Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 625

Angeline just picked up the phone and the soft voice of a man came from the other end of the line. "Darling, guess who I am?"

"Damn, I would recognize you even if you were reduced to ash. Peter. It's you!" Angeline remembered Mr. Peter's voice very vividly because it was he who accompanied her through her dark times. "Then do you know where I am right now?" Peter's voice was laced with dissatisfaction.

Angeline was his client, but she ran off before the healing stage was complete. Just so that Angelina's face would not collapse and fall apart later on, Peter came all the way to Imperial City to continue his service to her.

Angeline already sensed what he was getting at, she said with surprise, "You're in Imperial City?"

"Pinnacle Hotel, get your *ss here right now," said Peter.

Angeline looked at the maelstrom that was going on outside, "Can we make it tomorrow?"

Peter was agitated, "I came from so far away just to see you and now you're making demands? I only have six hours, it's all up to you." *Slam*

He slammed down on the phone with much fury.

Angeline made a face at the phone and muttered," Since you came all the way to see me, I'll give you some face."

Then, she opened up the wardrobe and began picking her clothes.

In the bedroom, Jay had a cold aura surrounding him.

A man wanted to take her out this late into the night and she agreed without hesitation?

Even the weather outside could not stop her from seeing this man?

He stared at her, looking at her beaming with joy, picking at her clothes with much attention, a sudden anxiety overcame him.

Angeline changed her clothes and walked out of the room. It was just a jumper skirt with a sweater over it. In Jay's eyes, however, that white skirt completed with the pink sweater seemed like her own masterpiece.

Jay gripped at the handle of the wheelchair with so much force like he was gripping at that b*stard, not letting go until it was torn to pieces.

Angeline walked over to Jay and asked tenderly, "Mr. President, I'll help you onto the bed!"

Jay still had that aura of coldness lingering about him, he looked at her with a chilling gaze, "You're going out?"

Angeline nodded, "Mm."

It was nothing more than a word without any description that came along with it whatsoever, and it made Jay's brows furrow.

A chatterbox like her who gave him such a simple answer made him feel that something was off.

He didn't press further. Instead, he said calmly, "I'm going to rest."

Angeline squatted and lifted him onto the bed. Every time she did that, she was very careful and mindful about it. It was as if he was an expensive vase and she treated him with extra care. Just when her hands left his body, Jay suddenly grasped her hand, "Warm my bed for me?"

Angeline shuddered.

A spark of joy flashed beneath her eye. The thing is, she thought of how long her face went without an examination, so she could only suppress her delight.

"Tomorrow, Mr. President. I'll warm your bed tomorrow."

Jay let go of her hand, dismay surfaced from within his eyes.

Angeline pulled the covers over him, turned off the lights, and left quietly.

In the darkness, Jay's eyes emanated a chilling gaze. He took out his phone and sent a text to Storm. "Send the care worker off. Also, find out who she's meeting up with."

Angeline walked out of Fragrant Vessel Court, the howling winds almost tore the umbrella out of her hands. Angeline gritted her teeth furiously, "Goddamit Peter, you timed this pretty well, arriving at Imperial City just when the weather's this terrible. You're a bad omen."

Storm drove the Rolls Royce over to Angeline, "Miss care worker, Mr. President asked me to send you off. Get in the car!"

Although they knew that the President's care worker was actually his wife, he never admitted it, so they dared not address her as such.

Angeline got inside.