When the count reached two hundred, dense, fine sweat had already begun to permeate the faces of both competitors, and their movements had become somewhat slower than before.
Samuel Wilson couldn’t help but tease Adam Jones, "President Jones has so much energy, does he have nowhere to unleash it usually?"
The expression on Adam Jones’s face stiffened as he caught the sarcasm in Samuel Wilson’s words and responded with a cold laugh.
How could he possibly admit that he hadn’t indulged in ’meat’ for four years? After giving Samuel Wilson an indifferent look, he replied without changing his expression:
"Director Wilson feeling weak?"
Their wives on their backs: "..."
Stung by Adam’s jab, Samuel’s complexion soured. Due to this slight lapse, his arm weakened, and he lost...
Samuel Wilson spat out a mental curse at the smug triumph unfolding in Adam Jones’s slightly lifted lips, silently swearing "scheming bitch."
William Campbell jumped up excitedly, while Elly Campbell, watching Samuel Wilson lose, immediately hopped off Adam Jones’s back, her previously tense heart finally relaxing.
Elly Campbell looked at the sweat on Adam Jones’s forehead, the sunlight casting on his face, the fine hairs blocking his forehead, adding a touch of wild temptation.
Watching him , Elly couldn’t help but become entranced.
It was only when a soft voice pulled her back to reality, "Mrs. Jones, take this, and help Mr. Jones wipe off his sweat too."
It was the voice of Chubby’s mom.
Elly Campbell, with lowered eyes looked at the wet towel Chubby’s mom was handing over, and her expression stiffened for a moment.
Unable to refuse the kindness offered, she reluctantly took it.
Then, viewing the affectionate way Chubby’s mom was carefully wiping Samuel Wilson’s sweat, Elly Campbell’s face reddened and heart pounded, her hand clutching the wet towel tightened slightly.
Adam Jones had just watched Samuel Wilson’s wife wipe his sweat, and the sourness of envy and desire almost spilled out of his eyes.
Seeing Chubby’s mom had passed a wet towel for Elly Campbell to wipe his sweat, Adam Jones’s heart instantly filled with joy.
Elly Campbell had never wiped sweat for Adam Jones before, and this unusually intimate act between a man and a woman made her feel particularly awkward.
However, Adam Jones had already eagerly moved toward her and said in a hoarse voice, "Thanks, wifey."
His dazzling smile made Elly Campbell’s eyes blur, her heartbeat skipping a beat.
Holding the wet towel, she slowly raised her hand, helping him wipe away the sweat drop by drop from his face, and as she gazed upon Adam Jones’s handsome face so close to hers, Elly Campbell felt her heart race even faster.
Avoiding Adam Jones’s intense gaze subconsciously, she hastily wiped down his face and was about to draw back her hand, but Adam Jones caught it faster than her.
"Can’t you stop grabbing my hand every chance you get?"
Suppressing the wild beating of her heart, Elly Campbell frowned at Adam Jones and said in a stern voice.
Adam Jones replied with not a hint of hesitation, "I’m afraid if I let go, you’ll run away."
Not wanting to listen to Adam Jones’s cheesy lines anymore, she chose to stay silent.
Next, it was time to award the trophy.
Lil’ William, who had claimed the overall championship, puffed out his chest, holding hands with his mom and dad, and walked towards the award podium.
Right behind them were the second-place Chubby brother’s family and the third-place family.
On the award podium, William was held aloft by Adam Jones, with the heavy champion’s trophy in his hands, wildly excited.