Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1208

Sera's tears flowed freely.

She was wrong from the very start.

From the moment Jay chose Angeline, he had already cultivated her to be the perfect person for him.

Angeline was kind, yet not timid.

Independent, but not headstrong.

She was the most suitable person for Jay.

When Jay was strong and capable, she could just submit to him and be concerned about dressing herself.

When Jay was at his lowest point, she could defend his glory even when she was sick.

On the other hand, that desire to enter his heart was the most horrible mistake she made.

Jenson looked at Madam Ares like he was looking at a stray dog.

Madam Ares put her dignity aside and begged him, saying, "Jens, I beg of you to please help Aunt Sera and get her into Grand Asia Hospital. She's still so young. Nothing should happen to her leg, right?”

Jenson's voice was cold and cutting as he questioned

them, "You care so much about her leg, but why didn't I see you being concerned about my mommy's health?”

Madam Ares felt ever so guilty.

She muttered softly, "I was wrong.”

Madam thought that the heart of children would always be soft, so she continued to beg him. "Jens, as your grandmother, can you help this one time?

Please?"

Josephine took out her wallet and removed a card from it. She handed it over to Madam Ares and said," This is my alimony for you. But you cannot stay here i n Imperial Capital because it's Jenson's world now. He hates you so much for harming his daddy and mommy. Sooner or later, he’ll come up with a way to take care of small fry like you."

Madam Ares received the card with trembling hands a s she held onto Sera and left.

As Josephine watched Madam Ares walk away, she suddenly burst into tears.

"Why didn’t you appreciate such a good family? Instead, you tore us apart like this. Why?"

Zayne consoled her, saying, "It's her choice, so let her b e."

When Jenson, Josephine, and the rest arrived at Carefree Garden, Jay was already in the kitchen. He busied himself while Angeline sat in her wheelchair, her expression somewhat solemn.

"Jens, how did you handle those stray dogs?" Angeline asked.

Jenson paused for a moment before he said, "They looked like they meant trouble, so I chased them away."