Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 213. Staying by her side without leaving_1

Chapter 213: 213. Staying by her side without leaving_1

"Stop moving, Elly Campbell, your wound is going to split open."

His voice was hoarse as he spoke into her ear.

It was as if Elly Campbell couldn’t hear him, with the tears welling up fiercer in the depths of her eyes, and she kept repeating that one sentence—

She hated him.

"Elly Campbell!"

"Adam Jones, Adam Jones..."

She cried so heartbreakingly, Adam Jones had never seen her cry like this, when she was sober, she was always so indifferent and noble, always with that look of disdain for everyone.

This time, by taking her son away from her, it seemed he had stolen all of her beliefs as well.

Adam Jones furrowed his brow, feeling a trace of guilt growing within him.

After a moment, he said to her softly as she lay in a semi-conscious, emotionally out-of-control state, "Fine, I’ll give your son back to you, I won’t fight over him; now lie still."

It wasn’t clear if she had taken in Adam Jones’s words, but Elly Campbell truly stopped making a fuss, and her previously intense emotions gradually calmed down, her features easing as well.

Elly Campbell woke up in the middle of the night with a splitting headache, feeling as if her brain was about to explode any second, the pain unbearable.

The right corner of her forehead was throbbing painfully, as if the skin on her forehead was being torn apart by a sharp instrument, involuntarily making her groan.

She lifted her hand to cover the throbbing on her forehead, when a deep and familiar male voice, full of concealed worry, sounded above her face, "Are you awake?"

Elly Campbell’s movement halted abruptly, and her slightly closed eyes suddenly flew open, locking onto those deep, piercing black eyes; she was so stunned that it took a good long while for her to regain her composure.

Adam Jones’s voice came through again, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I’ll call the doctor to come over."

Elly Campbell finally snapped back to reality. The night light in the hospital room wasn’t bright, but from the depths of Adam Jones’s eyes, she saw her own pale face and the bandaged wound on her forehead, which was extremely jarring.

"Adam Jones?"

Her voice was hoarse and bewildered, not understanding why Adam Jones was in front of her, and what was her current situation?

Seeing the bewilderment in her eyes, Adam Jones spoke in a composed voice to answer for her, "You were drunk and had a car accident on the road."

His explanation made Elly Campbell’s eyes flash with unmistaken surprise, then she sat dazedly on the bed, unable to recall how she ended up in a car accident.

The wound on her forehead was still throbbing painfully. She unconsciously furrowed her brow and her hand lightly touched the wound, involuntarily making several pained groans.

Adam Jones watched her in this state, feeling a pang of sympathy, and he couldn’t help but say, "The doctor said you have a mild concussion, lie down properly and rest, don’t move around."

Adam Jones’s words made Elly Campbell pause, and she looked up at him again, her expression carrying a hint of icy complexity.

Had Adam Jones been by her side this whole time?

On one hand, he was fighting her for their son, and on the other, he was playing the good guy in front of her?

Adam Jones saw the sudden chill in the depths of Elly Campbell’s eyes, and felt a chill in his heart, clearly guessing what she was thinking.

The next second, he heard Elly Campbell say, "Thank you for tonight, but it’s late, President Jones should go back earlier."

Adam Jones looked at her, suppressing the desolation and slight pain in his heart, and after a moment, he let out a cold laugh, "Your ability to burn bridges once you’ve crossed them is really getting impressive."

When she was drunk, she was as docile as a child, and now that she was sober, she wanted to send him away.