Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1917

A female classmate even walked up to Baby Zetty and cheered her on.

Baby Zetty looked at her and smiled like a blooming flower.

"Thank you."

"Good luck, Baby Zetty."

On that day, Baby Zetty was deeply moved by everyone's support.

She secretly swore to herself that she had to become stronger and be worthy of so many people's affection.

In the evening, Angeline received a text message from Baby Zetty: [Thank you, Mommy. Thank you for giving birth to two of the best brothers in the world. I'd also like to thank you for adopting so many kind and lovely sisters.]

Tears were welling up in Angelina's eyes when she read this text message.

It was akin to watching a desolate and barren land that spring rain had lustrated, exposing a land of flourishing prairie that was abundant with lush greenery.

Angeline read the text message again and again.

When Jay entered the room, he saw her holding onto the phone tightly with tear stains on her face.

However, her eyes were smiling peacefully.

"What are you looking at?" Jay asked as he walked over.

Angeline excitedly showed him the text message." Look at this, darling."

After Jay finished reading Baby Zetty's text message, there was a soft smile on his handsome face.

Angeline praised him, "You were right, darling.

Releasing Baby Zetty into her own environment and allowing her to lick her own wounds was the right decision. Only then can she try to find a good remedy to cure her spirits."

Jay said meaningfully, "The children are all grown up, Angeline. They don't belong to us anymore. They'll soon begin to live in their own worlds and will no longer devote all their hearts to their parents. We have to learn to let them go on to figure out the harsh laws of survival by themselves."

Angeline sighed at him weakly. "I understand what you're trying to say, but I just can't bear to push them away from me right now."

Jay said, "The best kind of tough love that parents can give their children is to push them away. To teach them the ability to survive independently."

Angeline nodded. "I'll slowly learn to let go."

She placed her head on Jay's shoulder, and the two cuddled together. The light projected their shadows onto the ground, and they slowly overlapped onto one another.

"I'll be the one who'll accompany you to the very end, Angeline," Jay said emotionally.

Angelina abruptly giggled and replied, "I'm thankful I still have you, Jaybie."

Jay held her tightly in his arms.

A lot of things in the world were easier said than done.

Angeline might have said that she would let the children fight for their futures by themselves.

However, she was starting to worry about Baby Zetty again.

She raised her little head and looked at Jay rather pitifully while pleading with him, "Why don't you send another text to Jens and ask him how Baby Zetty is doing, Jaybie?" Jay was dumbfounded.

When would Angeline's heart ever stop worrying about their children?

Jay still picked up his phone and sent a text to Jenson: [How's your sister?]

Jenson replied: [Don't worry, I'll handle everything. You and Mommy go ahead and enjoy your lives together. Try to make up for all the regrets that

happened in the first halves of your lives.]

Jay looked at Jenson's text message and his eyes exuded a gentle smile.

Jenson was different from the immature and fragile Baby Zetty. He did not exude bright rays of sunshine like Baby Robbie either, but he had thrived into a magnificent towering tree at the fastest speed.

He was the earliest to bloom among the three children, and the flowers that grew out of him were gorgeous and magnificently eye-catching.

Angeline leaned in, and she was awestruck after seeing Jenson's text.

"Why is this kid so thoughtful?" Angeline asked with a heavy heart.

She felt utterly guilty. She always thought that Jenson's wise and mature character was because of his lack of a motherly figure when growing up. That was probably why he had cultivated those keen insights and cautious prudence that did not match his age.