Locked under Adam Jones’s deathly glare, Robert Green’s pupils shrank sharply, "I’m sorry, President, I misspoke."
I shouldn’t have told the truth.
Adam actually didn’t take it too much to heart; it was just the starkly different answers from Robert Green and Aunt Lily that sent a chill through his heart.
Who was telling the truth between these two?
Was Robert Green really his man, or was he Elly Campbell’s?
Putting together the fragments in his mind, it seemed that Aunt Lily’s version was more truthful, but somehow, deep down, he felt more inclined to side with Robert Green.
Seeing that Adam didn’t pursue the issue, Robert Green nodded and continued:
"Four years later, the lady reappeared, and you, realizing your mistake, began to woo her anew."
Ha! "Realizing your mistake" sounds nice, doesn’t it? It was more like relentless badgering, okay?
But unless Robert Green was tired of living, he would never dare voice that out loud.
However, the obvious disdain on his face was unmistakably caught by Adam Jones.
He furrowed his brows, his voice sinking, "Tell the truth."
Robert Green frowned slightly, looking troubled.
The president asking him to tell the truth? Wasn’t that a bit unfair?
It wasn’t as if Adam didn’t recall how he chased after the lady, to the extent that even his face seemed to have left home for quite a while.
If he weren’t amnesiac, he would now remind the president to try and retrieve that runaway face.
"Well... your tactics in pursuing the lady... were a bit desperate."
Seeing that he seemed not to get angry, Robert Green pushed his luck further:
"President, would you like me to give you a few examples?"
While he appeared earnest, Adam Jones saw a hint of schadenfreude in the face of this bothersome assistant.
He really wanted to say "no need," but his mouth very honestly uttered an "Hmm."
Upon hearing the boss’s agreement, Robert Green’s eyes brightened, and he eagerly recounted all the ways his boss had used to chase after the lady.
Adam Jones listened with a furrowing brow.
"I even pretended to faint and vomit blood to gain Elly Campbell’s sympathy?"
"Yes, President. If you hadn’t pretended to faint at that time, the lady wouldn’t have taken you to the hospital and looked after you for several days."
Robert Green answered seriously, glossing over the fact it was him who had mistakenly thought the president feigned fainting.
Seeing Robert Green detail everything so clearly, and not at all like it was made up on the spot, Adam felt a great deal of belief in his heart.
Thinking about how he had pursued Elly Campbell like that, his feelings were rather indescribable.
It seemed he had genuinely liked Elly Campbell a lot.
All sorts of sweet nothings and flirtations.
No wonder that woman was so audacious in his presence, not the least bit scared of him.
"So why did we get divorced?"
Adam Jones was struck by a critical point. If he liked Elly Campbell so much, why would they divorce?
Hearing the question, Robert Green’s expression grew complicated, and even more so internally.
He didn’t show it, but inside he resumed his Jones-style rant.
What else could it be? It’s your "acting up" flaring again.
"You didn’t mention it, but it’s probably still about that misunderstanding nine years ago."
"The misunderstanding nine years ago?"
Was it that fragment in his mind?
"Related to that Sophie Baker?"
Adam Jones furrowed his brows, asking.