Seeing that Elly Campbell did not refuse again, the corners of Adam Jones’s lips couldn’t help but curve up, and he also heaved a sigh of relief. He didn’t know when he had started to become somewhat afraid of hearing Elly Campbell reject him over and over again.
They then got in the car, and the driver, sitting in the driver’s seat, cautiously asked, "Mr. President, shall we go straight home?"
At the same time, the driver looked through the rearview mirror at Elly Campbell’s ashen face, his expression somewhat difficult to describe.
Ever since finding out that the lady had cheated on his boss and had a child with another man, every time he saw her, he felt as if his head was tied to his belt.
After all, knowing such an earth-shattering secret about his boss being cuckolded, he feared that he might be silenced by the president at any moment.
He didn’t understand what the lady was thinking; Mr. Jones had both wealth and looks, and most importantly, he doted on his wife. How could she have the audacity to cheat and even have a child, then still have the gall to show the president her sour face?
If Elly Campbell knew that the driver was thinking of her as such a morally depraved, clueless woman, she would definitely be furious to the point of spitting blood, and might even pick up a scalpel and stab Adam to pieces.
Adam Jones gave an address and glanced at Elly Campbell, noticing that although her face was still composed, her hand was resting on her stomach, which clearly showed she was quite hungry. Adam unconsciously furrowed his brows, and when they reached the next intersection, he suddenly spoke up, "Stop the car."
The driver obediently pulled over, and after Adam Jones said, "Wait here for me," he got out and left.
Elly Campbell had no idea where Adam Jones was headed; all she wanted to do was to quickly finish eating and leave. Being entangled by Adam Jones was becoming too much for her to handle.
Five minutes later, Adam Jones returned, holding a small box of pastries and a cup of hot milk, which he handed to Elly Campbell, "Have something to eat to fill your stomach first."
Looking at the food handed to her, Elly Campbell paused for a moment, then lifted her eyes to look at Adam Jones. A flicker of surprise passed through her otherwise calm gaze, not expecting that Adam had gotten off the car to buy her something to eat.
It could be said that Adam Jones had never been so kind to her before. This made Elly Campbell’s feelings somewhat complicated. After a short while, she still reached out to take it, coldly saying a word, "Thanks."
She did not probe into why Adam Jones had suddenly changed; after all, none of that mattered to her now. Although she rejected Adam Jones, she could not let herself suffer from hunger.
Moreover, she was hungry all day precisely because she had been out rescuing his sister. For this favor, she felt completely justified in accepting it.
After drinking the milk and eating some of the pastries, Elly Campbell finally felt a bit of relief in her stomach. Once again, the car fell into silence.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a restaurant, "Mr. President, we’ve arrived at the restaurant."
Adam Jones glanced at the silent Elly Campbell and said, "Let’s get out."
Elly Campbell came back from her reverie, followed by opening the door and getting out of the car. Looking at the restaurant’s name, she instinctively asked, "I thought you didn’t eat spicy food?"
"Who said I don’t eat spicy food?"
Adam Jones did not know why Elly Campbell had asked that and just responded offhandedly.
Actually, as soon as Elly Campbell asked that question, she immediately realized the truth in her heart. Now hearing Adam Jones’s response, her eyes already showed complete understanding.