Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 2332

Baby Robbie was dilly-dallying as he refused to accept punishment. Whitney grew frustrated from this and raised her fist to land it in front of him while warning him, "Are you still not going to run?" Baby Robbie rolled his eyes at her. "I'm a mighty and unbending person. No matter how much you threaten me, it's useless."

Whitney smiled slyly. "So you're not running? I might as well start beating your face up and turn you into a pig head. Let's see how you'll try to pick up any girls in the future."

Baby Robbie stepped back and pointed at Whitney angrily. "You're the vilest woman!"

In a fit of anger, Whitney waved her fist at Baby Robbie as fiercely as a tiger. The speed was as fast as lightning, and Baby Robbie was stunned on the spot. Yet, his honey-like tongue saved him at the critical moment.

"Sister-in-law!"

Whitney's fist stopped one millimeter away from his nose, and she asked in surprise, "What did you just call me?"

Baby Robbie moved her fist away and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I'm not Jenson."

Whitney was baffled at this.

"Then who are you?"

At this moment, Whitney examined Baby Robbie all over only to realize that there were slight discrepancies between this brat in front of him and Jens.

The outer corners of this kid's eyes were raised slightly more and he was born with a smiling face. This was quite in line with his chattiness and amiable characteristics. As for Jens, he was colder and composed with deep unfathomable eyes.

Baby Robbie looked at Whitney and smiled. "You're not a dunce, are you? My name's Robert Ares."

Whitney was immensely dumbfounded at the moment.

"I thought that Jens was just a nickname and Robert is your actual birth name. I never expected the two of you to be two different people."

Robert chuckled at her words. If Jens heard that Whitney thought his name was a nickname, his face would probably turn incredibly gloomy. Whitney suddenly widened her eyes. "Wait, so the part about you having dissociative identity disorder was a lie?"

Baby Robbie nodded.

"Then where's my Jens?" Whitney asked.

"I don't know if I'm supposed to tell you," said Baby Robbie in a low voice.

Whitney clenched her fists again. Her voice was sweet and pleasant, but it was wrapped in ice when she said, "Since you brothers look so alike, recognized the wrong person. So how about I ruin your face? It'll be easier to tell you apart in the future."

Baby Robbie covered his face and looked at the shedevil in fear. "You're going to hit me? Even my brother doesn't hit me. If you lay a finger on me, my brother will dump you. Upon hearing this, Whitney lowered her fists resentfully.

Since she could not use force, she might as well try to be kind.

She hooked her arm around Baby Robbie's shoulder and said with a smile, "Robbie, as long as you tell me your brother's whereabouts, I won't punish you anymore in the future. Which girl do you fancy? I'll help you get her. How about it?"

Baby Robbie looked at Whitney, who was suddenly gentle and considerate. He touched her forehead, "Are you sick, Ms. Cornelius? You're much more suitable as a tigress."

Whitney smiled and said, "Don't worry. I won't lose my temper with you anymore. After all, we'll be a family in the future. Since Jens loves his little brother so much, then I'll love you as a brother too."

Baby Robbie's handsome face started twitching violently.

She was losing herself because of love.

How much did she love Jens exactly?

"Do you like my brother?"

"Of course. When I was in Legendary Youth Academy, I fell for him the moment I laid my eyes on him. After so many years, I've been living only for Jens."

Baby Robbie shook his head. "Jens probably doesn't like a girl who humbles herself to this extent because of love, right?"

Whitney said

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believe that as someone with my

ingenuity and perseverance, bwon't be able to get Jens."

Baby Robbie was dumbfounded.

Was there any correlation between love and one's character?