"No need to learn, those are words from the heart; just speak what you truly feel."
Adam Jones answered seriously, yet Elly Campbell got goosebumps listening to him.
She really wasn’t suited to sweet talk.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense, get to bed and lie down."
She stepped out of Adam’s embrace, urging him toward the bedside.
At this moment, Adam didn’t dare go against his wife’s wishes and immediately turned to walk towards the large bed inside the room.
Just then, the nurse came over with anti-inflammatory medication to get him hooked up and carefully instructed him before leaving.
"You rest up. I’ll stay here with you."
Elly sat down beside Adam but was pulled by him onto the bed as he said,
"It’s late now, you should lie down and rest too. Once the IV is done, the nurse will come and remove it."
The hospital room was equipped like a seven-star hotel, so of course, the bed wasn’t inferior to the one at the villa. After some thought and without being fussy, Elly went to freshen up in the bathroom before lying down beside Adam.
Thinking of his long and deep wound, Elly couldn’t help herself and asked, "How did you get hurt so badly?"
Fearing that Adam would brush her off with another arbitrary reason like before, she added another line before he could speak.
"I know it wasn’t an accident. If you try to fob me off again, our marriage is over."
With her face set in determination, having thrown such a bombshell, where would Adam dare to think of brushing her off?
Moreover, he knew she couldn’t be easily fooled. Furthermore, if those people were preparing to deal with him, then the people by his side would definitely be targeted as well.
He couldn’t afford to take it lightly and needed to ensure Elly was always prepared to defend herself.
No matter how good the security around him was, it wouldn’t prevent the unexpected.
Adam took Elly into his arms and said, "For the past few years, I’ve been investigating the cause of Dad’s death."
A flicker of surprise crossed Elly’s eyes. "Wasn’t it said that Dad died in a plane crash by accident?"
"That’s what everyone on the outside believes, but I’ve always felt that the incident was too coincidental."
Back then, he was only six years old, an age when he didn’t understand anything. He just cried for a long time after hearing from his grandmother that his dad would be gone forever.
In the days that followed, he watched his grandmother struggle day and night to prevent the Jones family business from being swallowed up.
That was when he was no longer just a crying child.
By the time he outgrew the age when he needed his father’s presence, he forced himself to mature, to grow up enough to take over his grandmother’s burden and handle the heavy responsibilities of the Jones family.
Elly, sitting by his side, could clearly sense the change in his emotions, and could imagine the effort and loneliness he endured over the years. Feeling sympathy for him, she gently took his hand, offering a silent form of comfort.
Adam, aware of her gesture, turned his hand to clasp hers in the palm of his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
In fact, he had long passed the age when he needed companionship and comfort, but feeling the concern from his wife, Adam’s heart was naturally pleased.
Elly leaned into his embrace and listened as he continued,
"Back then, after Dad’s private plane crashed, the plane’s black box retrieved from the scene of the accident, along with the pilot, was never found..."