Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 890

Jay's wheelchair stopped under the tower. He was only lost in thought for a moment before he turned around and headed back.

Finn said in surprise, "President Ares, aren't you going to visit Grand Old Master Ares?"

Jay said, "No, I'll move back to Tourmaline Estate after I'm done dealing with the things at hand.”

Angeline received a text message from Jay. 'Come to Garden Of A Diary.'

However, the simple sentence made Angeline think it dirty.

Did he need her to solve his psychological needs?

As Angeline was hesitating about how to reply to the text, Baby Robbie suddenly ran in. He head-butted into his Mommy's arms and said coyly, "Mommy, Uncle Zayne has booked a flight for 1 PM today. We're leaving Swallow City. Mommy, I'll miss you."

Angeline hugged Baby Robbie and smiled softly. "Son, Mommy can't accompany you to the competition, but Mommy believes in you. You’ve never let Mommy down. You’re the best."

Baby Robbie’s alluring eyes bloomed with confidence. " Okay. Mommy, I won’t let you down. I’ll defeat all the

opponents. I'll have all of them surrender to me."

"While victory is important, your life is even more so. Remember Mommy’s words."

"Okay.” Baby Robbie nodded.

Zayne walked in hurriedly and urged, saying, "Baby Robbie, it's late. Hurry up."

Angeline stood up and sent Baby Robbie downstairs.

Zayne then held Baby Robbie and got into the car.

He was reluctant to put Baby Robbie down.

Baby Robbie leaned over the back of the car seat. He saw Mommy standing there like a tree stump, unmoving.

Baby Robbie moved his head right to Zayne’s front, his two puppy dog eyes staring at Zayne intently.

"You're crying."

Zayne wiped his tears casually. "Okay, I’m crying. I hate having to part with my wife."

Baby Robbie sighed. "Every time when my dad misses Mommy, his face seems to look as if he had emerged from an ice cellar. It's so cold that it’d even snow in June. We're all afraid to talk to him. But you cry when you miss your wife."

Baby Robbie shook his head. "Marriage is too scary. When I grow up, I don't want to fall head over heels with a woman and lose myself."

Zayne suddenly felt that this was a very bad start, so h e painstakingly persuaded Baby Robbie. "Marriage is good. There's someone to warm the bed when the weather is cold.”

"An electric blanket is better. I can switch it on and off as I please,” Baby Robbie said with a pout.

Zayne,