He furrowed his brows slightly, avoiding Elly Campbell’s gaze as he looked away, his palms betraying him with a hint of cold sweat.
Elly Campbell gave him a cold look, a trace of mockery appearing on her face.
What’s there to explain?
Did she think she was so conceited as to believe he was standing there to stay with her?
She had a concussion, not a brain defect.
Adam Jones saw her disdainful look as if she were looking at someone with a mental disability, and his frown deepened in displeasure. He held back at first but eventually couldn’t help speaking out, "What kind of look is that?"
Elly Campbell couldn’t be bothered with him and withdrew her gaze, walking towards the elevator.
Seeing this, Adam Jones didn’t care about anything else and hastened his steps to follow. He blocked her path before she could press the elevator button, asking, "You’re in this condition, where are you going?"
Elly Campbell gave him a "mind-your-own-business" look and said coldly, "What’s it to you?"
"Elly Campbell, you..."
Elly Campbell didn’t want to argue with him and turned her gaze back to press the elevator button, but as soon as she reached out, Adam Jones grabbed her hand, rendering it immobile.
"Elly Campbell, I’m staying here late at night to be with you, not to watch you mistreat your body ."
Seeing Elly Campbell’s stubbornness, utterly reckless about her health, his face turned dark with anger, his words carrying a biting edge.
Elly Campbell was still a bit dizzy at the moment but didn’t want to get into any dispute with Adam Jones because she was worried about Helen Melendy’s condition. Hearing what he said, she let out a cold laugh,
"Didn’t you just say you weren’t here to accompany me?"
Adam Jones choked on her words, his face betraying a hint of guilt, but his grip on Elly Campbell’s hand didn’t loosen in the slightest.
"Does the young master have to explain his actions to you?"
As he finished speaking, he didn’t wait to see whether Elly Campbell was willing; he just picked her up from the elevator entrance and carried her back to the hospital room.
"Adam Jones, put me down!"
Elly Campbell’s face darkened as well, becoming agitated as she struggled in Adam Jones’s arms.
With her struggling, her dizziness worsened, and her complexion grew even paler.
Adam Jones saw her increasingly pallid face and became furious. He lifted his foot and kicked open the hospital room door that had been left ajar, placing her on the bed. As Elly Campbell tried to get up, he pressed down on her.
He pinned her struggling hands and said in a grim tone, "If you dare to run off again, I’ll tie you up right now, so you can’t go anywhere."
Adam Jones’s eyes narrowed, and he casually grabbed the IV line that Elly Campbell had already been hooked up to. With a strong pull, the IV line was yanked out of the saline bottle.
Her face turning an ashen hue, she stared at Adam Jones, not doubting for a second that the man capable of all kinds of evil would follow through on his words. If she moved again, he really would tie her up.
Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself and softened her tone a bit while speaking to him, "My friend and I were in the car accident together. How is she doing?"
"Harry Hall is handling her situation; you’d do well to stay out of it."
Elly Campbell felt a severe wave of dizziness upon getting worked up, even a slight sensation of nausea.
Clenching her teeth and taking another deep breath, she said, "Can you get off me now?"
Hearing this, Adam Jones lowered his gaze to their current position; he was suspended over her, their bodies aligned in an intimate pose, one over the other.