Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1253

Jay embraced Angeline in his arms, and they soon arrived at the terminal.

Apart from private transport, going to Peach Blossom County would require them to take public transport at the terminal.

It was a six-hour journey from the terminal to Peach Blossom County. Furthermore, the way there was precarious and winding. The trembling and shaking made Josephine dizzy as she had never ridden public transport before.

"Hubby, I'm about to die. I feel so faint all of a sudden ..." Josephine cried out.

After that, she puked profusely. Zayne patted her back as he hollered, "Are you alright, darling? Don’t scare m e please."

Jay looked at them in disdain. "It's just motion sickness. She won't die from that. Stop overreacting.”

Zayne was holding the trash bag that contained Josephine's puke with no idea how to dispose of it. Jay's face almost turned charcoal-black out of disgust. "Throw that away for God’s sake. Are you going to save it for Christmas?"

Zayne quickly opened the window and threw the bag

into the cliff down below.

After an hour of the car trembling and shaking around, Angelina said, "Jay... Hubby, I think I'm feeling a little dizzy too."

Angelina was used to calling him Jaybie, so she still had not gotten used to calling him another name so suddenly.

The look on Jay's face became awful. His voice sounded anxious as he said, "Darling Angel, lay down o n my lap. You’ll feel better."

Angelina puked the very moment she lay on his lap.

Jay was not fast enough to open a plastic bag for her, s o he held her vomit in his hand instead.

Zayne turned around and saw Jay holding stinky vomit in his hand, but that handsome face of his did not contort one bit. Instead, he was anxiously looking over at Angelina.

Jay looked at Angeline whose face was blanched all over. He felt bad for her and unleashed his fury onto Zayne. "I told all of you to rest before making the trip here, but you were afraid that you would not be in time to witness the snow here. Now that you've seen i t, eat it then! What are you whining about?”

Zayne looked at the snowing sky and stuttered, "The snow is beautiful, but it's sorrowfully beautiful."

Jay picked on him again. "Sit here, then. I'll ask someone to bring you a violin and you can play' Winter Sonata' here. I can guarantee you that you

won't have to worry about going hungry anymore."

Zayne stood up and muttered, "Is there a beggar who looks as good as I do? One look and you can tell that I'm a nobleman.”

Nobody paid any attention to him.

They had yet to find a hotel in Peach Blossom County.