Chapter 1489
Darkness enveloped Mount Pearl.
Jay and Angeline looked at the dark sky, both of them silently worrying about their child-Jenson.
Angeline nestled in Jay''s arms and said with sorrow," Jaybie, I finally understand why you kept it a
secret from all of us and fought Doomsday alone back then."
Jay’s mind wandered back to a few years ago when he kept a secret from all of his close rtives
and faced Doomsday alone...
Dying was easy, actually. Cutting off ties with his family was not. It was especially hard when he was
expected to give up on his and Angelina''s rtionship.
Angelina''s voice gently tugged on Jay''s heartstrings in the quiet night.
"If I could trade my life for everyone''s safety, I believe I''d do the same. I shouldn''t have med you
back then, Jaybie," Angeline said tearfully.
Jay pulled her closer and murmured affectionately, "T o be honest, Angeline, I regretted it. I
regretted it the moment I was an inch away from death. I regretted leaving you behind and sending
you to face the storm alone."
Angelina''s eyes turned slightly pink. Shemanded
domineeringly, "Don’t leave me behind ever again."
Jay held her close, his voice hoarse. "Okay."
Military intelligence division.
Jenson sat in front of a drawing board, absentmindedly sketching Doomsday''s Nine Paintings.
Sis Daisy walked in with a bowl of mushroom soup and said grumpily, "I heard from the other sisters
that you''re skipping meals and sleep trying toplete Nine Paintings as quickly as you can. You
can''t do this to yourself, Lil Fox. Drink this mushroom soup and go t o bed!”
Jenson raised his eyebrows and shed a haughty smile. "Sis Daisy, Foster Father wants me to
sketch the Nine Paintings, so I''m sure it''s urgent. I shouldn''t let him down."
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Sis Daisy let out an endearing smile. "Your foster father won''t be in the military intelligence division
for a few days, so you can ck off for a bit."
"Really?" Jenson''s eyes lit up.
This was the perfect opportunity for him to familiarize himself with the military intelligence division''s
topography.
"Mm.”
After drinking the mushroom soup, Jenson stood up, did some stretches, and kicked his legs to
loosen his muscles. He shed an innocent smile at Sis Daisy before asking with ulterior motives in
mind, "Where
are the other sisters?"
Sis Daisy replied, "They’re all sleeping."
Jenson''s eyes glinted with a tinge of wisdom, but he deliberately sounded listless. "Boring. I’ll get
some rest too, then."
He then yawned twice before walking to his bed.
Sis Daisy covered him with a nket thoughtfully before leaving with the soup bowl.
As soon as Sis Daisy left, Jenson''s listless eyes started glistening.
His sharp eagle eyes fell on the wallpaper. Those were Baby Robbie''s scribbles, each and every
one of them revealing just how much Baby Robbie longed to go home.
For example, there was a scribble of five birds, but a bird with broken wings was falling from the sky.
Baby Robbie was clearly scribbling himself when he drew the falling bird.
When he saw these depressing scribblings, Jenson''s eyes exuded a gratified smile.
Baby Robbie was probably nestling in Mommy and Daddy''s arms right now, enjoying the boundless
fatherly love and thepassionate love of their mother.
Not long after that, Jenson sneaked out of the
dormitory.
He wanted to familiarize himself with the military intelligence division’s topography.
However, with no map to guide him, he could only zigzag his way through the maze-like military
intelligence division.
Eventually, he came to an underground pce.
There was a youngdy guarding the entrance of the underground pce, standing there
motionlessly like a puppet. Her eyes, however, were sweeping around the ce constantly like a
spotlight, detecting any anomalies around her.
Jenson pulled out a smoke bomb from his arms. This was a good weapon that he had found in
Baby Robbie''s room. He tossed the smoke bomb at the entrance of the underground pce, and
immediately, a cloud of thick smoke burst out of the shell and permeated through the entire
underground pce.