The Lucky Wife (Jay ares and Rose) novel Chapter 1829

Grand Old Master Yorks let out a long sigh. “Cole, you should learn how to compromise.”

Cole let out a miserable smile.

Angeline once said that nothing in this world was perfect, and it would already be considered a blessing if a person could piece things together to near perfection.

What she did not know, however, was that his life was doomed to be imperfect from the moment he met her.

Even near perfection was a luxury to him.

Château de Selene.

Angeline had a dream. She dreamed that Jay was proposing to her in fluffy wolf pajamas.

She giggled in her dream.

One side of Jay’s mouth rose into a slight smile when he looked at the woman sleeping in his arms giggling so innocently.

“What are you dreaming about? Why do you look so happy?” he said to himself.

Surprisingly, Angeline replied to him, “Jaybie, you look super cute in that wolf pajamas.”

Jay was petrified.

Super cute?

Was she describing him?

He had always been a taciturn man since childhood, and others thought he was cold and unfriendly. On the contrary, Angeline was the only one who never saw him as the lofty Young Master Ares and showed her true self in front of him.

She approached him unscrupulously, yelled at him, and even made a scene without a single care for her image in front of him.

He had cultivated this version of Angeline into a gentle, kind-hearted, and highly-cultured wife and mother.

Jay stroked her delicate eyebrows. “Actually, you can keep being yourself. I like you no matter what.”