Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 950

Despite that, a stubborn and obstinate voice rang out i n her heart. "Angeline Severe, do you think you can give up on him?"

Her answer was firm and solid. "No, I'll never give up o n him. Never-"

Jay sat gloomily on the bed. His stomach problems had recurred. He covered his cramping stomach with one hand as cold sweat seeped out of his forehead. His face was turning abnormally pale.

His mysophobia would be triggered almost every day i n the past few years, causing him to vomit frequently and weakening his constitution even more. In addition to that, he was on the verge of collapsing as h e had not been able to eat well, sleep well, and even had to do physical labor lately.

Now that he had fallen into the hands of this shedevil, he knew that he was not going to last.

After looking around this unfamiliar yet luxurious room, a self-deprecating smile lifted the corners of his mouth. This seemed to be a good place to die.

Angeline pushed the door in and stood in front of him, staring at him with no emotions on her face.

After seeing his pale face, a flash of panic emerged in Angeline’s eyes. She strolled over to him, then reached out and touched his forehead, realizing that it was ice

cold.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?" she asked.

Jay looked at her coldly, a touch of surprise in his eyes. He seemed to be able to make out the concern in her eyes. This must be an illusion, right?

"I'm a little hungry," he said unexpectedly.

Angeline turned around and went to the kitchen.

She made him a deft bowl of chicken soup and brought it to him.

When Jay saw the light and comforting chicken soup i n front of him, he suddenly had an appetite.

His stomach could no longer stand the spicy and oily lunch boxes he had been eating at the construction site lately.

Unfortunately, Jay's left hand was handcuffed, leaving him with only his right hand. He had no idea how he was going to hold the bowl and drink the soup with just one hand.

After all, he did not have the guts to ask this she-devil for a favor like that.

Just as he was hesitating, Angeline scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth.

Jay felt extremely uneasy.