Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1666

The atmosphere for the rest of the meal turned somewhat dull.

Angeline's pessimism and world-weariness gave a self -confident and arrogant person like Jay a sense of powerlessness.

He thought that once Angeline's body slowly recovered and her mood gradually became more cheerful, everything would go back to the way things were. However, the sadness that seeped through Angeline's eyes seemed to have burst the bubble of hope for their future. It made him feel hints of despair.

When he went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, he ended up breaking several plates in the process due to his absent-mindedness. Angeline heard the sound coming from the kitchen and sighed sadly. Was he starting to lose patience with her?

This disease was not something they could get rid of overnight. It was normal for Jaybie to lose patience because even she did not have confidence in herself.

She turned around and went into the bedroom, locking herself up.

Jay's gaze followed her until she closed the door and h

e heard the sound of the door bolt locking. Only then did Jay come back to his senses.

His mood was just too low earlier, and it had already affected Angeline.

He abandoned the dishes in the sink and strode toward the bedroom. He knocked on the door, saying, "Angeline."

"Can you let me rest for a while?" A soft voice was heard from inside the room. Her mood was very low.

Jay leaned his back against the door. He was so full of regret that he genuinely wanted to slap himself in the face.

Emotions had been the main factor for Angelina's illness. If she was down, then he should be more positive. He should be confident and optimistic as well as he accompanied her to face all kinds of problems. However, he had been scared earlier, immensely terrified that Angeline would not be able to be with him as they grew older. As such, he lost control of his emotions for a moment and became depressed and uncontrollable.

His bad mood had infected Angeline.

"I love you, Angeline. I hope you're able to face your illness bravely. For Jaybie's sake, you have to walk with me to the very end, okay?" Jay pleaded.

Angeline nodded. "Okay."

Inside the room, Angeline was sitting by the desk.

Jay's notebook was placed on the table. It was thick and densely packed with words. There were various kinds of beautiful labels and symbols, as well as clear mind maps. When coupled with his strong penmanship, the notes were pleasing to the eye.

Angeline had not seen Jay's handwriting for so many years. Now that Jay was taking notes so seriously, her heart felt rather curious as she slowly went through the writings inside.

It was difficult for her to concentrate on a single task now, but when she turned to the first page of the notebook, she was quickly pulled in by Jay's diary.

Inside Jay's diary, he was keeping track of Angeline's daily schedule in full detail-her daily regimen, sleep duration, and length of each panic attack. He had even recorded Angeline's current diet... Finally, he would always end it with a thoughtful appreciation.

Angeline turned to a few more pages and then burst into tears.

The Jay whom she had to face every day was akin to a warrior made out of steel. He would smile and show her the gentlest side of him, but he had also been helpless and scared to death when confronting her illness that would flare up from time to time.

Jay had written in his diary: [I used to think that I was fearless. But when I stand in front of Angeline, I see my fatal weakness. That is, I'm afraid of separation. I'm so scared of Angeline leaving me one day. One can say I'm even immensely terrified. If she genuinely must go, I hope that a coward like me will go before she does. Angeline has always thought of herself as my trumpet creeper, but in truth, she has always been my kapok tree. Only by relying on her can I truly be alive...]

Angeline finally understood Jaybie's sudden lousy frame of mind. It was because she had no confidence in having a future together and that was also making Jaybie feel terrified. Angeline's tears started rolling.

She did not expect that the value of her life was so meaningful.

Jaybie would only live well if she were in it too.