Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1719

Jay stroked Angeline's beautiful face. She looked at him, smiling brighter than any mountain flower.

To prevent him from worrying about her, Angeline had asked Grandma Boye to inject her with biological agents. She firmly believed that Grandma Boye could completely cure her disease.

However, she was not aware of the fact that Jay had previously discussed her illness with Grandma Boye. Grandma had said that Angelina's disease was initially triggered due to genetics, and her mental illness was due to external causes. The biological agents could only get rid of her psychologically induced factors and allowed her to affirm that she was a healthy person who could do things a healthy person could do. If life went well in the future, perhaps her illness would not reoccur. However, if she encountered major trauma once more, it was not impossible that it would recur.

In a nutshell, there were still variables in the future.

As such, Jay could not let himself become weak because he was Angelina's umbrella and her strongest supporter.

"Jaybie, didn't you notice how lively and healthy I've been the past two days? My illness is truly cured,"

Angeline emphasized once more.

Jay smiled and nodded. "Yeah."

Angeline smiled back charmingly.

Jay asked, "So, what are your plans after this, Angeline?"

Angeline said, "Before I left, I had a long conversation with Grandma. Grandma gave me a couple of suggestions. She said that life is short, and we should learn to live independently. She suggested that I find something I like doing, and the idea sounded selfish a t first, but it's quite philosophical once I've given it a thought. Darling, I've decided to get a job. I want to have a social value instead of staying safe by constantly being in your grasp. I want to enjoy the fruits of your labor every day. I should use my own hands to make contributions to society as much as possible so that it's worthwhile for me to have come into this world."

Jay did not want Angeline to start working, but Boye's warnings were ringing in his ears. "Angeline will only forget about her anxiety and depression if she stays occupied. The longer she puts them behind her, the better her recovery will be."

Jay could only conceal the worries he had and smiled. "Then, what do you like to do?"

Angeline was confused as well. "I haven't given it that much thought."

She was brimming with self-confidence. "However, anyone raised by you is competent, so it shouldn't be difficult for me to find a job."

Jay pinched her nose softly and said, "You're singing your own praises."

Angeline covered her mouth and laughed.

"Once you've given it a thought, just let Jaybie know. I can arrange it for you," said Jay affectionately.

Angeline shook her head like a rattle. "No, I have to find one on my own."

Jay could feel someone pouring a bucket of icy water on his head, and his whole body turned cold.

Angeline wanted to rid herself of his protection. How could he let that happen?

"Angeline... A workplace is often cruel to newcomers. Without my protection, I'm merely worried they'll swallow you whole," said Jay solemnly.

Angeline smiled playfully. "The biggest capitalist in Imperial Capital is right here. And the capitalist who wants to swallow me whole is also right here. Apart from you, who'd want to take advantage of me?" Jay was dumbfounded.

Perhaps Angeline was not aware of how beautiful she was to men. If she were to look for a job as the crown prince's wife, Jay certainly would not be worried about someone else hitting on her. However, if she were to go incognito, he could not begin to imagine how many men would covet her beauty.

"Cough..." Jay was irritated by Angeline's rebelliousness.

Angeline noticed that it was a little too cruel to mess with Jay when he was sick. She immediately lowered her posture and said with a smile, "Alright. If you're truly worried about me, then just secretly protect me and don't reveal my identity, okay?"

Jay stared at her, speechless. "Why? Do you find it embarrassing to be my wife?"

Angeline replied, "Of course not. Being your wife is a blessing my ancestors bestowed upon me. I can't even begin to tell you how proud I am."

Jay's eyebrows were smiling, and he said rather proudly, "It's good that you're well aware of it."

Angeline, "..."

He was indeed not the humble type.

"Then, why do you want to hide your identity?" Jay asked.