Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1609

Angeline buried her face into her pillow and drenched herself in tears.

She was somewhat ashamed because when Chloe humiliated her, she had easily given up on all ideas of love.

However, Jay had always stood firm, and he was resolute on never giving up on her in his life.

That night, Angeline grew so tired from crying that she actually had a good night's sleep.

Early the following day, Mrs. Yorks received a text message from Cole. As soon as she saw the contents, Mrs. Yorks exploded in a fit of fury and immediately called him.

The once oh-so gentle woman yelled out, "What on earth are you people doing in Imperial Capital?"

On the other line, Cole hesitated and said, "Ah, the decision was made by Grandpa after careful consideration. Grandpa said that he'd personally spend the rest of his remaining years chasing after his grandchildren and great-grandchildren to reunite us."

Mrs. Yorks sneered, "He's a confused old man. Why would Jay ever return to Yorks Stronghold, the place

that has caused him so much grief? Tell that old man if he wants Jay to go back, he'll first need to beg Angeline to return."

Cole replied, "Isn't that what Grandpa is doing? He's personally going to Imperial Capital to offer Angeline his humblest apology."

Mrs. Yorks sneered once more, "He wants to offer his humblest apology to Angeline? He's not even the one in the wrong. Even if he's confused, Angeline is not. Angeline knows it very well that the person who should be humblingly apologizing to her is Chloe Yorks."

Angeline was dressed in casual loungewear and had o n giant slippers as she stood by the bedroom door with utterly disheveled hair. She gave Mrs. Yorks a thumbs up and went into her bedroom to freshen up.

Very quickly, Angeline came back out.

As usual, the first thing she did was go into Sis Shirley's room and say hello to the little baby.

The child lay inside his stroller as Angeline danced in front of him.

Angeline gently touched the child's pinkish face, teasing him, "Do you want your aunt here to hug you? If you say my name, I'll hug you."

Sis Shirley was in between laughter and tears. "If he actually calls out to you, I'm afraid that you'll end up on the floor, terrified."

Angeline picked him up and rubbed on his head affectionately. Then, she sat on the head of the bed and chatted with Sis Shirley. "Shouldn't you give him a name, Sis Shirley?"

Shirley's eyes appeared lonesome. "I got pregnant before getting married. I've been wondering which surname I should be giving this child..."

Angeline said, "Sis Shirley, you can give him any surname you want, but you cannot give him the Yorks'. They only want the child and didn't even bat an eyelid toward his mother. They're greedy and selfish, and I'll never want their wish to be fulfilled."

Shirley made her decision and said, "Little Angeline, the child's surname will be Severe. Go ahead and give him a good name."

Angeline gave it a thought and said, "Since all the Severe family's men have one-syllable names, let's call him Dawn Severe. I hope he'll be just like the morning light, gradually rising and brightening up the sky."

Shirley said, "That's great."

Angeline embraced the child and rocked him gently. She said softly, "Our little Dawn is now the Severes' little prince. He's loved by his grandpa and grandma, as well as his aunt and uncle. He'll surely grow up healthy and strong."

When Angeline carried the child over to the window, with the incandescent light behind her, she noticed that Dawn's skin appeared extremely sallow.