Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 689

After the outburst with the grand old master, Jay no longer found Tourmaline Estate worth staying at. He returned to Garden Of A Diary with his three children in tow. That night, he locked himself away drawing in the study.

The next morning, Storm found him asleep in the wheelchair as he called the other to eat.

The ground around Jay was covered with artworks, each a portrait of Angeline Severe.

Storm picked them up and placed them gently on the study table.

The children took breakfast to stare inquisitively at their daddy.

They felt that their daddy had for some reason reverted to his icy indifference.

"Where's Miss care worker, Daddy?" Baby Robbie asked curiously.

"She's been fired. She won't be coming back again," Jay replied calmly.

Jenson's hands paused mid-cut, and the corners of his eyes reddened slightly. "Where is she, Daddy?" "I don't know," Jay replied.

Jenson flung the knife and fork in his hands away. "I'm full."

Understanding that Jenson was throwing a tantrum, Jay paid him no heed.

Instead, he placed his bowl and chopsticks down and opted to escape.

"Daddy needs to work today. Be good and listen to your teacher at home, okay?"

With that, Jay quickly left the house.

The Rolls-Royce sped on the roads.

Jay pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve the ache in his head, feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted from the turn of events.

As for Angeline, he would do his best to suppress his longing for her, something that was already far from his capability. Not to mention the kids... They needed a mother. The Rolls-Royce arrived at Grand Asia, and Jay was met with the sight he most feared.

Like the Amah Rock, Angeline stood quietly at the doors. She must have seen Jay's car, for she began to approach it.

Jay grew frantic. It had taken a lot to harden his heart enough to reject her. Her continuous provocations would surely have him breaking down sooner or later.

"Ignore her, Storm." Jay refused to throw all his hard work out the window.

Storm made a turn to leave, only to have Angeline running toward them without a care.

Thank goodness for Storm's reflexes, for his emergency break was the only thing keeping Angeline from flying from the impact.

"Shit! Does she have a death wish?" Jay scolded with a tightened jaw as he felt his soul leave his body from the shock.

Angeline stood in front of the car and stared quietly at Jay.

She refused to stop unless Jay decided to alight the car and explain clearly to her.

Jay frowned. 'Why is she so stubborn?'

The two arrived at an impasse and passersby began to surround them.

Endless criticisms drifted in the air.

"Come, look. This is the oldest Miss Severe who was rumored to have gone missing nine years ago. I heard people say both she and Master Ares used to be childhood lovers. What a shame that Master Ares married the illegitimate child of the Loyle family while she was missing. Miss Severe must be angry, so she must be trying to pursue him again."

"They were the right people at the wrong time. It must be fate. It would be pointless to force anything."

"It's been nine years. Even the strongest feelings would have faded away."

"Master Ares doesn't even want to get out of the car. It's obvious that he doesn't like her anymore."

Angeline stated at Jay through the transparent windscreen. The two pairs of eyes locked, but in Jay's eyes was a strong indifference.

Angeline's were filled with begrudging.

"Come down," Angeline yelled at him.

Jay replied coldly, "Forgive my inconvenience."

Angeline's pupils contracted in anger. "I'll repeat myself one more time. Come down."

Storm unfastened his seatbelt only to have Jay's hand land atop his. He shook his head.

He was adamant about humiliating Angeline.

After all, it was impossible to have her give up without a bit of a bitter deterrence.