Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1558

She shed her tears in agony.

Ultimately, she realized that she had allowed her sad emotions to control her. She tried to shake her head, and as the dizziness took over, she realized that her abnormalities might have been caused by another fever.

She fought hard to get up and look for a thermometer. She placed it in her mouth and pulled it out five minutes later. It was at 105 degrees Fahrenheit. Hence, she searched for a bottle of ibuprofen from the medicine cabinet and climbed back into bed after taking it.

When Jay returned home in the evening, a gentle smile filled his eyes when he saw the unlit house.

This afternoon, he had accompanied his father, Jordan, to chat while having tea. The relationship between the father and son grew very rapidly.

He presumed that Angeline and his mother were also getting along happily, hence why she had not returned home this late.

However, once he entered the bedroom and turned on the wall lamp, Jay was stunned to see a bump on the bed.

It turned out she had returned?

He walked over, frowning and looking at the little woman who had covered herself completely. A touch of helplessness filled his eyes.

Why could she not sleep like a normal person at her age?

He gently pulled the blanket away from her, revealing a sweaty face with slightly damp hair all over it. Her cheeks were burning red as well.

Jay reached out and touched Angeline's forehead-it was cold as ice.

He realized there was something amiss and tried to wake Angeline up. "Angeline!"

Angeline slowly opened her eyes and saw Jay. She almost immediately hugged his neck as if she was a wandering ship that finally found its dock.

Jay's eyes grew dim. This girl's reaction made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Why are you sweating so much, Angeline? Are you having another fever?" Jay asked.

Angeline did not respond to him. She merely hugged him tightly as if he would turn into smoke and disappear if she did not.

"Hold me tight, Jaybie."

Jay proceeded to hug her tightly. "Did something unpleasant happen when you were at my mom's?"

Angeline shook her head. "No."

However, there was no other explanation.

Jay said, "Don't go over tomorrow."

"But she hasn't liked me yet," Angeline said in frustration.

Jay was merely thinking that Angeline only got seriously ill after going to his mother's place. As such, there was a lingering fear within him. He dared not take such risks with Angeline's body anymore. "It's alright. You can take your time in the future."

Angeline's face was gloomy. She muttered in her heart, 'Perhaps I'll never be able to please Mom in this lifetime.' That same night, Angeline felt like time was hanging heavily.

The next day.

Jay woke up early, only to find that Angeline was no longer in bed. For someone like Angeline who loved sleeping in, this was extremely rare.

Jay felt somewhat uneasy, so he hurried out to look for her in his sleepwear and slippers.

He finally found Angeline in the kitchen. Seeing her kneading dough in low spirits, Jay felt highly distressed.