Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 502. Your belly is more honest than your mouth_1

Chapter 502: 502. Your belly is more honest than your mouth_1

Adam Jones saw she was silent, and couldn’t help but ask again with concern, "Elly, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

His voice was soft and carried an extreme gentleness that made Elly Campbell’s heart tremble.

"No, just a headache."

"Then, let me rub it for a while longer."

Elly Campbell: "..."

Brother?

Where did this flirtatious nickname come from? Was he starting to be flirty again?

Adam Jones suppressed the smile in his eyes and intentionally pronounced the words "brother," playfully looking forward to seeing his wife’s expression.

Sure enough, after he finished that sentence, she decisively furrowed her brows with a hint of disdain.

He pursed his lips, pushing down the laughter between his brows, pretended not to see it, and continued to press her temples while saying:

"Does it feel better now? If it still hurts, I can rub it for a while longer."

Whenever Elly Campbell heard the word "brother," she felt almost unbearable, as if all her pores were going to explode.

She pressed her lips together and endured it, but eventually couldn’t help but say, "Can you not say that word?"

Adam Jones, standing behind her, couldn’t help but curve his lips into a smile, which gradually grew larger, although Elly Campbell, with her back to him, did not notice.

"Which word?"

Adam Jones feigned innocence, completely unaware that he had been categorized by his wife as both flirty and frivolous.

"Brother."

Elly Campbell didn’t think much about it and casually answered.

"Eh."

Adam Jones naturally responded, his smile growing even wider.

Elly Campbell: "..."

That response from Adam Jones made her face suddenly chill with anger.

She lifted her hand, shook off Adam’s hold, turned to glare at him, and caught the triumphant smile he had not yet managed to hide.

Elly Campbell knew she had been teased by this "little flirt," and her face turned even darker.

She stood up from the sofa, intending to get some water from the kitchen, and Adam Jones eagerly followed after her.

"Are you hungry? I cooked you some noodles; they’re still in the insulation box."

Still furious from Adam’s earlier teasing, Elly Campbell didn’t want to engage with him and replied tersely, "I’m not eating."

No sooner had the words left her mouth than her stomach betrayed her with a loud rumble.

Elly Campbell’s face turned from dark to bright red, all the way to her ears.

Adam Jones looked at her like that, and even though she was angry, he couldn’t bear to look away.

He ingratiatingly moved closer and coaxed, "Alright, your stomach is much more honest than your mouth. Be good, don’t be mad at me. Go sit in the dining room, and I’ll bring the noodles out for you."

Elly Campbell gave him a cold look, opened her mouth to say something, but Adam Jones was one step ahead, saying, "You threw up everything in your stomach earlier; you should eat something to fill it up, or you’ll feel bad in the middle of the night."

Saying so, he didn’t wait for Elly Campbell’s consent, just took her hand and led her to the dining table to sit down.

"Wait here for me."

Without another word, he headed for the kitchen.

Sitting at the dining table, Elly Campbell watched Adam’s tall figure bustling in the kitchen, her feelings a jumble as she pursed her lips.

Just then, Adam emerged from the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, setting one in front of her, "Try it and see if it’s good?"

Gazing at the steaming noodles, Elly Campbell felt her hunger intensify. Just the sight of the dish was enough to make her salivate involuntarily.