Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 504. Division of labor and cooperation_1

Secretly savoring the compliments Elly Campbell had given him, along with the image of her straddling him on the rooftop, which had made him feel incredibly hot and bothered, Adam found himself with a dry mouth and a parched tongue.

His lower abdomen warmed up as well, and a certain area began to swell, showing the tendency to stand tall and proud.

In the future, he absolutely couldn’t let this little temptress drink again; others drink for money, she drinks for his life—specifically, the life of his "big brother."

Her tender siege was deadly without being seen.

Elly Campbell didn’t want to continue humoring him. The more she did, the more energized he became. Besides, she was truly starving at this moment. And the bowl of noodles Adam had made looked simple, but the flavor was comparable to a Michelin-starred chef’s, triggering her entire appetite.

It wasn’t long before she had finished the large bowl of seafood noodles in front of her, not even leaving any broth behind.

Seeing his wife so appreciative, the displeasure Adam felt due to the tormenting of his "big brother" dissipated somewhat.

"Are you full?"

He leaned in with a cheeky grin, a hint of playfulness flashing through his eyes, "If you haven’t had enough, hubby can make you more noodles."

"No need."

Elly Campbell rejected him outright. After the rejection, however, she felt something was off, especially as she noticed the deepening amusement in Adam’s eyes, that feeling of something being off grew stronger.

She considered the meaning behind Adam’s words and combined them with her own response. After some thought, there didn’t seem to be anything amiss, but the playful look in Adam’s eyes made her increasingly uncomfortable.

Eventually, she couldn’t stand it anymore and burst out, "What are you laughing at?"

The smile at the bottom of Adam’s eyes gradually faded, and the color in his pupils darkened a few shades as he stared directly into Elly’s slightly angered eyes, and the next second, he chuckled.

"Elly, I’ve noticed that you react much quicker when you’re drunk than when you’re sober."

Elly pursed her brow, not understanding the meaning behind Adam’s words.

But Adam’s intimate approach still made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Deciding not to continue discussing this topic with Adam, she got up and began to clear away the dishes and utensils.

Looking at the bowl in front of Adam, which still had half of the noodles left, she asked, "Are you still going to eat? If not, I’m going to clear it away."

Elly Campbell didn’t feel quite right letting Adam do both the cooking and the dishwashing, so she took the initiative to prepare to clean up and wash the dishes.

Adam, however, wasn’t hungry. Having been teased all night by this person, he was so full he felt bloated. The only thing he could stomach was her; he had no appetite for other food.

"I’m not eating anymore."

He watched her with a smile and shook his head.

Elly found his smile increasingly irritating. She averted her gaze and didn’t look at him, instead focusing solely on cleaning up the dining table and heading to the kitchen with the dishes they had both used.

Adam immediately followed her into the kitchen, and just as Elly was about to start washing the dishes, Adam stopped her.

"Let me wash them."

Elly glanced at him, her eyes covertly scanning over his injured right arm, then shook her head:

"No need. Since you cooked, I’ll take care of washing the dishes."

For some reason, when Adam heard her say that, there was a sweet feeling inside him, wrapped in a sense of the mundane and happiness found in common marital life.

"Do we really need to divide the chores so clearly?"