She raised her hand and pushed his face away, slowly sitting up, "How long have I slept?"
"Not too long. Are you hungry? I made some food for you."
Elly shook her head, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
The bedroom faced the outside of the villa, with a very large floor-to-ceiling window occupying one wall.
From the outside, you couldn’t see in, but from the inside, you could see everything clearly.
On the beach, there were still quite a few tourists. In the middle of the sea, there was a man-made island that could accommodate hundreds of people fishing.
The azure sea water, crystal clear to the bottom, combined with the white fine sand, had turned into a sea-and-sky beauty that made one linger.
Elly was somewhat eager to try.
"Eat something first before going out."
Adam pulled her toward the dining table next to the bedroom, "Are you still tired? Is your stomach still uncomfortable? If it’s uncomfortable, we can go see a doctor right now."
"It’s okay, I’m a doctor myself, I have a sense of it."
Elly waved her hand, sat down at the dining table, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and tasted it. Just tasting it, she knew it was made by Island Master Jones himself.
The corners of Elly’s lips couldn’t help but curve up, her gaze still lingering on the beach outside. Just as she was about to look away, her eyes inadvertently swept across a passing figure.
Her porridge-sipping paused for a moment, and when she looked out again carefully, that familiar figure had disappeared.
Could she have seen wrong?
Elly appeared thoughtful, her eyes sweeping across the beach once more, but she didn’t see the figure that had entered her line of sight earlier.
Reclaiming her gaze, Elly didn’t think much of it and simply finished the full bowl of porridge.
"Want more? There’s still some in the pot."
"No more, do you want to turn me into a pig?"
"They say it’s easier to get pregnant if you’re a bit chubby. Fatten you up into a pig so we can have a few more piglets... Ow!"
Adam’s foot was fiercely kicked by Elly, then he received a disapproving look from his wife as she walked out of the room.
The temperature on the beach was just right at the moment, not too hot nor too cold.
Elly changed into a simpler and cooler outfit, wearing a black tank top paired with light blue denim shorts and a knee-length white chiffon sun protection shirt.
This was the first time Adam had seen his wife dressed so refreshingly. Her two snow-white, slender legs looked straight and pretty.
The beautiful and delicate collarbones were exposed just right above the tank top.
She wore flip-flops on her feet, and her slender, fair feet with round, well-shaped toes were irresistibly lovely.
Just looking at her , Adam started to feel his mouth go dry.
This damn little temptress!
Adam cursed inside his head and followed her.
He also reached out to take Elly’s hand to walk outside the villa, but this time, she declined.
"You go ahead, I’ll wait for Helen to go together."
His status in his wife’s heart apparently wasn’t even as high as that of Helen Melendy, a woman!
He couldn’t help but grind his teeth, thinking about that one time when his wife mentioned she swung both ways. Island Master Jones’s heart sank, and he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
Just at this moment, Helen Melendy came out of the room, having changed her clothes.
Dressed similarly to Elly in light attire, but having suffered from a serious illness and being in a bad mood, she had become so skinny it was all skin and bones. Dressed like that, she looked good, but it also made one feel an urge to protect her with everything they had.