Daisy Thompson’s complexion changed slightly, and she looked at Adam Jones in disbelief, her eyes filled with a hint of hurt, "Adam, I... I’m your mother, how can you speak to your mother for another woman?"
Although Elly Campbell had guessed that there was some blood relation between Adam Jones and this woman, she had never imagined that Daisy Thompson could be Adam Jones’s mother.
She looked at the Asian woman in front of her, who bore an uncanny resemblance to Adam Jones, with a hint of shock in her eyes.
Ever since she first met Adam Jones, she only knew that his father had passed away in a plane crash when he was six years old, and she had never met Adam Jones’s mother, assuming that his mother had also passed away.
After all, both he and Lily Jones were raised by the Old Lady.
But the woman before her...
She is Adam and Lily’s mother? She is not only alive, but also living in the same city as Adam?
Elly Campbell’s mind was somewhat in a haze, but that didn’t prevent her from understanding why Mrs. Green had spoken to her with such a sense of superiority earlier.
Putting on airs of a mother-in-law in front of her?
Although Elly Campbell didn’t know what had happened between this woman and her husband, the fact that she had abandoned her own children, a six-year-old son, and a daughter who had just been born, without a word of inquiry, made Elly Campbell feel no fondness for this so-called mother-in-law.
Naturally, she did not have any respect for her upon finding out she was Adam Jones’s mother.
After he had finished his sentence, Adam Jones’s cold gaze shifted away from Daisy Thompson’s face, completely ignoring her existence.
"Let’s go over there."
He took Elly Campbell’s hand and walked to the other side, completely ignoring his own mother.
Daisy Thompson had not anticipated that after more than twenty years, when she took the initiative to speak to her son, he would not only fail to show the delighted surprise of seeing his mother, but instead treat her with such an attitude.
She was somewhat in disbelief and found it hard to accept that the sense of superiority she had always held was completely shattered by her son, and that too in front of his wife.
With her lips bitten and her eyes filled with hurt, she stood there for a long time. Still unable to let go, she walked over again.
Seeing her approaching again, Elly Campbell’s eyelids twitched, and Adam Jones’s expression immediately darkened.
"Adam, we haven’t seen each other for more than twenty years, can’t you speak a few words with your mother?"
Ice coldness was evident in Adam Jones’s eyes as his impatience surfaced, "Doesn’t Mrs. Green know the concept of shame?"
Daisy Thompson turned pale from Adam Jones’s direct question, looking at him with a shade of resentment flickering in her eyes.
"Adam, I am your mother, the one who carried you painstakingly for ten months and gave birth to you. After not seeing each other for more than twenty years, is this the attitude you have when your mother tries to talk to you?"
She assumed the posture of a mother, with eyes full of heartache and disappointment, looking at Adam Jones, the "unfilial son," and her words held a tone of righteous indignation that made Elly Campbell frown.
But Adam Jones simply looked at Daisy Thompson as if she were a stranger, with no signs of anger on his face.
"Sorry, my mother died when I was six years old, if Mrs. Green so desires to play the role of the deceased, I can oblige."
There was no sign of anger on Adam Jones’s face, but the bone-chilling iciness in his eyes was enough to freeze Daisy Thompson solid.