Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1646

The two chatted for a while, but Jay was the one speaking most of the time while Angeline merely listened. In Jay’s opinion, time flew during enjoyable moments like this.

After all, this was the first time Angeline allowed him t o embrace her without displaying any strong resistance.

The cooker in the kitchen made a beep. Jay placed Angeline on the couch, scooped out a bowl of oats, and let it cool down to the right temperature before bringing it to Angeline to feed her.

Angeline ate a tiny bowl and would occasionally let out hiccups. Fortunately, though, she did not vomit. Jay breathed a sigh of relief.

One could not function properly on an empty stomach. Back then, Angeline would spit out everything she ate and he would get really anxious about it. Seeing how she could now eat a tiny bowl full of food and not spit anything out, Jay felt as though he had seen the dawn of victory.

Right now, Angeline was just as weak as a newborn baby to him. He served her while feeling like he was treading on thin ice, afraid that he would make a mistake.

It did not take long for Angeline to start feeling drowsy. Jay took her to bed and she fell asleep immediately.

Jay sat next to her and stared at her face as she slept soundly. He felt tenderness toward her. It had been a long time since Angeline last slept so soundly. It seemed like it was necessary for him to take her out for a walk every day.

A few minutes later, a painful expression emerged on Angeline’s delicate face. When Jay saw how she twisted her body, the fleeting moment of peace in his heart was gone and his heart became filled with sharp thorns again. Why were the heavens so cruel to Angeline?

It had been a whole month since Angeline last had a good sleep.

"You should go, Jaybie. I can't be with you anymore," Angeline muttered in pain.

As Jay listened to those words, he felt as though all the thorns were pushed further into his heart, nailing his love for Angeline to the cross as a thousand arrows penetrated his heart. He was in so much pain that even his bone marrow began quivering.

Angeline suddenly stretched out her hand, and ever so slightly like a feather streaking across the night sky, it fell on Jay's dark and flowy hair.

When she saw how exhausted and helpless he was, she felt sorry for the sacrifices he had made. Tears of guilt flowed out of her eyes.

That day, she spent an inexplicably long time awake. She stroked Jay's head gently as though she was stroking a beloved treasure.

Jay was so exhausted that he had fallen asleep on her body.

Angeline put his windbreaker on his back and fell asleep again. This time, it was a peaceful one.

Jay woke up midway and returned to the single bed next to him to lie down. When he woke up the next day, he saw Angeline sitting on the opposite bed glaring resentfully at him.