Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1543

Angeline sighed sorrowfully and sat down beside Sis Thirteen.

She said with much regret, "Sis Thirteen, do you think that only the Boyes were ruined? The Areses had the same fate, didn't we? Didn't the Yorks as well? I truly hope that the older generation's grievances will come t o an end and innocent children will not be affected anymore."

Sis Thirteen lowered her head, and her eyes were dark and unpredictable.

The gunfire on the mountainside gradually subsided, and the fierce battle seemed to have come to an end.

Angeline saw Sis Thirteen's boundless and empty gaze.

Angeline hated this war and despised the older generation’s greed, but she could never hate this child.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and held Sis Thirteen's tightly as she comforted. "Don't be afraid. Even if the military intelligence division loses this war, I won’t let Doomsday hurt you. But you have to promise me, you’ll give up on this enmity and turn over a new leaf. Live your own life."

Sis Thirteen looked at her in a daze.

Angeline's gentle and loving kindness made her feel a burst of warmth inexplicably. It was like the shadow o f Mommy who she cherished in her heart.

"For as long as I can remember, my dad told me that I have no grandparents and no mommy because the Areses and the Yorks killed every single one of my relatives. I have known since I was a child that my mission is to avenge the Boyes... Now that everything has come to an end, I don't know how to go on living m y life in the future. It would be better if I die.”

Angeline smiled. "Silly child. Your daddy may be a good leader, but he's by no means a good father.

Although parents are the ones who gave birth to their children, they should not interfere with their child's lives. Lil Thirteen, after the war is over, you can be yourself again. Live like a normal child, go to school, make friends, and enjoy your time in class. You'll live a carefree life. I think you'll love it."

A carefree life?

Sis Thirteen’s eyes were filled with a longing light.

However, even this kind of longing for joy was a luxury for Sis Thirteen.

"Where are we going?” Angeline stood up. Perhaps it was because she was dominated by nervous emotions while fleeing, her body began to react out of sorts.

She dragged her weak pace and sauntered.

Sis Thirteen was in a wheelchair, and an agent was responsible for pushing her forward. The other agent was holding a revolver to watch out for enemies who would suddenly appear around them.

Sis Thirteen said in a calm tone, "Aunty, I'm going to find a place where I can rest peacefully."

Angeline’s legs became weaker. Facing the impending death, she was much more fearful than Sis Thirteen.

She was afraid of dying.

She was afraid that her children would become as lonely as Sis Thirteen without their mother.