Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose) novel Chapter 994

Angeline hung up the phone in a hurry for fear that she would reveal her emotions.

Jay stared at his phone in a daze.

Why did she not say anything after giving him a call?

He tossed his phone aside and lay on the bed. Even so, Jay started to feel a little uneasy.

Eventually, he got up irritably, picked up the coat next to him, and walked outside.

Marilyn walked out of the bedroom and asked with concern, "Darling, where are you going this late at night?"

Jay was stumped. What was he doing?

A responsible man was not supposed to worry about other women besides his own wife.

"I'm going downstairs to get some fresh air." He was in an irritable mood.

A bitter smile emerged on Marilyn's beautiful face. She walked up to Jay and looked up at him. Using her keen intuition as a woman, she admonished her husband who was attempting to cheat on her.

"Darling, they said that you grew close to a rich and influential woman, is that true?" Marilyn's interrogation sounded so tender and weak.

For a moment, Jay did not know how to answer her.

Yes and no was no longer the correct answer to this question.

Take how uneasy and worried he was about Angeline earlier, for example. He knew his heart was moving closer to her.

He was not someone who knew how to lie.

"I'll cut off all contact with her. Don’t worry." His gaze looked firm and decisive.

Marilyn broke out in a grin. "I'm glad to hear that."

Jay looked at the innocent-looking Marilyn and made up his mind to never let a dazzling and splendid woman like Angeline go anywhere near her. Marilyn was equipped with no ability whatsoever to compete with her or fight with her. She had nothing but him, her husband, who was the only one who could protect her.

Jay said softly, "Go to bed. I'll take you and Tiger to the mall tomorrow to buy some new clothes."

Even so, Josephine did not feel entirely hopeless. "My brother likes you, Angeline. We’re talking about the sort of love that’s etched into the bones. As soon as his memory recovers, I guarantee that he’ll throw everything away and return to your side."

"But what if his memory never recovers?" Angeline was swayed by her gains and losses.

"He’s an honest and upright man. He’ll never abandon his current wife," Angeline said dejectedly.

With that, Josephine fell silent.

That made Angeline even more depressed.

The boundless night carried the rustle of autumn, creeping into the screen window and carrying a trace of coolness to the person lying on the bed.

Angeline was so cold that she sat up on the bed.

Worried that Josephine would catch a cold, Angeline groped her way to the closet and took out a quilt.

When she returned to bed, she went the wrong way by accident and hit the door.