Jay's eyes were filled with distress. "Let her go."
Seeing that the president was here, the nurses released Angeline.
"Get out," Jay ordered in a deep voice.
He felt particularly heartbroken when he saw how roughly the nurses were treating Angeline.
The nurses left in apprehension.
Angeline curled up on the ground, and when she clambered to her feet again, Jay rushed up to her in just a few steps. He held her tightly in his arms, muttering in agony...
"Baby, I know you’re in a lot of pain, but let me stay and talk to you, okay?"
Immediately, Angeline found a place to set down her anxiety and unease. Jay’s presence had given her a sense of security. When she finally eased up, she realized that energy had completely seeped out of her.
She fell limply into Jay's arms.
Jay held her tenderly, stroking her head lovingly with his big hands. He coaxed her like he was coaxing a baby. "Don't be afraid, I’ll be by your side always. I’ll never leave you."
Angeline looked at him with misty eyes, suddenly reaching out to stroke Jay's face. It felt like she was having an illusion. Jaybie had already divorced her, had he not?
Why was Jaybie by her side instead of storming away angrily?
She was pretty sure this was not him.
With trembling hands, she stroked his eyes, his nose, and then his mouth. Jay thought Angelina's actions were a tad strange and said incessantly, "I'm Jaybie, baby."
Angeline smiled suddenly. Yes, only Jaybie would call her that. That was what Jaybie called her every time she was ill, helpless, and in tears.
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