Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1602

It was up until she no longer had the strength to toss and turn. She was no longer fighting back as she lay o n the bed, her breathing thin as silk.

She stubbornly exhausted herself and weakly told Sis Shirley, "I may not have much time left, Sis Shirley. I'll have to tell you a couple of things before I die."

Shirley knelt before the bed, her face drenched in tears. "Lil Angeline, please don't think that way. You'll be fine. How about I call Jay over, okay?"

Angeline refused her firmly. "No. Don't let him know about my current condition. If I die, don't let him see m y remains and tell him that I passed on peacefully. That way, he'll feel much better.

"Also, Sis Shirley, I'm truly sorry I can't keep you company.”

After finishing her sentences, Angeline lost consciousness.

Shirley wailed aloud, lamenting to the heavens, while Mrs. Yorks kept her composure. She placed her ear on Angelina's heart and said, "Shirley, she’s not dead. Her breathing is steady as well. Her anxiety must've triggered all kinds of unrealistic hallucinations."

Shirley was immediately relieved.

After the intense shock, Shirley's stomach felt slightly abnormal, as if contractions would occur at any time.

Mrs. Yorks was an experienced person, so she noted," I think you're about to give birth, Shirley. We have to make some preparations in advance."

Shirley looked at Angeline, who was tortured by her illness, and thought it was indeed not the right time to have a baby.

However, whatever one was terrified of would always come first.

After Angeline lay heavily sick in bed for a week, she had entirely accepted that she would now be permanently paralyzed for the following second half o f her life. Just then, Sis Shirley's water broke.

Mrs. Yorks was panicky as she exclaimed, "What do w e do? Shirley, it's dangerous for the child once your water breaks. You'll have to go to the hospital in town as soon as possible."

Once Angeline heard that Sis Shirley was in danger, she mustered up the strength that came out of nowhere to sit up. It was as if she could no longer feel the pain in her body as she staggered into the living room after putting her clothes on.

Mrs. Yorks was utterly moved. Angeline was such a good kid. If she were her daughter-in-law, she would love Angeline to bits.

Why did she have to end up being the daughter-in-law of that evil wench, Chloe Yorks?

When the baby’s cries were heard, Angeline showed a smile on her face.

"She did it. My sister gave birth.”

She started hopping around like a child.

The doctors and nurses walking around the hospital were all looking at Angeline attentively. She was still i n her pajamas and windbreaker while her long hair was messy, greasy, and stuck together.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Yorks shared the joy of being promoted to a grandmother.