Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 503. Compliment me a few more times_1

Chapter 503: 503. Compliment me a few more times_1

"Is that really made by you?"

Elly Campbell somewhat disbelieved. In the three years they were married, she had never seen Adam Jones step foot into the kitchen, and considering the Jones family employed so many servants, including several chefs for various cuisines, she never imagined Adam would enter the kitchen.

So, naturally, she was even less likely to think that Adam could actually cook.

Although the Western breakfast he made that morning was quite decent, she hadn’t considered that he could make a Chinese dish so appetizing as well.

Looking at the seafood noodles in front of her, simple in ingredients yet rich in color, aroma, and taste, Elly couldn’t help but pick up her chopsticks.

"Of course, I made it. You watched me make it, didn’t you forget?"

Adam Jones sat opposite her, his tall figure suddenly leaning forward, his usually deep eyes now carried a teasing smile.

"When I was making it, you kept praising me."

Elly was completely unaffected, but seeing that teasing and slightly suggestive look in Adam’s eyes, she knew he was probably not going to say anything nice, so she directly ignored him and started eating with her chopsticks.

After just one bite, she stopped, a subtle spark of delight flickering in her eyes.

It... it’s actually pretty delicious.

Although she didn’t show it on her face, the satisfaction in her eyes didn’t escape Adam, who instantly felt elated.

"Does it taste good?"

Adam spoke with a look of "Honey, praise me, I’m ready for it."

Perhaps truly hungry, Elly was engrossed in her meal when she absentmindedly heard him say something. With a slight annoyance, she lift her eyelids and glanced at him.

Seeing Adam expecting praise, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but twitch, "It’s alright."

"Just alright?"

Adam raised an eyebrow, clearly dissatisfied with her response, "Praise me some more."

Elly frowned, beginning to doubt if this man before her was still the aloof man she remembered, like a sacred lotus atop a snowy mountain.

"How do you want me to praise you?"

She asked impatiently, continuing to eat the noodles in her bowl with her chopsticks.

"How you praised me when I was cooking the noodles, say it again now."

Adam inched closer with a mischievous look, his dark pupils gleaming with anticipation.

When cooking noodles?

Elly frowned, with no recollection at all and given their strained relationship, she doubted she ever offered much praise, so she simply said:

"I don’t remember."

"No problem, I’ll remind you."

Adam leaned in even closer, his eyes playful, teasing as he looked at her.

Something appeared to come to his mind, his pupils deepened, and that intense, fervent emotion spilling from his gaze made Elly feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"You said at that time, ’Husband you’re so awesome, husband you’re great, husband you’re so powerful, husband...’"

"Adam Jones!"

Elly could no longer stand it and interjected, her teeth clenched, confronting his innocent look with a warning, "That’s enough!"

She knew he would never say anything pleasant, right?

How could she possibly praise him like that?

"Isn’t that how you praised me? Don’t you remember?"

Elly gave him an indifferent roll of her eyes, leaving him to contemplate on his own.

Adam sighed with some regret, "I should have recorded you praising me back then to see how you would deny it."

He reached out and gave her nose a playful scrape before settling back down in his seat.