Jay said mildly, "This isn't his ancestors’ fault."
Angeline said in an obstinate and wayward manner, "I don't care. For anyone who hurts you, I'll make sure all nine generations of his family will feel my wrath. I want him to be so filled with regret so that no one will ever harm you in the future."
After Angeline was done treating his wound, she walked to the closet to find him a clean shirt.
What greeted her, however, was an empty closet with a few cheap clothes hanging in it. What was more, the colors and styles were not of his taste.
Angeline said, "These non-mainstream clothes aren't suitable for you."
Jay replied calmly, "My wife bought them."
A hint of heartache flashed through Angeline’s eyes. That woman did not know how to appreciate Jaybie's noble and proud elegance aura. It must have been really hard for Jaybie.
Jay yanked the shirt from her hand, then put it on while enduring the sharp pain.
Fortunately, he looked good in anything he wore.
Angeline took the bloodied T-shirt next to her, walked to the washing sink, and started washing it for him.
A touch of helplessness spread in Jay's eyes when he noticed that she had made herself at home.
"You can go home now, Ms. Severe."
Angeline sauntered to him and squatted in front of him very suddenly. She took his hand in hers and said in a voice that sounded almost like she was pleading with him, "Don't push me away, Brother Ben, okay?"
Jay said cruelly, "It's not appropriate for you to stay here."
Angeline raised her teary eyes and said while choking with sobs, "I like you, Brother Ben."
Jay's good-looking face stiffened up. "I know.
"You confess to me every day, proclaiming it to the whole world almost like you're banging the drums and sounding the trumpets. It’s really naive of you to pursue someone in such a high-profile way."
Angeline automatically filtered every dissatisfaction and discontent he had just expressed.
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