But just moments ago, as he looked at her cold, clear brows and undisturbed black eyes, he didn’t know why, but on an impulse, he had blurted out the question, only to be rejected by Elly Campbell so crisply.
Adam Jones felt a dull ache in his heart and some irritation, but he didn’t know whether it was at Elly Campbell or at himself.
"Elly, you should know, if I don’t want to divorce, you won’t be able to divorce even if you sue," he said, his voice lowered, as his cool eyes slightly darkened.
A mocking, slight smile hooked at the corner of Elly’s lips, and in her heart, she knew Adam was stating a fact.
"Then let’s drag it out. President Jones doesn’t mind being cuckolded, and since we’ve been husband and wife, naturally I would be very willing to help President Jones glorify that cuckoldry," she said.
Adam’s gaze darkened at once, naturally thinking of James Churchill, who was at the same hospital as Elly. His eyes turned colder, "You have the guts to try?"
Seeing Elly’s indifferent smile, her carefree demeanor, somehow it seemed more bewitching, "It’s not like I haven’t tried before. President Jones seems to have forgotten, I’ve even had a child with another man."
Her smile was playful and provocative, getting exactly the reaction she hoped for as she saw Adam’s face darken. Elly felt very good.
The air of arrogance and self-importance that Adam carried was what she disliked the most.
Yet she had to admit that Adam had the capital to have such a disagreeable temperament.
Elly took a step closer to him; the faint scent of her shower gel stimulated Adam’s nerves. He watched her with cold eyes, suppressing the agitation she stirred within him, as his gaze grew colder.
"Adam, do you know why I could endure you for three years?" Her voice was light, so light it seemed a breeze could scatter it. Yet her question weighed heavily on Adam’s chest.
Adam watched her in silence.
"It’s not that I can endure; in fact, I am very impatient. The reason I bore it for three years was to give myself and you time. I thought that if I endured, there would come a day when you would glance my way."
A dull pain struck Adam’s heart, and as he tried to speak, he found he couldn’t utter a word.
"But now, I’ve had enough, and I know that all this endurance means nothing to you. So, while I still have the room to back out, I am doing so."
For some reason, as he heard Elly speak these words, Adam felt more panic than ever before.
He had heard similar things before, but at this moment, the chaos in his heart felt out of control.
"So... Adam, when I made up my mind to pull away from that stubbornness, there will absolutely be no second thoughts. When you asked me if I was willing to start over, you knew in your heart that I wasn’t."
Elly said this calmly, her clear eyes determined, betraying no fluctuations or hesitation, making Adam’s throat tighten and his heart constrict.
He tried to reply multiple times but couldn’t manage a rebuttal, especially when faced with Elly’s untroubled gaze; he realized this woman had no heart for him, that it had long been gone.
This realization only intensified his panic, and as Elly turned to leave, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, his grip so tight that Elly felt as though her wrist bones might be crushed by Adam.