How could she have thought he was not articulate the first time she met him?
This is nowhere near being inarticulate.
This mouth is so free it could take flight.
Adam Jones saw Elly Campbell actually laugh, surprise flickering across his face for an instant.
His wife had never smiled at him before, so beautiful, he wanted to...
Adam Jones felt his throat go dry, eager to quench this new thirst, and the very next second, his actions followed his thoughts.
Stretching out his arm, he clasped the back of Elly Campbell’s head, bent over, and kissed her lips forcefully, shocking her into wide-eyed disbelief.
In front of everyone, did he have no shame?
Fortunately, Adam Jones did have some shame, knowing that this place was crowded, he released her after giving in to an uncontrollable urge to kiss her.
Facing the flames bursting from the depths of Elly Campbell’s eyes, he casually crossed his arms, looking at her with a faint smile in his eyes.
"Now to announce the rankings for this round..."
On the main platform, the person in charge looked at Adam Jones with an expression that was somewhat hard to describe.
This big shot had so blatantly broken the rules, he should be disqualified, but... he didn’t dare.
Not only did he not dare, but Director Drago didn’t dare either.
Yet with so many families watching, it would be absolutely shameless to give first place to Adam Jones.
"Since President Jones broke the rules, his ranking should naturally be canceled, what’s there to hesitate about?"
Just then, Samuel Wilson who was standing next to the pusillanimous teacher, couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke out.
Everyone was thinking the same as Samuel Wilson, but no one dared to voice it as directly as he did.
Indeed, strength was the ultimate logic.
Adam Jones’s gaze shifted towards Samuel Wilson, showing neither dissatisfaction nor any intention to make life difficult for the teacher.
He didn’t come to this parent-child sports day to teach his son to bully others and not follow the rules.
"Director Wilson is right."
He smiled with a hooked lip, "After all, the final championship will be mine, I’m not concerned about one or two little medals."
Samuel Wilson scoffed inwardly, and the people on the platform, upon hearing Adam Jones speak out, also breathed a sigh of relief and announced the results of the competition.
The medal, naturally, ended up in Samuel Wilson’s hands.
"President Jones, thank you for yielding."
"Don’t mention it, I’ll let you win this once only."
Adam Jones’s face carried a touch of faint arrogance, eliciting a scornful glance from Samuel Wilson.
"It’s all your fault, we could have won."
Elly Campbell frowned slightly, complaining in a low voice.
For such a trifling matter, she hadn’t even cried out in pain, what was he making such a fuss for.
Her gaze lingered on the medal in Samuel Wilson’s hands, her eyes showing a slight reluctance.
Adam Jones had rarely seen Elly Campbell look , like a little girl who had her beloved toy taken away, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, accompanied by a faint complaint.
Although she was complaining about him, her tone lacked the distance and indifference of the past, which to Adam Jones, was incredibly gratifying.
Elly Campbell frowned looking at the medal in Samuel Wilson’s hands; it wasn’t just Adam Jones, she herself had rarely participated in the activities of William Campbell’s kindergarten. This time, she truly wanted to win a championship for her son.
The first time being tripped up was one thing, but the second time, when they were surely on the winning path, Adam Jones just had to be overly dramatic, losing a medal for nothing.
The more Adam Jones watched Elly Campbell, the more he found her irresistible, and without being able to help it, he cupped her face in his hands. Under her slightly sullen gaze, he fearlessly caressed her cheek and said:
"Be good, I’ll win them all for you later."