Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1311

The young boy suddenly reached for Angeline's hands and said softly, "Don’t worry, I'll help you seek revenge."

His hands were neither big nor small, but his fingers were slender and strong.

Right away, Angelina remembered that Jens had the exact same hands.

At that very moment, Angelina could not help but think of Baby Robbie and associate the two of them together.

The young boy's mind wandered off for a moment as h e thought of Angeline's man-a Doomsday admiral!

Doomsday!

Like a cursed nightmare, the word loomed over the young boy and constantly followed him around like a shadow.

Images of his daddy being forced to send him away three years ago flashed in his mind. He did not even get the chance to say goodbye to his mommy and was forced to embark on a lonely journey in a foreign land just like that.

Furthermore, there was also his daddy's death. His handsome and refined daddy was burned to death, dying miserably. He was unsure whether his mommy

could survive the heartache after having just lost the husband she loved dearly and losing her child.

At these thoughts, a strong sense of hatred surged in the young boy's chest. He clenched his fists as his eyes turned bloodshot. Even his voice was interlaced with cold, sullen anger.

"Your man deserved it."

Angeline was trembling with rage, but the angrier she was, the worse her body became.

The young boy snorted and turned to leave.

However, he stopped in his tracks when he reached the door. He turned around, his pretty and coquettish eyes instantly filled with a cold, jeering look. "Just wait until I bring him to you all tied up. He can atone for what he did to you then."

Angeline's breathing got more and more ragged as she fumed. She was so furious at this child that she was close to losing her mind.

If only she still had the slightest trace of energy left. A t least she could teach this b*stard a lesson.