Feeling the fragrant and soft body tumble into his arms, Adam Jones’s lips couldn’t help but curl upwards.
"What’s making you so happy?"
He smiled as he hugged her tightly, asking in a gentle voice.
He’d rarely heard his wife call him ’husband’. She tended to use ’President Jones’ or ’Island Master Jones’ quite often lately. The sudden way she called him ’husband’, flitting toward him like a butterfly, actually startled Adam enough to almost make him think she wasn’t his wife.
But he could clearly feel the woman in his arms was truly happy from the bottom of her heart. It was the first time since the remarriage that he’d seen her this joyously child-like.
Elly Campbell lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes shining brightly with happiness so vibrant it seemed like it could burst out from her eyes.
Adam thought she was going to tell him some happy news, but instead, she looked at him with a smile and said, "Nope, seeing you is the happiest thing of all."
Adam was taken aback for a moment, not expecting such sweet talk from his wife. Her words instantly charmed their way right to his heart.
A softness welled up in his eyes, accompanied by a gentle smile. He ruffled her hair and followed it with a kiss on her cheek, saying,
"Such sweet talker you are. Did you do something naughty and you’re looking for forgiveness?"
Hearing this, Elly pouted unhappily and pulled away from his embrace, replying, "If there was any mischief, it would’ve been yours. You get embroiled in scandals with this lady and that actress. How come I don’t have such luck with men?"
Adam knew she wasn’t angry, just teasing him. So, he laughed, took her hand, and walked toward the living room, saying,
"Yeah, I not only love to be jealous, but I also love to drink soy sauce."
Elly poked his chest with her finger and then pointed to her cheeks, saying, "See? What have your scandals done to me? If this blackening continues, I’ll truly become an unwanted woman with a yellow face."
Adam laughed and cradled her face in his hands, pretending to examine her closely from top to bottom, "Let me see."
"Hmm, yeah, it’s gotten a bit darker, but even if you turn into a woman with a yellow face, I’d still love you."
Elly eyed him askance, and not without irritation, said, "You and your luck with women! Not only do you attract trouble but you drag me into it too. If I had known, I should have had the heart to ruin your face back then."
Adam raised his eyebrows. He saw Elly shake her head and thought she’d say she couldn’t bear to do it. Instead, she said quite seriously,
"I would also need to transfer all your assets to my name. Once you’re an ugly, poor, middle-aged greasy man, let’s see which little temptress would still fancy you."
After speaking, she even gave a cold snort, not forgetting to give Adam a warning glance.
Adam was still looking at her warmly, arms wrapped around her waist, smiling down at her, and said,
"All that is not important. I just have one question."
Elly looked up at him and saw his deep eyes, soft and clear as water, reflecting her image. She was touched and asked, "What’s the question, ask."
Adam leaned down, his handsome face growing larger as he came closer, his nose touching hers, and he asked with a smile,
"If I become an ugly, poor, middle-aged greasy man, would you still want me?"
Even though she knew it was a joke, Elly still saw the seriousness hidden deep in his eyes. Her lips twitched, and she said, slightly annoyed,
"We’ve already had a son, how could we separate? We’d just have to make do."