Sir Ares, Goodnight

Chapter 250

He was so very afraid.

Suddenly, he realized that there was nothing the world could offer that could replace one Angeline Severe.

He would give his riches if that guaranteed a life of bliss for her.

He would give his life if that meant she would make it out of this alive.

As long as she woke, every fight they would have from that moment onwards would be worth it.

Seconds felt like minutes felt like hours as time slowly trickled by like sand in an hourglass.

Jay Ares felt as if an entire century had passed.

Only then did the doors of the Intensive Care Unit opened. Jay Ares took a big step forward to meet the doctor. "How is she?" He asked, both looking forward and afraid of the doctor's evaluation.

"The patient is no longer in life-threatening danger, M r. President."

Hearing him, Jay Ares' frightful expression turned relaxed into a smile.

However, the doctor continued to report, "There are signs of internal bleeding in the patient’s abdomen, NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

which may result in possible infertility. The patient herself had a weak body, which would therefore explain why she fainted for such a long period of time despite not suffering any major injuries."

Jay Ares’ expression grew stern as he took the doctor's advice to heart.

"The patient needs sufficient rest, please make sure she does not overexert herself. She is to avoid negative emotions to prevent the case of Liver Qi Stagnation."

Jay Ares nodded without another word.

His heart sunk lower at every following word. Angeline had been suffering all these years.

She would always look at the world with mirthful optimism, yet secretly nurture and deal with her own wounds in the dark.

He blamed himself. He should have treated her better.

"I understand." Jay Ares replied.

Rose Loyle awoke not too long after being moved into the VIP room.

Her large orbs stared at the ceiling.

The swelling on her bruised face had reduced with the help of her medication, but the sight of her still clenched the hearts of those who saw.

Sitting by the head of the bed, Jay Ares watched her.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind, a penny for your

thoughts?" His voice cracking with unuse.

"Nothing much. Just thinking that perhaps my energy's in disharmony with the Imperial Capital's." She choked out.

Reminded of how every visit to the Imperial Capital had her hitting rock bottom, Jay Ares' heart clenched for her.

After all, she had only ever returned to the Imperial Capital for him.

"We'll get a priest to pray for you when you get better, get rid of some bad luck." His tone tender with sympathy.

Rose’s eyes watered as the memory of Nancy Bell’s words echoed in her mind. ‘Jay Ares hated her, despised her, and disdained the fact that Jenson was her son.'

"It’s alright. When a door closes, a window opens. There will be places for me," she says sadly.

Shocked by her words, Jay Ares felt a large lump of unease settle in his chest.

All sorts of misfortune occurred while she was in the Imperial Capital, and she would always stand her ground when he told her to keep away. "Then I'll have a priest do something about it, but I’m never leaving if it's the last thing I do."

Yet right now, she was suggesting to leave herself.

Just how wronged had she been made to feel to come up with such a decision?