Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 113. Careful care_1

Chapter 113: 113. Careful care_1

"Elly Campbell, get up and drink the coffee."

He leaned over Elly, softly calling her a few times, but Elly just furrowed her brow and turned over without any other reaction.

"Elly, stop sleeping for now and drink the coffee."

He walked straight to the bed, pulled the sprawled Elly up, and said, "Drink the coffee, then you can go back to sleep!"

The deep voice carried an irresistible authority, forcibly disturbing Elly’s sleep.

Entirely vexed, Elly’s eyes opened groggily, yet her gaze was vacant and unfocused, signaling she hadn’t truly woken up.

Adam Jones sat by her with the coffee in hand, and she drank it sleepily as Adam fed her, then collapsed back onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Adam Jones found Elly’s state amusing and infuriating at the same time, yet he also felt that this livelier Elly was somehow more endearing and approachable.

After tucking Elly in and dimming the lights, he then went to the study.

When Harry Hall had called him out, Adam had an important collaboration case to handle, which required his personal attention, but as soon as he heard his call concerned Elly, he put everything else aside.

Elly was awakened by thirst in the middle of the night; her throat felt scorched, and she stumbled out of bed, intending to get some water.

"Bang—"

Adam Jones had just finished handling the documents when a loud noise erupted from the bedroom. His heart tightened, and he shot up from his chair, pushed it aside, and quickly went towards the connected bedroom.

The night light in the bedroom was dim, and as Adam rushed over, he saw Elly standing in the dark corner, blankly covering her sore forehead, still dazed, looking somewhat comical.

Adam suppressed a smirk and coughed lightly before approaching her.

"Did it hurt when you hit yourself?"

The sudden voice made Elly stiffen, her movements pausing before she abruptly looked up, the once vacant eyes now clear and alert.

In the dim light, the man’s handsome thick brows, thin lips, and deep facial features revealed an omnipresent aloofness, but at that moment, he seemed much gentler than usual.

"Adam Jones?"

Elly’s voice suddenly turned much colder, and her clear eyes showed undisguised irritation, lacking the previous daze but appearing much sharper.

"Why are you here?"

Her voice was still hoarse and painful when she tried to speak more forcefully. She frowned, her consciousness not fully clear yet.

Adam Jones definitely sensed the emotional change in Elly, his eyes narrowing slightly, clearly somewhat displeased.

"This is my room, Elly!" he said, pressing down the displeasure in his heart, his gaze intensely fixed on her eyes.

Elly was taken aback again and only then noticed the room’s layout, which was unmistakably their bedroom before she left the Jones family.

"Why am I here?"

She asked a different question, her eyes on Adam, the wariness in them undiminished.

Looking at this "ingrate" of a woman, Adam Jones couldn’t help but want to curse. He had abandoned his important work to pick her up from afar, had washed her face, and had fed her coffee to sober her up, and she reacted by guarding against him like he was a thief?