Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1618

Beep, beep.

Hearing the busy signal sounding from the phone, Jay weakly put the phone receiver down.

Angeline sat in the car, drenched in tears.

She always yearned to go back to him, but her current physical appearance had made her give up the desire for a better life.

Jay's eyes were red, and tears started rolling down uncontrollably. Even when Angeline was in a dire state, she refused to accept his help. Was she utterly desperate to part ways with him?

He went to the psychology department and looked for Angeline's attending doctor.

With a heavy heart, he told him about Angeline's current situation and ultimately asked sorrowfully," I'm merely curious why she has become so much thinner?"

The doctor's expression became extremely solemn. After giving it a thought, he cautiously told Jay, "I didn't see the patient, Mr. Ares. So my diagnosis may be rather partial. However, based on your description, I'm sure that the madam's condition has gotten more severe. Moreover, it's no longer purely anxiety

disorder. I'm afraid she might be suffering from depression now."

Having said this, the doctor looked at Jay anxiously and uttered something crueler, "I'm now more worried that when the patient is emotionally unstable, she may commit suicide."

Jay felt as if he had fallen into the abyss of a valley, and at this moment, his whole body was wrapped in fear.

"So, as the patient's family member, what's there to do to help relieve her suffering?"

The doctor advised, "If there are certain things that agonize her, then don't talk about them in front of her. If seeing a certain person will trigger something inside of her, then never allow her to see that person. The best way would be to send her to the hospital for standardized treatment. If she refuses medical treatment, then it would be best to let her be away from a depressing environment..."

Jay nodded solemnly before turning and leaving.

He thought that he had to find Angeline immediately. If Angeline was suffering from depression, he would feel restless every second she was not with him. When Angeline returned to their rental room, Mrs. Yorks and Shirley saw her reddened eyes and asked nervously, "What's wrong with the baby, Angeline?" Angeline squeezed a comforting smile at them. "The child is fine. It's jaundice, but he'll be fine after

spending a few days in the hospital."

Mrs. Yorks and Sis Shirley turned to look at each other. Since the baby was fine, then Angeline was the one not okay.

"What's wrong, Angeline?"

Angeline staggered to the sofa and hugged the pillow. She stammeringly said, "I saw Jaybie. He went to Imperial Capital Hotel and was pushing Chloe out in her wheelchair. The mother and son were happily walking and chatting."

Now that she was skin and bones, her pupils appeared wider and darker. She drooped her eyelashes and said in a lonesome manner, "It turns out when I'm not by his side, their family is able to get along so well."

Shirley was startled, but she could not wholly understand Angelina's frame of mind.

However, Mrs. Yorks understood her all too well because there was a point in her life when she had wandered in such a state of anxiety. Little by little, she harbored deep hatred toward Yorks Stronghold and became highly disappointed in Spencer.

Angeline was now walking on her old path.

Mrs. Yorks was extremely worried about Angeline because she was unsure whether Angeline, who was now suffering from anxiety and depression, could continue to bear so much pain.

"What are your plans for the future, Angeline?" Sis

Shirley asked with concern.

Angeline shook her head in a daze.

Mrs. Yorks suggested, "Angeline, how about leaving Imperial Capital? Go to a place where no one knows you and start a new life."

Angeline proceeded to be lost in thought.

Going to a new place where there would be no more Chloe Yorks would solve all her worries. However, there was also no more Jay, as well as her children. As such, she still would not be able to find happiness.

Angeline clutched onto her hair in agony. "I think I need a little bit of quiet time."

She hopped off the sofa and entered her bedroom. Then, she locked herself inside.