Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1117

Jay's face was suddenly shrouded in ice. "Angeline, let's put the blood clot in my head aside. Even if I have a malignant tumor, I'm still not that vulnerable to the point where I can't deal with pressure. If you're still keeping something from me, then you'd better spill everything all at once."

Angeline chuckled dryly. "What else can I keep from you? You've lost your memory, so there are many things you don't know. I have so many things to tell you yet I don't know where to start."

A blatant excuse!

Jay lay on the bed in despair. "We're husband and wife, Angeline. We should be honest with each other."

Angeline felt a pang in her heart. She had said the same thing when she interrogated him back then, yet he still chose to carry all the burdens alone.

Angeline was, after all, trained and guided by him. Hence, both of them shared similar personalities.

There were two things that she chose to keep to herself.

One was Baby Robbie's disappearance and Jenson's return date, which was still unknown. If he knew that his decision had brought such ill fate to the children, h

e would no doubt spend the rest of his life in guilt and self-blame.

Secondly, the Ares family's misfortune had become a thing of the past now. All she wanted to do was to seal up this painful past. She forbade anyone to get to the bottom of the matter for fear that the Doomsday Organization would come back after learning that their scheme had failed.

Therefore, the wise and outstanding Angeline could only think of a way to satisfy his curiosity. She changed the subject. "Baby Zetty is our daughter, Jaybie."

Jay was so excited that he sprung up and sat on the bed.

He felt as if he had won the lottery. He was initially a miserable and homeless guy, yet God had suddenly rewarded him with an exquisite wife and an extremely adorable daughter?

Angeline muttered again, "Baby Zetty is our daughter." When she said these words, her tone sounded extremely gloomy and her expression was dim.

After seeing how the corners of Jay's lips lifted up in joy, Angeline felt like she was suffocating.

If he knew that he still had two more outstanding sons, two of who bore a striking resemblance to him, he would look even more delighted.

Where was Baby Robbie, though?

When would Jens return?

They left the safe refuge of their parents at such a young age. Would they still be teenagers who had pure and innocent smiles when they returned? Angeline felt bitter as tears flickered in her eyes.

Jay reached out to cup Angelina's face in his hands. Feeling emotionally moved, he said, "Thank you for giving me such a beautiful and lovely daughter." Angeline looked uglier smiling than when she was crying.

Outside the window, lights were waning.

An idea suddenly struck Jay. "I'm going to go and fetch Baby Zetty back."

Angeline held onto him. "It's so late now. Go tomorrow."

Jay said, "She's still so young. I don't feel safe leaving her at Horizon Colors alone."

Angeline laughed. "Don't you worry. Finn is there to take care of her."

Jay frowned. "That worries me even more."

Angeline did not know whether to laugh or to cry. "Are you worried that Finn will bully your precious baby daughter?"

Jay nodded. "Men are all animals who think with their lower half. Any man can make mistakes in front of a beautiful girl."

"I'll go with you, then," Angeline said.

Jay looked at Angeline. Her face was glowing with a white luster while her obsidian eyes looked especially huge, which made her look even thinner.

Jay suddenly took her into his arms. "Let's sleep, Angeline!"

That night, they slept embracing each other.

Angeline slept especially well when she was in his arms. It had been so long since she last slept so peacefully.

With the glow of the bright moonlight, Jay studied her exquisitely beautiful face in silence.

His slender fingers brushed across her gentle lines.

For some reason, he loved the bare-faced Angeline so much that he did not want to let go.

He suddenly recalled his mission and fished out the two stamps from his pocket. He started stroking them while thinking to himself, 'Three female liars. Which one of them should I trust?'

In the end, he put the stamps back in place, lay down next to Angeline, and took her in her arms while saying softly, "They may be in my life, but you, Angeline, you live in my very core. I have no reason not to believe you."

The next day.

For the first time ever, Jay had a lie-in.

He slept until the inviting aroma of mushroom soup and freshly-baked goods greeted his nose.

Jay opened his eyes slowly.

He saw Angeline standing in front of the bed with an apron tied around her waist. Her tousled hair was casually tied up in a bun, looking messy yet orderly at the same time. She looked like an easygoing girl next door.