Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 364. Shouldn’t keep making mistakes_1

Chapter 364: 364. Shouldn’t keep making mistakes_1

He watched as Elly Campbell looked at him with indifferent eyes, as if she were holding a knife, slowly stabbing it into his heart, the movement so slow, it pained him to death and back, but she just wouldn’t grant him a quick end.

The feeling of pain without blood was truly unbearable.

He just watched silently as her eyes, sharp as blade edges, repeatedly executed his heart. After a long time, he barely managed to utter a low sound, "I’m sorry."

Apart from sorry, he couldn’t find any words to defend himself.

Elly Campbell did not have any extreme reaction, but simply stood up slowly from her chair and said, "No need to apologize. Do you know why I appeared there?"

She stood in front of him, her gaze serene, "I received a strange text message, saying you were having a private meeting with someone, I went to catch you in the act."

Her words were spoken calmly, without any psychological burden.

"So, Adam Jones, no need to say sorry. Back then, neither of us would choose to trust the other. Even if we hadn’t taken that step at that time, something similar might have happened later. It’s just that back then I didn’t realize this and stubbornly insisted that it had to be you," she said.

Since Elly Campbell had walked in, her mood had been very calm. There were no questions, no anger—she maintained a completely indifferent attitude.

Even now, knowing that he had misunderstood her back then and hurt her in such a way, she didn’t show any anger.

But the more she behaved like this, the more panic Adam Jones felt in his heart; he knew that Elly Campbell was probably drifting further and further away from him.

This realization caused a sudden panic in his heart, the pain as if his heart was being torn apart quickly enveloped his entire being.

Back then I didn’t realize this and stubbornly insisted that it had to be you...

He savored Elly Campbell’s words carefully, as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly, so tightly that he could not breathe.

He looked at her, his smile somewhat bleak, "So, what now? Have you thought it through, not delusional anymore, planning to let go of me, is that it?"

His eyes were a bit bloodshot; his already pale face was now even paler, like paper.

Elly Campbell, seeing him like this, felt a bit of complexity in her emotions. After a long time, she steeled her heart and looked away from Adam Jones’s face, saying, "We have both been wrong for too long. We shouldn’t keep making mistakes."

After speaking, she started to walk away. Adam Jones subconsciously reached out to grab her, but caught nothing.

"Elly!"

His hoarse voice called out to her from behind, his stomach started to cramp again, as if several knives were twisting inside it. But at this moment, he couldn’t care less about that—he only knew that he was really about to lose Elly Campbell.

The pain of this realization was far more unbearable than the cramping in his stomach.

"Don’t go."

His voice was filled with a heartbreaking plea, begging Elly Campbell to look at him without any dignity.

He extended his hand, cautiously trying to pull her back, but she deftly avoided him.

"I still have a lot to do. You should rest."

She looked at him, speaking with a hardened heart. As she took steps to leave, Adam Jones still managed to grab her, his complexion growing paler, "Don’t leave..."

His hoarse voice carried a slight tremble, "I’m not asking for your forgiveness; I just want... I just want you to give me another chance..."

His breath had weakened significantly, the tremor in his voice becoming more evident, and sweat began to seep out in dense beads on his forehead.