Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 583. Afraid of losing control_1

Chapter 583: 583. Afraid of losing control_1

Having finished speaking, under Elly Campbell’s furious gaze, he simply shed his outer clothes and entered the shower opposite the bathtub.

The man’s tall figure was faintly visible through the mist, his fit and powerful body obscured by the water vapor in such a teasing way that just looking at him made Elly feel her mouth go dry.

She averted her eyes unnaturally, closed them, and leaned back in the bathtub, daring not to look anymore.

She was afraid... um, that she couldn’t restrain herself.

The water temperature was just right, and she was so exhausted that Elly’s eyelids began to sink bit by bit.

When Adam Jones finished his shower and came out, had Elly already fallen asleep in the bathtub?

Worried that Elly might catch a cold, Adam grabbed a towel, quickly dried himself, and then lifted Elly out of the water.

After drying her off with the towel, he brought her clothes and helped her change into them. Perhaps she was truly worn out, for she didn’t wake up throughout these movements.

Adam felt a mix of satisfaction and heartache.

When he had rushed back home late at night, he worried she might confront him about revealing their relationship online or even give him the cold shoulder.

But she did none of that, didn’t bring any of it up, and even gave him this surprise.

It let him know that in the days he hadn’t been home, she had been thinking of him, too.

He leaned down to kiss her cheek and couldn’t help but hold her tightly in his arms, whispering by her ear, "Thank you, wife. I love you."

After two sleepless nights, now that he was holding his delicate wife in his arms, he fell into a contented sleep as soon as he touched the bed.

William Campbell woke up early in the morning and saw Daddy in the kitchen making breakfast, happily rushing over.

"Daddy, you’re back."

"Shh! Mommy is still sleeping, William, keep your voice down, don’t wake Mommy."

William nodded earnestly, then furrowed his brow and voiced his concern:

"Mommy must have worked too late and exhausted herself last night. Can Daddy not let Mommy get so tired in the future?"

The innocent words of the little guy sounded different in someone’s ears.

Thinking of how hard his wife had "worked" last night, he felt somewhat uneasy.

"Cough!"

He coughed lightly, with a bit of pretense, and said, "Daddy will try not to let Mommy get too tired."

"Why ’try’? Shouldn’t a man be tender towards his woman and rush to do all the hard and tiring work?"

That’s what the uncles on the TV shows Auntie watches always say.

"Well, there are some tasks that men should rush to do, and some that only women can do. That’s called division of labor."

"What are those tasks?"

"You wouldn’t understand, you’ll know when you grow up."

Elly Campbell, dragging her stiff body out of the room, heard this odd exchange between father and son downstairs.

Especially Adam, that brute, was actually discussing the issue of division of labor seriously with his son—he made her want to beat him up.

"Adam Jones!"

With a hoarse voice, Elly roared and then, fuming, walked down from upstairs.

"What are you discussing with your son?"

"Hm? What did I say?"

Adam looked at Elly innocently, with an expression of utter cluelessness about what he might have said wrong.

"Just... just that... that division of labor thing..."

Elly’s face uncontrollably turned red.

Watching her ears slowly redden, Adam chuckled softly.

"There are many things in this world that require division of labor between men and women. What’s wrong with what I said?"

Elly: "..."