Thinking of how she was personally driven out of the Jones Family by him, Lily Jones couldn’t help but feel wronged and her eyes reddened.
Looking at Adam Jones’s face again, she suddenly recalled Christopher Moore’s wife from earlier today.
Why did she feel...that woman looked so much like her brother?
Not only did she resemble her brother, but Lily realized that if that woman were younger by about twenty years, she would look even more like her.
Both Adam and Lily’s features tended to resemble Thompson, but Adam had also inherited some of Henry Jones’s features, and being male, his contours were more robust compared to a female’s.
But as a girl also resembling Thompson, Lily consequently looked even more like Thompson by comparison.
Earlier, she hadn’t thought about herself, but now, making the comparison, Lily’s expression clearly froze for a moment.
Both of them looking so much like that woman, could it really just be a coincidence?
But if it wasn’t a coincidence, then why did that woman look so much like them?
She had never heard about their deceased mother having any sisters.
Thinking this, Lily realized that aside from pictures of her father, she seemed unable to find a single photo of her mother at home.
She didn’t even know what her own mother looked like.
When she was little, she had asked her grandmother and brother, but they both said they couldn’t find any pictures of her mother.
She was young then and didn’t think much of it, and as she grew up, the identity of her mother didn’t seem to matter much to her, and gradually, it faded in importance.
But now, thinking about it carefully, many things seemed very suspicious.
Every year during the Qingming tomb-sweeping festival, her grandmother and brother only visited their father, never mentioning her mother at all...
Lily’s eyes began to be tinged with shock.
When she was a child, because neither her father nor mother was around, her grandmother said her father had died in an accident, and she had subjectively assumed that her mother must have also passed away.
But now that she thought about it, her grandmother and brother had never said that her mother had died.
Or rather, they never even mentioned her mother at all, even when she asked about her directly, they would either sidestep the topic or give a vague response and then drop it.
And every year at the tomb-sweeping, they only visited her father’s grave; they had never swept a grave for her mother.
Could it be... that her mother was not dead? And that woman...
The more Lily thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed, and her mind was so preoccupied with the matter that she couldn’t even remember how she had followed Christopher Moore and left the Clark Family.
That night, Adam Jones and Elly Campbell stayed over at the Clark Family’s residence, and to Elly’s delight, even Jamuna Ford stayed behind at Master Clark’s insistence.
The Clark home was very spacious with plenty of rooms, so a few extra guests were not an issue.
But probably because she thought Professor Ford had an interest in her mother, Elly couldn’t help but think more, even though Jamuna had only stayed because Master Clark asked him to due to the long journey, pressing him to stay the night.
After taking a bath and lying in bed, Elly’s face still wore an expression brimming with gossip. When Adam lay down beside her, she excitedly propped herself on him, her eyes shining as she spoke:
"What do you think, how long will it take for Professor Ford to successfully pursue Mom?"
Mrs. Jones had been excited about this all day.
Although he too felt that Professor Ford had a certain interest in his mother-in-law, they couldn’t speculate without the other party saying anything.
If it was a misunderstanding, the embarrassment would be immense.
But seeing the hopeful look in his wife’s eyes, Adam couldn’t bear to pour cold water on her spirits.