Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 1918

Jay disapproved of her thoughts and said, "It's hereditary, Angeline."

He did not think that Jenson's sensibility was due to the lack of maternal love. Even if this were the reason, Jay would never admit to it.

He did not want to place that kind of mental burden on Angeline.

Angeline looked at Jay... If she were to recall Jay back when he was in his youth, he seemed to have an extraordinary sense of maturity as well.

Jens and Jay had too much in common. They were both on the autistic spectrum and had the same cold temperament. They were unfriendly, yet they cherished affection and personal loyalty. Moreover, they were both wise beyond their age.

She somehow believed that Jenson's early maturity might indeed be hereditary.

Suddenly, the phone rang once more.

When Angeline looked at her phone, she saw a text from Baby Robbie: [Dearest birth giver, long ago, the kings dismissed hundreds of schools to adhere to one strict religion. In the present time, a hundred schools of thought contend with fighting for equal rights and

open-mindedness. Your son is currently urging his mother to allow for such progressive views...]

Angeline stared at his literary 1,000-word essay and asked for Jay's help with a headache.

"What kind of mumbo-jumbo is the kid writing this time?"

Jay pursed his lips into a smile. Compared to Jens' maturity and stable thoughts, Baby Robbie had a more age-appropriate innocence. He was sunny as well as handsome, filled with vigor and vitality. He was like the scorching sun that could bring warm sunshine to everyone around him.

Angeline typed a few words and replied: [Can you type like a normal person?]

Baby Robbie changed into a more concise method: [ Mommy, I wanna grow my hair and get a perm.]

Angeline felt like her whole person had been struck by thunder and lightning. She was wholly stunned.

When Jay saw the text message, he was so furious that he almost grabbed the phone and threw it out the window.

Angeline caressed his undulating chest and appeased him. "Stay calm, Jaybie."

Jay furiously snarled. "What the hell is he up to? Grow his hair and get a perm? Is he planning on galloping on a horse into the land of absurdity? Does he know that he's a boy?"

Angeline said, "Jaybie, boys with long permed hair can be seen everywhere. Don't be so tense. I'll call and ask him right now."

Angeline hurriedly gave Baby Robbie a call.

Once the call was connected, Baby Robbie's chirpy voice was heard.

"Mommy!"

"Don't call me Mommy."

Baby Robbie pouted and asked, "Mommy, have I offended you?"

"Daddy and Mommy gave you such good looks, yet you're choosing not to cherish them. Who the hell are you trying to be? Long hair with a perm... Would you like to undergo sex reassignment surgery as well?"

Baby Robbie covered his face. "Oh my goodness, Mommy. I never thought you'd be so open-minded. Then I can rest easy now."

Angeline looked at Jay's darkened expression and huffed in anger as she said, "I don't mind it. But I do wonder what your daddy will think if you choose to become his daughter instead?"

Baby Robbie helplessly persuaded her, saying, "I just want longer and curly hair, Mommy. That's all."

Angeline, "Why on earth do you need long hair?"

"Because it looks good."

Ang eline,

The desire to look attractive was something universal.

It seemed like there was no reason to object.

Jay took the phone and ridiculed his son, "Why do you have to look so good?"

Baby Robbie answered, "Daddy, I only want to have a different hairstyle from Jens so people won't mistake us for each other all the time."

Jay rejected. "It's fine if you want a different hairstyle from Jens, but it has to be short and straight."