The Lucky Wife (Jay ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1297

Shirley held back her tears. She knew that she had become Angeline’s substitute.

When Cole reached out to switch on the lights, Shirley held his hand tightly.

Thinking that she was probably shy, a blissful smile emerged on his dashing face.

He helped her get dressed and kissed her gently on the side of her lips. "I love you, Angeline.

"I’ll see you tomorrow."

Having said that, he got up and walked out the door.

Shirley sat up in exhaustion, feeling somewhat at a loss for a moment. When she remembered that Angeline was still lying under the bed, she reached out to wipe her tears away. Her helpless eyes regained their unwavering vigor.

Outside the door.

When Zayne and Josephine saw Cole, they pounced at him furiously.

Josephine slapped Cole in the face, whereas Zayne sent Cole flying with his kicks… They were infuriated.

When the Corvettes saw their young master being treated like that, they pulled out their weapons and aimed them at Zayne and Josephine's heads.

Cole clambered to his feet and said, "Let them go."

When they heard some noise coming from the house, Zayne and Josephine rushed inside. Sis Shirley had already pulled Angeline out from under the bed. Angeline lay limply on Sis Shirley’s body, tears pouring from her eyes.

Guilt and self-blame were gnawing at her heart.

Zayne and Josephine had obviously gotten the wrong idea. They thought that Angeline had been bullied.

"Angeline… Angeline... " Zayne nearly collapsed.

Shirley, on the other hand, looked calm when she said, "Angeline is fine."

Zayne and Josephine immediately came around. If Angeline was fine, that would mean that Sis Shirley was the one hurt.

Carson looked at Cole's eyes that had turned bloodshot as a result of anger and reminded him cautiously. "Spencer is your father, Young Master."

Cole said furiously, "If he isn’t my dad, then I would’ve broken into Tender Village by now and hung him up in front of the mountain gates until he turns into a dried old bacon.”

Carson's eyelids twitched violently. Both father and son were definitely enemies in their past life. This was especially true when they harmed each other.

Spencer got out of the bed. When he heard his son say that he was going to hang him up until he turned into a dried piece of old bacon, he was so furious that his complexion turned ashen.

He pushed the covers aside, put on his clothes, and walked out with his hands behind his back. There was a sullen look on his face.

"You ungrateful b*stard, Cole. For so many years I’ve watched you stay single. That’s why I decided to help you get laid. Not only do you not appreciate your father’s good intentions, but you even want to hang me on the gates… Why do I have such an ungrateful son?”

Cole was furious. "You b*stard. How could you use such shameless means to set Angeline and me up?"

Instead of getting mad, Spencer laughed instead and asked enthusiastically, "So? How did it go?”