It’s just pregnancy, isn’t it worth all this fuss?
But as soon as Adam Jones heard this, he couldn’t bear to let his wife tire herself out and immediately scooped her into a horizontal embrace, heading towards the bed.
She wasn’t so tired that she needed to be carried for just a few steps.
What’s the need for such fuss?
Although she thought this, Elly Campbell still let herself be comfortably carried by her island master to lie down on the bed.
"Pregnant women need to rest more, can’t stay up late, and shouldn’t overexert themselves. When we get back, I’ll have Robert Green move all the documents to our house, so I can stay with you at home."
It’s really just a pregnancy, is such exaggeration necessary?
"No need, why make such a fuss."
Elly Campbell turned her inner thoughts into words.
"My wife is pregnant, how can she not be fussy?"
Adam Jones replied indifferently.
"Other people’s wives are still working when they’re about to give birth."
"You aren’t somebody else’s wife, you’re my wife. If other wives are working in their seventh or eighth month, it’s because their husbands are useless, unable to afford their wives the luxury to be fussy."
She was rendered speechless.
"Okay, whatever my wife says."
Right now the wife is in charge, and he can’t do anything to anger her.
Adam Jones then lay down beside Elly Campbell, a face full of happiness, holding her in his arms, and closed his eyes.
But after a while, Elly Campbell could still feel that the person beside her had no intention of sleeping, occasionally letting out a few low chuckles, and from time to time not letting go of touching her belly.
After several instances , Elly Campbell finally couldn’t bear it any longer, "Adam Jones, will you ever stop? It’s just a pregnancy, is it that big of a deal?"
"It is a big deal..."
Adam Jones didn’t dare to confront his wife head-on, so he could only whisper softly and pitifully like a little woman.
He obediently agreed again, laying down beside her in earnest.
But after less than ten minutes of behaving, Elly Campbell could feel the person beside her starting to laugh like an idiot again.
Yet he was afraid of disturbing Madam Wife, desperately trying to suppress his laughter.
Finally, Elly Campbell, unable to handle his foolishness, could only sigh, "Adam Jones, if you’re so happy just laugh out loud, don’t hold it back and hurt yourself."
Adam Jones stiffened, feeling the helplessness in his wife’s tone, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
However, he couldn’t help but feel uncontrollably excited.
After a short pause, he suddenly sat up from the bed and got off...
"What are you doing now?"
"I’m going to call Samuel Wilson."
Why is he calling Samuel Wilson in the middle of the night for no reason?
Elly Campbell glanced at the clock on the wall, it was one o’clock in the morning, Samuel Wilson must be asleep by now.
Before she could speak, a certain idiot next to her had already dialed the number.
The call rang for a while before being answered, and just as it was picked up, I heard Adam Jones speak earnestly to the person on the other end of the phone:
"My wife is pregnant."
Why does it sound so strange?
On the other end of the call, Samuel Wilson, initially in a daze from sleep, was jolted awake by Adam Jones’s words, nearly falling off the bed.