Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1608

However, she regretted it almost immediately afterward.

Jay's face was so important, yet she hit it without a second thought. She succeeded in getting her revenge on Chloe, but she ended up hurting Jay in the process as well.

She had wounded the man she loved the most, and this man was the person who had continuously spoiled her lovingly.

By slapping him in the face, she had also felt a stab in her heart.

Mrs. Yorks looked at Angeline’s overly thin arms and thought that Angelina was preventing Jay from seeing her current unsightly appearance. She tried to gently comfort her, saying, "I've asked Cole to send me some money, Angeline. We can hire a nanny now so that you can take a good rest. Once your body recovers, Jay wouldn't feel so heartbroken anymore when he sees how healthy and round you look when you return to Imperial Capital."

Angeline glanced at her skinny self and nodded in a lonesome manner. "I really should eat more."

While Shirley was still in her postpartum period, Mrs.

Yorks went over to the nearby farm to get some free-range eggs and chicken. She would come home and make chicken dishes for both Shirley and Angeline.

Angeline often hugged Mrs. Yorks and acted coquettishly around her. "You're feeding me too well, Aunt Crystal.”

Mrs. Yorks replied, "Nonsense. You're so skinny now. Even an outsider like me would be distressed just looking at you. Won’t Jay feel heartbroken seeing you i n this state?"

Angeline placed a bowl of chicken broth on the table, yet she had no appetite for it.

She tried her best to resist her anxiety disorder. Even though it allowed her to gain back basic mobility, every night, the pain in her muscles made her wish she were dead.

Since it was challenging for her to get a good rest at night, she had lost an enormous amount of weight in the blink of an eye.

There were a couple of times when she could no longer hold on and began to self-harm. She used the pain of slicing her skin open to cover up the pain from her muscle fibers. The situation was the epitome of the saying, robbing Peter to pay Paul.