Elly Campbell knew that Adam Jones was intentionally keeping his distance from her because of the incident that morning.
She didn’t press him for answers or accuse him, knowing she had to give him time to think things through.
But she had given him a whole day, and even after dinner had passed, and the trial was halfway done, Adam still hadn’t returned, Elly was starting to get annoyed.
She didn’t continue to wait for him; after she had washed up, she went to bed and slept.
It wasn’t until the middle of the night that she was vaguely awakened by the movement of being covered with a blanket.
Groggily opening her eyes, she saw the night light was on in the room. Elly glanced at the wall clock and realized it was already past one in the morning.
Adam hadn’t expected Elly to wake up at this time. Caught off guard, he froze for a moment, then, feeling guilty, nodded.
"Yeah, I’m back. Did I wake you up?"
"No, I got enough sleep."
Elly sat up in bed, noting the fatigue on his face, her brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Have you had dinner?"
"Yeah, I ate at the office."
"Did you finish all your work?"
Adam was taken aback, then absent-mindedly replied.
Seeing his distraction, Elly didn’t press further but simply yawned and continued:
"Then hurry up and wash up, come to bed."
Adam got up and walked toward the bathroom, looking back at Elly before he entered.
Seeing Elly turn over to lie down again, he pursed his lips and stepped into the bathroom.
He stayed inside for a full hour, waiting until he was certain that Elly must have fallen asleep again before he came out.
Taking a set of fresh clothes, he opened the master bedroom door, planning to go to the room opposite.
He had just opened the door, not yet stepping out, when Elly’s voice came from behind, "Are you planning on sleeping in separate rooms from me now?"
Adam’s body stiffened abruptly, and when he turned, he saw Elly leaning against the headboard, looking at him with a cool gaze.
"Elly, haven’t you fallen asleep yet?"
"You stayed in the bathroom for more than an hour just to wait for me to fall asleep so you could leave me and sleep in a separate room?"
She raised an eyebrow at Adam, her expression cool, neither angry nor enraged.
Yet it was this indifferent demeanor that made Adam even more uneasy.
He pursed his lips, carefully choosing his words before speaking:
"I remembered I still had some work to take care of, didn’t want to disturb you in the room."
Once more, he used work as an excuse, giving it to Elly as a form of appeasement.
Elly didn’t remain quiet like earlier in the day; instead, she threw back the covers, got out of bed, and strode towards him.
The rise and fall of her chest indicated she was clearly upset.
"Adam Jones, it’s been a day already, enough is enough."
Hearing this, Adam looked at Elly in surprise. He thought she hadn’t noticed, but she had seen through his deliberate avoidance all along.
"I know what you’re worried about, but I trust you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me or the child."
Elly cut him off, looking earnestly into his eyes:
"Adam Jones, avoiding me as if I were a plague, that’s the greatest hurt you could do to me."
"It’s not that, wife, I’m not trying to avoid you, but I’m afraid... afraid that something morning might happen again, if I can’t control myself..."