Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 616

Angeline replied smoothly, "Weren't you the one who wanted me to leave?"

Jay refuted roughly, "If you want to leave, then get to it. You're an eyesore!"

He felt himself go mad. Just because he had told her to, she would obediently follow his words? Then why had she not listened so obediently when he begged her to stay and to never leave him alone? What a difficult person to live with.

Forcing her to stay by him would only worsen his already horrible mood.

Angeline felt the corners of her eyes sour. She suddenly flopped into the chair next to the bed.

She did not want to leave at all.

To convince the president to change his mind, Angeline decided to show her special skill. "I can't leave yet, Mr. President. The situation at home isn't very good. My husband's sick and it costs a lot to pay for his medication and his care worker. Not to mention the kids... I still have to pay their school fees too. My family will be done for if you fire me."

Every smidge of despair within Jay vanished at her plea to stay.

The familiar frost in his eyes began to thaw as well.

"What's wrong with your husband?" he could not help but ask.

Angeline had never expected such a question from the ever-so reticent Jay. Stunned, she stammered, "My husband has-"

Sparing Jay's legs a glance, Angeline had an idea. "My husband can't get it up. You know what I mean, right? As in like, he can't continue his bloodline." Jay's expression immediately darkened.

Just because his legs were crippled did not mean he was crippled between them too.

Did she not understand the 'wane and wax' of life?

She had no idea how much self-restraint it cost him to see her every day.

However, Angeline only slipped deeper into character.

"Due to that, my husband's been feeling inferior and keeps suggesting for a divorce. However, I love my husband and he needs to know that I won't ever leave him no matter what." Once again, Jay felt every inch of displeasure vanish a t her 'I love my husband'.

He reached out an arm. "Help me up."

Angeline stood and supported him by the arm.

"Is there something you'd like to do, Mr. President?"

Jay stared at her. Tear tracks were still evident around the corners of her twinkling eyes, looking especially lovely.

She was absolutely delectable!

Jay gulped. "How do you know your husband can't continue his bloodline?"

Angeline's eyes fell on his legs. If even his long legs were crippled, it should be the same for the rest, right?

As if reading her thoughts, Jay spoke, "As long as a man can still think, he will only think with his d*ck. I'd suggest you satisfy your man well before he decides to look elsewhere." Angeline gulped.

He was fine?

Thus, he too...

"What would you do if you thought with your d*ck, Mr. President?"

Jay's lips twitched as he replied with a double entendre, "Aren't you my care worker? You should know what to do, right?"