Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1008

"When you cross the river to the underworld, I'll be waiting for you on the road to the netherworld. If you're not here, then pick a red spider lily and I'll be there.”

Jay said with a frown, "The first sentence is pretty easy to understand, though I don’t understand why you would write the second part? Isn't it an ill omen to separate lovers by death?"

"In my youth, I had no idea what grief and woe were, s o I wrote a song while pretending to be sad, yet unknowingly, the lyrics written by my young, frivolous, and ignorant self actually came true."

"It came true?" Jay let out an obscure smile.

She must have said the wrong thing by mistake, right?

How could anyone come back to life after death?

Even if one had reincarnated, would one still remember one's lover in the last life?

Despite that, Angeline raised her eyelids that were filled with certainty. "Yes, everything that happened i n the end actually came true as written in Red Spider Lily's lyrics."

She emphasized again in an unquestionable tone, and a hint of astonishment emerged on Jay’s dashing face.

Zayne hid behind a wall not far away, a trace of

disgust in his eyes.

He raised his wrist to check the time over and over again, stomping his feet in anger.

"Well, well, aren't the two of you having a pleasant chat? Aren't you an uncommunicative person, Jay Ares? And you, Angeline Severe, didn't you say you want to be demure?"

Angeline's doctor was about to get off work. When his patient did not turn up, he walked out looking for her.

Though unexpectedly, Zayne held onto him. "Don't go. Can’t you see that both presidents are having a good time chatting with each other?”

"Does she still want to get her eyes checked then?" the doctor asked in a daze.

Zayne replied, "Yes, of course."

The doctor continued, "But the doctors are about to change shifts now."

Zayne mulled it over and came up with a brilliant idea. "If that’s the case, you’ll be in charge to go and call the president in."

Puzzled, the doctor touched his nose. 'Why me?'

Zayne smirked. He who went would be an unfortunate man.