Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 461. Glance once, for a lifetime_1

Chapter 461: 461. Glance once, for a lifetime_1

Elly Campbell was carried up the stairs all the way, and between the master bedroom and the guest room, Adam decisively chose the guest room where he slept.

He carefully laid Elly Campbell down on the bed, felt that the wound on his arm seemed to tear a little, lifted his sleeve to check, and saw some blood oozing through the gauze, but not much.

Adam didn’t bother with it; after lowering his sleeve, he lay down beside Elly Campbell.

Elly Campbell felt she had slept soundly that night, the sort of existential emptiness she had felt for so many years inexplicably filled up during that night.

She opened her eyes contentedly and met an enlarged handsome face.

The face’s owner was looking at her with adoring eyes full of love, his voice raspy and sexy from just waking up, "Awake?"

Elly Campbell was startled, and the next second, she became fully alert and sat up abruptly on the bed.

"How could I be on your bed?"

Adam looked at her panic-stricken appearance and helplessly spread his hands, "You should ask yourself that. I was sleeping soundly when you came to my bed in the middle of the night for what purpose?"

He looked so innocent that it almost made Elly Campbell start to doubt herself.

Adam’s face slowly moved a few inches closer to her, "You wanted to sleep with me by clutching that pillow yesterday, didn’t you? Won’t you admit it?"

He leaned in and kissed her astonished cheek, laughing, "You had to sneak in in the middle of the night. So naughty!"

With that, he playfully flicked her nose.

Elly Campbell was bewildered. The kiss from Adam had just come out of nowhere, and with such a doting gesture, she was even more perplexed.

"It’s still early, our son is still sleeping. If you’re still tired, sleep a bit more. I’ll go downstairs and make breakfast for you."

Adam gently patted Elly Campbell’s still muddled head and went downstairs.

Only when Adam had left the room did Elly Campbell snap back to her senses.

She carefully recalled when she fell asleep last night, and her expression suddenly darkened.

She was clearly sleeping on the sofa last night. When did she end up in his room?

"That damn bastard!"

Elly Campbell swore through gritted teeth, but then her expression paused as she thought of something else.

He had carried her up the stairs. Wasn’t he worried about tearing open his wound?

Thinking of this, Elly Campbell frowned, fell silent for a moment, and muttered through clenched teeth, "Serves him right."

She got out of bed, went back to the master bedroom to wash up, and thinking of someone in the kitchen who might very well produce a gastronomic disaster, Elly Campbell decided to go downstairs anyway.

Walking down to the first floor, she looked up to see the tall figure in the kitchen.

The morning sun shone through the kitchen’s glass, casting a beam of light on Adam, as if chasing him alone.

Just watching his back was dazzling enough to captivate one’s gaze.

She saw him taking some food he had bought from the supermarket last night out of the fridge, placing them one by one on the marble counter.

He then began to fry eggs.

His movements were more skilled than she had imagined; not only skilled but also very pleasing to the eye. Watching him was a visual delight, enough to feel satisfied without actually eating breakfast.

This made her involuntarily recall the first time she saw Adam Jones, how simply looking at his face made her forget her sorrow.

Perhaps, as Helen had said, she was indeed a ’dog for appearance.’

So when she met Adam Jones, a man with an incredibly handsome face, one look was all it took, and it lasted a lifetime.