.
"If marriage is already a shackle and a cage that suffocates people, why not just let go of each other
and allow each other some peace?"
He remembered that he was very angry at the time... H e had yelled at her, "Rose Foyle, put away
your absurd thoughts. Divorce is a very immature action."
Rose had obviously been shocked by his gloominess. She had chosen topromise in the end
even though she was not satisfied with the decision in her heart. "Okay, I got it."
Then, Rose''s eyes were filled with a trace of intelligent light. "Sir Ares, do you... not want a
divorce?"
He dered word for word, "You’re my wife who I''ve chosen for myself. I will walk this route till the
end. There''s no ''divorce'' in my dictionary, only ''widowed''."
Widowed? Rose''s face had turned pale as her body trembled.
"Oh, I see."
"Then, what about you?" Jay''s aura was imposing.
Rose was shocked by his fierce appearance, so she said while almost crying, "Sir Ares, I... won’t
divorce you. And when I die, I''ll die with Sir Ares."
A soft smile had appeared on Jay''s cold and mournful face. In an instant, it seemed that all the red
spider lilies were in full bloom, red and bright along the road t o the underworld-cleansing the
despair from being at the edge of death.
Jay sat down on the sofa slowly. While he was sitting i n the warmest ce in his memory, he
reached out to stroke the empty space before him.