Adam Jones made a silent vow in his heart that from now on, he would never let his wife and child suffer the slightest grievance in front of anyone.
Rarely joining his daddy and mommy for a supermarket outing, William Campbell was currently happily weaving through each snack shelf, placing his favorite treats into the shopping cart, his beautiful large eyes sparkling with excitement.
The supermarket staff was pushing a cart stacked high with goods as they passed by them, and as things looked like they might fall onto Elly Campbell, Adam quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side.
Unprepared, Elly Campbell collided straight into Adam Jones’s arms.
Because of the strength Adam had used, Elly hit her nose against his firm chest, the hardness feeling almost like iron, giving her an instant feeling that her nose might have been broken.
She raised her hand to cover the tip of her nose, as tears instantly filled her eyes.
Adam turned back to look at Elly, saw her holding her nose and staring at him with teary eyes, and he paused, "Why are you crying?"
He took her hand from her nose only to see a trail of blood below it.
A look of concern flashed through Adam’s eyes as he held her face in his hands, frowning, "Why are you suddenly bleeding from your nose? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Elly clenched her back teeth tightly. She wasn’t feeling unwell, she just wanted to kill him!
Seeing Elly staring at him without speaking, Adam grew even more worried. He took a packet of wet wipes from the shopping cart to clean the blood below her nose, whispering, "Let me see."
He held her face and bent down to carefully inspect her nose-tip, their faces so close that to onlookers, it undoubtedly seemed like a feast of endearing public affection.
Seeing his suddenly magnified handsome face, Elly’s heartbeat skipped a beat, and she instinctively took a big step back, throwing off Adam’s hand that was on her face, and said coldly, "I’m fine."
Her face was cold as she looked at Adam’s worried gaze, her heartbeat uncontrollably picking up the pace again.
Attempting to maintain her composure, she shifted her gaze away from Adam and quickly caught up with William, who was still picking out snacks in the snack area.
Watching Elly’s angry retreat, Adam suddenly thought of something, his expression stiffened for a moment, then he helplessly started to laugh.
Looking at Elly with a touch of indulgence in his eyes, a smile formed on his lips, and he quickened his pace to catch up with mother and son.
"Are you sure you’re okay? Do you want to go to the hospital to get checked?"
He was still a bit worried; the bump just now must have been substantial, enough to annoy her.
Elly answered coldly, not bothering with him.
Seeing that she appeared to be fine, Adam finally felt relieved. He reached out to take her hand, but she swiftly shook it off.
To outsiders, this back-and-forth seemed like a couple playfully showing affection, oblivious to their surroundings.
When Elly shook his hand off, Adam wasn’t angry. Instead, he got even closer to her, "I’m sorry, I was too forceful earlier. Does it still hurt? Let me blow on it for you."
Elly turned around and glared at him fiercely, gritting her teeth, "It doesn’t hurt!"
Seeing that Elly did not correct the deliberate term of endearment in his speech, his mood lifted even more, shamelessly edging closer, "If it hurts, just tell me."