Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 792

The doctor replied, "Genetics increases the tendency o f developing the disorder." Jay grew more concerned about Angeline's condition." How can I prevent it?"

"You must ensure that she stays away from negative emotions as well as prevent her from paying too much attention to her eyes since that might only make the situation worse. In other words, prevent as much priming as possible."

Jay nodded. "Alright."

The maid brought in a bowl of congee for Angeline. However, she brought it out completely untouched a moment later.

Her hunger strike had Jay's concern spiking.

That day, he decided to cook for her himself. He made her a bowl of chicken soup.

As he entered the room with the bowl of chicken soup, Angeline turned to stare at him in shock.

"They said you haven't eaten a grain of anything ever since you woke. What are you trying to do?" While Jay's tone was tinted with a slight ounce of reprimand, it was driven by more of exasperation than anger.

"When will you send me home?" she asked plainly.

The fact that she could not wait to leave him had Jay crying without tears.

He had successfully driven her away.

Yet why did his heart feel like it had been torn apart?

"I'll send you back when you can stand on your own two feet and walk freely. I'll send you back when you can take care of yourself again."

Angeline berated him pitifully, "Please don't treat me so well if you don't have feelings for me anymore. You know I can't reject you."

Jay's attractive eyes dimmed.

He had always been a man of principles. It was not like him to go against them.

Yet with her, he found it difficult. He wanted nothing more than to force himself to leave her, to shorten her pain and rip the bandaid off in one quick go so that she could grow and prosper on her own. However, he found himself wavering every time he read the pain in her eyes. He found himself giving in to her... He let her hope.

Time and time again, the pain he caused cut way deeper than it should have.

Angeline spoke, "I won't think about you anymore, though. So don't worry."

Jay felt the words cut wounds into his heart!

She could throw tantrums and vent whenever she was injured, but he had to stand strong when he got hurt. He needed to be strong like cities of gold and their unbreakable walls. He was her world, after all.

"When are we signing the divorce papers?" she asked.

His hand holding the bowl shook, causing the soup inside to splash onto Jay's unsuspecting hands. A blister instantly appeared.

Even so, his expression remained unfazed and his tone was calm. "I'll have the lawyer send it over in a few days."

Angeline closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh, the weight on her shoulders lifting. "You can bring it back out. I don't have an appetite." Jay turned around and exited the doors.

At that moment, he understood completely the bitterness of being left behind by the person he loved.

It skinned him alive!

He found himself understanding the agony Angeline must have felt then.

His eyes glistened with tears...

As if to prove that she had healed completely and could leave, Angeline went down unprompted to the dining area for dinner.

"You're finally up, Miss Severe." The maid was elated.

Angeline nodded with a courteous reply, "Yeah. Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."

The maid brushed her off. "We didn't do much, though. The young master, however-"

Jay shot the maid a fierce gaze that sent her heart jumping in shock. Quickly, she fled the scene.