Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1527

Sis Shirley was first taken aback, then she let out a slight smile.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Yorks. I don't have any hopes of marrying him. I'm only staying in Mount Pearl because I want the child to stay closer to him and form a bond with him. I'll leave when he finds a marriage partner. I promise to never ruin his happiness."

Angeline added frankly, "Your worries are completely unnecessary, Eldest Aunt. Sis Shirley is the Severe family's most beloved daughter. We'll never allow her to stoop to marrying a man who doesn't even love her o r let her step into a family that won't accept her."

Mrs. Yorks looked at Angeline. She was uncompromising when it came to love, and that prideful demeanor of hers did resemble her in some ways. She, however, was lucky to have met Jay who was willing to give in to her and indulge her. That was why she could live like a queen.

Unfortunately for her, she met Spencer. Spencer did not allow her to get jealous of his mistresses nor hurt them. Without Spencer there to safeguard and protect her, her love was nothing but a flash in the pan. "It's normal for women to suffer, Angeline." Mrs. Yorks

laughed. "Your parents-in-law will refuse to see you, your husband will be fickle, and there will be differences in opinions regarding how you should raise your children... How can things go the way you want them to all the time?"

Angeline was dumbfounded...

She sat next to Mrs. Yorks on the ground with her knees pulled up. After pondering for a very long time while hugging her knees, she said blankly, "Eldest Aunt, life is just like a religious practice. You'll experience one form of suffering or another eventually, so we as humans need to prioritize making ourselves happy so those who care and love u s will be happy as well. We're not saints, so we can't please those who don't even care about us..."

Mrs. Yorks let out a slight smile. "It's rare to see someone like you develop such understanding at such a young age. What you said makes a lot of sense, Angeline, but it's easier said than done. You'll only know how painful and agonizing this feels when you experience it yourself."

Angeline sighed. "I may not know your suffering, Eldest Aunt, but I know that life has been hard on you. You must've been heartbroken when Uncle Spencer did that to you. But Eldest Aunt, are you going to keep hiding in the ancestral hall for the rest of your life and isolate yourself from him completely? Don't you think you're punishing yourself instead of him?"

Mrs. Yorks let out a bitter smile. "I don't have a place to go. When I was young, I ignored my family's advice and insisted on marrying Spencer. I've fallen out with them. I can't bring myself to go back to them now that things have gone south. I can't stand the humiliation."

Angeline sympathized with Eldest Aunt's bitter experience, her eyes even turning pink. "Eldest Aunt..." She stretched out her hand and held Mrs. Yorks' hand as if she could lend her some strength by doing s

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"No matter what your decisions are, we, the juniors, will support you regardless. We just want you to be happy."

Like an old monk who was entering meditation, Mrs. Yorks closed her eyes and began contemplating.

Angeline's words were like a stone thrown into the calm lake of her heart, forming ripples on the surface. It was even more so like a clear spring being poured into a desert, refreshing her decaying soul with energy and liveliness.

She thought that maybe it was time to make some changes.

"Thank you, Angeline."

Bang!

Suddenly, there was an ear-splitting explosion. It sounded as though mountains had collapsed and the ground was split.

The peaceful atmosphere in the safe passage grew tense all of a sudden.

Angeline felt her heart clenching. She was extremely worried about Jay, Jenson, and Baby Robbie's safety.

Sandra, Spencer's second wife, was dressed in a glamorous dress and adorned with brilliant jewels and pearls. She sauntered out to comfort the old and weak.

"Don't be afraid, Aunty. You must believe in Doomsday's army. They're the strongest army in the world. The war will be over very soon and we can all go out when that happens."

The way she carried herself made her seem as though she was Spencer's first wife.

In front of the low-key Mrs. Yorks, she looked dazzling, dignified, and elegant while carrying herself like the rightful wife of the patriarch.