Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 992

Jay said mildly, "This isn't his ancestors' fault."

Angeline said in an obstinate and wayward manner, "I don't care. For anyone who hurts you, I'll make sure all nine generations of his family will feel my wrath. I want him to be so filled with regret so that no one will ever harm you in the future."

After Angeline was done treating his wound, she walked to the closet to find him a clean shirt.

What greeted her, however, was an empty closet with a few cheap clothes hanging in it. What was more, the colors and styles were not of his taste.

Angeline said, "These non-mainstream clothes aren't suitable for you."

Jay replied calmly, "My wife bought them."

A hint of heartache flashed through Angeline's eyes. That woman did not know how to appreciate Jaybie's noble and proud elegance aura. It must have been really hard for Jaybie.

Jay yanked the shirt from her hand, then put it on while enduring the sharp pain.

Fortunately, he looked good in anything he wore.

Angeline took the bloodied T-shirt next to her, walked to the washing sink, and started washing it for him.

A touch of helplessness spread in Jay's eyes when he noticed that she had made herself at home.

"You can go home now, Ms. Severe."

Angeline sauntered to him and squatted in front of him very suddenly. She took his hand in hers and said in a voice that sounded almost like she was pleading with him, "Don't push me away, Brother Ben, okay?"

Jay said cruelly, "It's not appropriate for you to stay here."

Angeline raised her teary eyes and said while choking with sobs, "I like you, Brother Ben."

Jay's good-looking face stiffened up. "I know.

"You confess to me every day, proclaiming it to the whole world almost like you're banging the drums and sounding the trumpets. It's really naive of you to pursue someone in such a high-profile way." Angeline automatically filtered every dissatisfaction and discontent he had just expressed.

"I'm worried about you staying here alone. The fishermen are always finding faults with you and harming you in all sorts of ways. I can't eat or sleep well when I think about how unsafe you are. "Come and work with me, Brother Ben. Just take it as though you're repaying me the 100 million I paid to help you out of trouble?"

Jay was furious the moment she mentioned the 100

million.

"Are you nuts? Why do we still need police if you're so obedient to the kidnapper?"

Angeline stared at him with resentment.

She felt so aggrieved that tears welled up in her eyes.

"I was just worried about your safety."

Somewhere in Jay's ice-cold heart, a part of it was slowly warming up.

Despite that, he had always been a person who was rational and clear-headed.

"Thank you for lending me the money, Ms. Severe, but I ... really can't stay with you. This is for your own good."

Angeline burst into tears and lamented, saying, "How do you know if your so-called for my own good isn't a dose of poison?" Jay fell silent.

Angeline said again, "I know that as a gentleman, you won't respond to my feelings. But I just want you to know that there's a woman in this world who may understand you better than your wife and loves you more than you love yourself. It's just a pity that the heavens have failed to show her favor and made both of you star-crossed lovers. I'm just trying to protect the man I love, Brother Ben! I won't force you to make a choice against your will! So don't feel bad about me either."

Jay said, "Since we're star-crossed lovers, Ms. Severe, we should learn to accept our fate. Humans are called advanced species because we have the willpower to make choices that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages."

Jay paused and said, "I have a good wife at home, and I won't do anything to hurt her. You're not wrong to fall for me, Ms. Severe, but you're wrong when you fail to control your emotions and allow them to develop."

Angeline was discouraged by how decisive he was at rejecting her.

"Fine, if this is the life you want to live, then I will leave."

She got up to her feet while shaking and left with longing, reluctant eyes.