Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1605

Jay felt his blood running cold, and even the tips of his fingers were shivering.

Angeline wanted to bid farewell to her past completely? Did she mean utterly abandoning him and their children?

How hurt could she possibly be that the once so optimistic and cheerful Angeline was now despondent toward the world?

Cole continued to chatter incessantly, "I'm trying to transfer some allowance to them, but our Venmo accounts are capped at 299.99 dollars. I tried calling them back, but the other line is busy. I'm guessing that their phones are now rejecting any calls, so unless they take the initiative to get in contact with us, we can't contact them."

Jay was not at all surprised that Angeline had set her phone to reject all incoming calls. It was just that he still felt a faint sting in his heart.

Whenever he thought about how Angeline had drawn a line between them, he felt his heart sobbing with sadness.

"Master Ares, we're running out of ideas here. Haven't you always been smart and wise? I'll be leaving this

matter to you now."

Jay was still overflowed with the grief that Angeline had bestowed upon him, and he was not at all in the mood to listen to Cole's voice.

"Hello? Master Ares?"

Ultimately, Cole had no other option but to hang up the phone.

Inside the hall, Grand Old Master Yorks, Chloe, and Spencer looked at Cole eagerly. Their expressions were filled with expectations as they all had people they cared about and they wanted to know the other party's current situation.

Cole shrugged his shoulders and tried to keep them in suspense. "Why are you guys looking at me?" The fact was, he was not at all in the know of the three's situation. He also wanted to know more about Angelina's situation.

Spencer angrily rebuked, "Stop keeping us at bay. When is your mother coming back?"

Cole grabbed a cherry from the fruit platter and shoved it in his mouth. "Why do you even think that my mother is coming back?"

Spencer made a solemn vow, "Running away from home was a decision she made on a hot-headed whim. She'll come home once she has calmed down. She's a middle-aged woman now, yet she's still running away from home like a young teenager. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Cole rolled his eyes at his dad. "You're wrong, Dad.

Mom will never be coming back in this lifetime. She said very clearly on the phone that she's bidding farewell to her past life, and she's even willing to give up on me, her darling son, completely." Spencer crushed the teacup in his hand. "She said that?"

Cole nodded. "Yep."

Spencer's face turned distorted, and he began panicking in his heart.

Meanwhile, Grand Old Master Yorks was concerned about his little grandson. "Cole, did Shirley give birth to a healthy boy? That's nice, and you're a father now. You have to give the child a name..." Cole retorted, "Don't waste your efforts, Grandpa. I don't even know whether I'll be able to meet my son, ever. Do you think Shirley will give us the honor of naming him?"

Grand Old Master Yorks' expression turned darker.

Chloe merely cared about Jay, so she asked, "Isn't Jay angry about Angeline running away from home?"

Cole sneered at her and said, "Angry? More like angry with himself. He's fuming at himself for losing such a great wife. I've warned you about this, Aunt Chloe. But you've truly outdone yourself this time and made your son utterly miserable. When I called my cousin earlier, as soon as he heard that Angeline was sick and had n o money for treatment, he was scared out of his wits. I've never seen a man like him so terrified before."

Chloe drooped her head and sighed. "What a useless man. Is this all worth it for a single woman?"

Cole stood up and stretched his waist. "I'll not waste any more of my time talking to you people. It's useless anyway. Keep doing what you're doing, and one day when you've killed them, perhaps you'll give up that ridiculous prejudice."

Cole's advice was akin to a wake-up call to Grand Old Master Yorks.

He had to do something to keep the Yorks from being torn apart.

At this moment in Imperial Capital.

Jay's thoughts were in a whirl of confusion.

He originally hoped that Angeline might return after she calmed down. However, now that he heard of Angeline's incident, he could not sit still any longer.

He walked around the room as all kinds of terrible thoughts popped up in his head. What on earth happened to Angeline? Did her anxiety worsen? Or perhaps...

When Jay thought of her death, a wave of cold sweat broke out on his back. His whole body was like a deflated balloon as it slid down to the ground.