Hearing this, Elly Campbell’s smile in her eyes deepened a bit as she leaned in and gently pecked Adam Jones’s lips twice, "I’m falling in love with you more and more, my Island Master."
Every time she called him "Island Master," Adam Jones couldn’t help but want to laugh, and he very graciously let out a chuckle.
"Alright, let’s put tonight’s events to rest here. If you dare to go on an adventure without a word next time, see if I let you off the hook."
As he spoke, he reached out and playfully scraped the tip of her nose with his hand, his gentle eyes carrying a warning that lacked any real menace.
"I understand, Island Master. You’re so fierce tonight, how could I dare to do it again?"
As she spoke, Elly Campbell quickly threw herself into Adam Jones’s arms, and because of her happiness, she did so with a bit too much strength. Adam Jones winced slightly, but Elly did not notice.
He raised his hand and gently rubbed Elly Campbell’s head, "Alright, you’re covered in bad luck, go take a bath first, I will deal with some things in the study."
Elly Campbell left his embrace without any suspicion and stood up.
After she left his arms, Adam Jones walked quickly toward the study next to the bedroom, his pace not faltering for a second.
Elly Campbell glanced at his retreating figure, a trace of confusion in her eyes.
Just then, her phone chimed with a text message alert. She walked over, picked up her phone, and saw that it was from Helen Melendy.
Her face changed immediately when she read the content of the message from Helen Melendy.
At the same time, she noticed for the first time a faint bloodstain on the hem of her T-shirt.
But because she was wearing a medium-length T-shirt, and it was at the hem, she hadn’t noticed it at all when she stood up.
No wonder... no wonder he was so eager to get to the study earlier, was he avoiding her?
He scolded her for adventurously taking risks alone without considering his feelings, yet he was hiding his own injuries from her.
Adam Jones returned to the study and immediately closed the door, clutching the wound that had been hastily bandaged, now wincing in pain as his face turned pale.
He called Harry Hall, "Have the island’s doctor come to the study to see me..."
As he spoke, he paused, the voice struggling through the pain, carrying a sternness and a sense of non-negotiability, "Don’t let Elly notice, have the doctor come up with some excuse."
After speaking, he hung up the phone and, clenching his jaw, sat down on the nearby leather sofa, his hand covering his abdomen now completely soaked with blood.
Thinking of tonight’s assassination attempt, Adam Jones’s already pallid face now took on a layer of frost.
It seemed that those people couldn’t hold back any longer, daring to send assassins to his territory; if it had been somewhere else...
Adam Jones’s hand resting on the sofa was clenched into a fist without any change in his expression.
Harry Hall ended the call and then dialed the island’s doctor. The doctors were all their own trusted people; Harry Hall said a few words, and the doctor understood immediately.
After giving instructions, he remembered Adam’s reminder, a hint of helplessness on his face as he turned to look at Helen Melendy beside him.
Perhaps Elly’s earlier scolding had truly made an impact, and now Helen Melendy no longer had that awkward attitude when facing Harry Hall.
Seeing him looking at her with a helpless expression, she frowned, somewhat irritated, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Harry Hall shook the cell phone in his hand, "Adam said not to let Elly know about his injury."