Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 340

Had he

She must be overthinking. How could he be worried about her? If anything, he was merely worried that his children would lose their mommy.

Tapping on the messages application, she found a message from Josephine Ares. 'Sister-in-law, Jay's been admitted into Grand Asia's ICU. Please take care of him for me.'

"How could this be?" Rose stared at the day the message was sent. That was three days ago!

Unease began to dwell in Rose's chest.

Fear filled her heart.

For a man who held himself with such indifference, just how much despair had he felt to drive himself to the point of lying in ICU?

She felt an unexpected clench in her heart.

Tears began to stream freely down her cheeks.

Suddenly, she dropped to her knees. Clasping her hands together, Rose prayed. "Please, God. Please, let him go. Exchange my life for his. Exchange my health for his. Exchange my fortune for his. Take my peace, safety, my health in exchange for his good health."

However, nothing she did seemed to placate the

anxiety within her. In a daze, Rose rushed outside.

Reaching Grand Asia Hospital, she was met with the sight of Josephine waving at someone inside Jay's Rolls-Royce. "Take care, Jay. Rest well."

The weight on Rose's chest lifted.

His life was no longer in danger.

Turning around, she walked away slowly.

The Rolls-Royce roared as it suddenly sped past her.

Rose was stunned...

Was that not a little too impolite?

He had just gotten better and now he was being arrogant again?

Bidding the Rolls-Royce farewell, Josephine turned back to enter Grand Asia's medical department.

Walking straight to the supreme VIP hospital room, her heart hurt at the sight of the handsome man lying on the bed. Linked to a saline drip, the frowning man had slimmed a considerable amount. "Brother." Sitting by the hospital bed, Josephine reached out to support his hand with hers.

Josephine's tears fell freely as she stared at the myriad of little spots left by needles on the back of his bruised hand.

"Seriously. You know you can't drink alcohol, so why did you?"

Jay blearily opened his eyes to reveal orbs that reminded one of the night sky. "Don't worry. This won't kill me," he forced out the words weakly.

"Just what happened between you and Sister-in-law, Jay? This is such a big incident. Why hasn't she come to see you?" Josephine asked gloomily.

"You told her about me?"

Josephine nodded. "Hearing about what happened to you shocked me. So I impulsively told her that you were sick without giving it much thought." Josephine was ashamed as she thought of how her impudence could have brought trouble to Ares Enterprises' doorstep.

"I'm sorry, Brother. I shouldn't have disclosed your medical situation."

The light in Jay's sharp eyes dimmed inexplicably.

She knew he was sick, then.

It had been three days. He had spent every moment thinking about her.

Even in the face of death, she was the only thing he could not let go of.

It was thanks to this yearning and this fear that she would be left to fend for herself alone that he managed to pull himself out of the grasps of death with the sheer force of will.

All while she hated him with every fiber of her being.

Did she even need him at all?

Slightly saddened, Josephine uttered, "I asked her to take care of you. Looks like I entrusted the wrong person."

"It's alright. She might not disclose it to the public."

He may not believe Rose Loyle, but he trusted Angeline Severe.

Even if she had given up on loving him again for every abominable thing he did to her in the past, he trusted that she would keep safe the love they shared during their youths instead of wiping out the love he had for her.

She would never harm him.