"What did my brother mean by his last words? What does he mean by saying I should feel lucky that Christopher Moore doesn’t have a sister like me?"
Lily Jones murmured to herself for a while before suddenly realizing the implication, her face instantly flushed with anger, "Even my brother thinks I’m difficult to get along with as a sister-in-law?"
What does that mean? She merely felt that Elly Campbell, who was so scheming, didn’t deserve to marry her brother. How could he think she was difficult to get along with?
It also depends on who becomes her sister-in-law. If it were Sophie, she definitely wouldn’t treat her that way.
"Has Elly Campbell bewitched Adam? He used to dislike her himself, and now he defends her at every turn. What does that mean?"
Sophie Baker’s face turned even uglier than before. She had thought that her subtle tattling would at least annoy Elly Campbell for Adam; after all, Lily was still a patient, and Elly Campbell didn’t care about her health.
But after speaking so much, it seemed like Adam didn’t listen to any of it; the only thing he caught on was that Elly Campbell didn’t want a divorce.
Adam was adamant in protecting Elly Campbell, could he have forgotten what she had done to him eight years ago?
No, she couldn’t just wait anymore. She already waited patiently for eight years. How many more periods of eight years did she have to wait?
After leaving the hospital ward, Adam Jones went to look for Elly Campbell. He checked his watch; at this time, Elly Campbell should still be on her rounds.
He had hardly walked a few steps when he saw Elly Campbell standing at a distance in the corridor of the ward, her hands casually resting on the railing, her gaze somewhat distant as she looked ahead, frowning slightly and absorbed in thought.
Adam Jones pursed his thin lips and stepped forward, "Elly Campbell."
This familiar voice brought Elly Campbell back to reality. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed lightly as she turned around, "What is it?"
Her expression remained calm, maintaining a detached indifference toward Adam Jones that she always seemed capable of presenting to strangers.
A flicker of displeasure crossed Adam Jones’s heart, but it didn’t show on his face. He simply walked up to her, his tall frame casually leaning against the railing as he looked at her.
This casual and lazy posture somehow always managed to carry an invisible charisma of its own.
"I heard from Lily that you don’t want a divorce?" he said, looking at Elly Campbell with a smile.
Elly Campbell was taken aback, then she understood the origin of Adam Jones’s words and couldn’t help but smile: "President Jones would take my words intended to irritate your sister seriously?"
Of course, Adam Jones hadn’t taken it seriously. He had come to find her and mentioned those words just now merely as casual conversation.
He lowered his gaze, his thick eyelashes masking the true emotions in his eyes, and after a moment, he said, "If I say I want us to forget the past and start over, would you be willing?"
"No, I am not willing."
Elly Campbell’s response was immediate, without a moment’s hesitation; the answer almost escaped her lips.
Adam Jones had anticipated Elly Campbell’s rejection, but he expected that at the very least she would be surprised or astounded at his suggestion. However, she showed no such reaction, refusing him without hesitation, decisively, and cleanly.
Adam Jones suddenly felt a little heartsick. This feeling wasn’t unfamiliar these days, but at this moment, it seemed particularly intense.
He was not a man accustomed to lowering his pride. In fact, he carried a haughty detachment that could scorn anything at any time. The proposal he had made to Elly Campbell just now was something he would never usually consider.