"You’re too smelly, I can’t stand it anymore."
Elly Campbell’s face darkened again, "Can’t you understand human language? If you can’t stand it, then get out. What are you doing hanging around here?"
At that moment, Adam Jones wasn’t really in the mood to tease her. He had a slight concussion to begin with, and had just thrown up, feeling very weak.
He really didn’t feel at ease leaving her alone here.
But obviously, if he continued to stay, Elly Campbell would never allow him to rest, and they would just keep at a standoff.
"Fine, I’ll step out, but you better be quick. If you’re not out in ten minutes, I’m coming in."
Elly Campbell hadn’t expected Adam Jones to compromise so easily at this point. Thinking about the sticky feeling on her body, she didn’t argue with him and just nodded stiffly.
Adam Jones decisively turned and walked to the door, even taking the time to close it behind him.
Elly felt somewhat dizzy at the moment, but it was a lot better than before. She shed the dirty clothing from her body and took a brief shower to clean off. Once she had washed away all the foreign matter from her skin, she came out.
Worried that Adam Jones would really come in after ten minutes, she subconsciously quickened her pace.
Adam Jones had been standing guard by the bathroom door the whole time, not straying away. He focused all his attention on the sounds inside, listening to the intermittent footsteps to make sure Elly was alright before he could barely calm himself and wait.
When Elly Campbell, now dressed, opened the door, she saw Adam Jones indeed standing at the doorway, her brows unwittingly furrowed.
Especially seeing him standing there in front of her, properly clothed in the hospital’s patient attire, it just seemed all wrong to her.
Yet even so, she had to admit that there was something about him that could make even a hospital gown look like it was a tailor-made suit from an international designer.
Just as Elly was about to speak, she was interrupted by a knock on the door.
It was well into the night by now, who could it be other than the duty nurse?
As Elly wondered, Adam had already gone to open the door.
"Young Master, I’ve brought your clothes."
It was a servant of the Jones Family, standing at the doorway holding a bag of clothes.
Adam took the bag from the servant, who didn’t linger. Glancing inside the room at Elly Campbell, he nodded in greeting, "Young Miss, take care of your health."
During her time at the Jones household, Elly was quite kind to the servants, so they had always treated her with respect.
However, that title of Young Miss made Elly’s expression subtly change.
Adam’s hand, resting on the door handle, also unconsciously tightened, and as he glanced at Elly’s face, he noticed her frowning and his gaze darkened silently.
After the servant left, he closed the door, and both of them ignored the servant’s habitual address as if it hadn’t been mentioned.
Elly looked at the bag in Adam’s hands as he changed out of the incongruous hospital gown. She thought he would leave now but saw him looking at her instead, frowning and saying:
"What are you standing there for? Why aren’t you lying down to rest?"
Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Elly pressed her lips together and asked, "Why haven’t you gone yet?"
The undisguised disgust in her voice caused a flicker of displeasure in Adam’s eyes, and his features grew heavier.
"Is this your hospital?"
Had he become so childish as to stoop to such silly levels of argument?
Who in the world taught him such a foolish way to squabble?