Elly Campbell wasn’t sure if her words had consoled Adam Jones; all she saw was him looking at her, revealing a faint smile, "Thank you, wife."
That day, Adam Jones didn’t come close to Elly Campbell again, except for mealtimes when he joined her for lunch.
Because she had developed the habit of taking a nap after becoming pregnant, she went to the adjoining rest room of the CEO’s Office to take a midday rest.
The employees at Jones had a two-hour lunch break.
Hence, at that time, the employees had also gone out to dine and take a break. After Adam Jones had covered Elly Campbell with the blanket, she thought he would lie down beside her to sleep.
But she saw him only kiss her forehead, then he turned and walked out.
"Where are you going?"
She reached out to hold him back, her eyebrows knitted with concern.
He smiled faintly and subtly moved her hand away from his wrist.
"I still have a bit of business to attend to, I can’t accompany you, so sleep well."
Elly Campbell wanted to say something else, but Adam Jones had already left the room.
His entire demeanor was strangely calm, leaving Elly Campbell feeling somewhat uneasy.
Ever since the frightening action he took earlier that day, he hadn’t been close to her at all.
It seemed he was indeed scared by the morning’s incident.
Elly Campbell stared at the door he had closed, her lips pursed and her eyebrows furrowed.
But in the end, she didn’t chase after him to ask, afraid that it would make him feel even worse by remembering the morning’s events.
She sat on the bed for a while, then lay down to sleep.
Adam Jones sat back in his office chair, his gaze drifting toward the door of the next room, his eyes gradually dimming.
He had originally been confident that even if he couldn’t remember the past, as long as he still loved her, it was enough.
If nothing else, it was like meeting her for the first time and falling in love all over again, living through a phase of life. Even if the remaining memories were too strange, as long as he didn’t believe them, they would just be an insignificant fragment that wouldn’t have any impact on his life or his emotions.
But now he knew he had been thinking too simply.
How could the other party, having planned all this with such trouble, let him off easily?
The two fragments lingering in his mind were likely part of their scheme.
Sophie Baker, Aunt Lily...
What roles had these two played in it all?
When Elly Campbell woke up from her nap, it was already past three o’clock, an hour and a half away from the end of the workday.
After washing up, she came out of the room to find Adam Jones still working at his desk. He looked up at the sound of the door opening and gave her a soft smile.
Elly Campbell nodded, glancing at the mountain of files on his desk, her brow furrowed:
"Didn’t you rest at noon?"
"Yes, I don’t have the habit of taking a nap. It was a good time to deal with some of the work left over from before."
Elly Campbell nodded, not saying much more, although she knew that not having the habit of napping was just an excuse. Based on her previous understanding of him, if it weren’t for being scared by the morning’s events, why would he have missed such a good opportunity to "accompany her to sleep"?
After all, because he stood up for her against Edward Gresia that morning, she had even eagerly asked him for a reward.
Adam Jones put down the files in his hands and stood up to walk towards her.