Chapter 37: 037. Foolish Lovesick Chapter 37: 037. Foolish Lovesick Editor: Henyee Translations She purposely adopted a tone of feigned confusion, tilting her head slightly as she spoke carelessly. The moment the words left her mouth, Adam Jones was stunned, and his gaze instinctively flickered away from her.
This woman was implying that he was jealous?
Adam Jones found it to be the most absurd joke he had ever heard, yet he couldn’t bring himself to laugh. In fact, he deliberately avoided her eyes, as if fearing she might see something he wasn’t ready to admit.
His fingers, still pressing against her jaw, unconsciously loosened slightly, though his expression remained laced with mockery.
“Elly Campbell, it seems I really don’t understand you at all. Four years apart, and you didn’t seem to learn much, but you certainly mastered the art of being foolishly lovesick.”
His gaze turned darker, the mockery in his eyes deepening as it fixated on Elly Campbell’s face.
“I’m here just to remind you, Elly Campbell, that I, Adam Jones, haven’t signed the papers, and you are still my wife. Running around with others? You’d better remember your status first.”
“If you don’t want to be known as the husband with a cheating wife, then just sign the papers already. You’ve had four years to think about it—still haven’t made up your mind? How deep is the grudge you hold against me that you can’t let go after all this time?”
She scoffed, unbothered and utterly fearless.
Despite being trapped by Adam, her jaw aching from his grip, Elly’s words still carried an air of nonchalance.
Adam’s pupils contracted with irritation, his gaze locked on hers as if he could bore holes into her with sheer force.
On Elly Campbell’s face, he no longer saw the apprehension or unease she once showed when facing him, nor the adoration or eagerness to please. Instead, there was only a disdainful indifference that repulsed him.
She… she really didn’t want him anymore?
This realization sent a sharp, throbbing pain through Adam’s heart.
He was unwilling to believe that this woman’s resolve could change so suddenly, overnight. What he didn’t know was that Elly Campbell’s disappointment in him had been building up little by little over time. And the arrival of Sophie Baker had been the final straw.
“Elly Campbell, playing hard to get isn’t something you should be doing.”
He tried to comfort himself with such a rationalization.
Elly Campbell raised an eyebrow, finding Adam’s words utterly absurd.
“President Jones, I never imagined that after four years, you’d be foolishly lovesick too.”
Her retort only deepened the coldness in Adam’s eyes.
As she remained pinned against the wall, her discomfort grew. The awkward position, having been trapped there for so long, was starting to take its toll on her.
She frowned slightly and pushed Adam’s hand away with force, sneering, “If you think I’m just playing hard to get to feed your ego, then go ahead and think that. But as long as you sign the divorce papers, nothing else really matters to me.”
Her tone was cold and indifferent, as though the divorce was nothing more than a trivial matter, and it was almost as if she were the one who had been forced into marriage, not him.
Her demeanor stirred a panic in Adam’s chest, a heavy feeling that seemed to suffocate him. He didn’t speak but just stared at her, dumbfounded, his gaze dark and unfathomable, as if there was no end to it.
Once, Elly Campbell had tried to read his every look, deciphering the smallest shift in his expression. She tried again now, but this time, she realized she still couldn’t understand him.
Three years of marriage, four years apart—seven years in total, and yet, she had never truly managed to understand Adam Jones. Wasn’t that a failure?
This was perhaps why, despite all her efforts back then, she still couldn’t get Adam Jones previously.