Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 616. If I die, how can I bring you happiness_1

Chapter 616: 616. If I die, how can I bring you happiness_1

Elly Campbell didn’t understand his logic and frowned unhappily, "What does saving water have to do with bathing together?"

"Of course, there’s a connection. When two people bathe, we can stand closer together, and the water that pours down will hit both of us without being wasted," he explained.

He pressed his faintly scalding body against Elly, a teasing glint in his eyes, "Like this."

Seeing his blatantly flirtatious action, and the obvious ill intent in her eyes, she immediately darkened her expression.

Without another word, Adam scooped her up sideways and, amid Elly’s shouts of surprise and curses, kicked open the bathroom door with her in his arms.

With swift and practiced movements, he stripped off his own clothes, then roamed his hands all over Elly, quickly and efficiently peeling every article of her clothing off.

"Wife, let me serve you with a bath..."

"Get lost...ugh...bastard..."

In the bathroom, the sound of teeth-gritted curses mingled with someone’s hoarse voice, rising and falling...

An hour of play, just as Elly said, and they were still not finished.

As they bathed, the beast started to get restless, and after being devoured by him over and over again, the bath was taken many times over.

In the end, Elly’s legs were so weak she could hardly stand, watching the beastly vigor in him, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Why didn’t I wear you out to death!"

She darkened her face, rubbed her sore and tender waist, and growled.

Adam, with a face full of satisfaction, took a bath towel from the cabinet, wrapped her in it, and carried her out of the bathroom, reassuringly kissing her,

"That won’t do, if I die, how can I make you happy?"

He emphasized the word "happy," gazing at the marks he had left on Elly’s neck, his eyes darkening again, the flickering light growing more intense.

"Wife, for the sake of your happiness, I must keep fit every day, maintaining a good physique!"

"You get lost!"

"All right! Let’s roll on the bed."

As he spoke, he carried Elly, quickening his pace towards the bed.

However, this time he was really just teasing her; he had been hard on her in the bathroom just now, and he truly didn’t dare to go any further, fearing he might push his beloved wife too far.

"Sit and rest for a while, I’ll get you some clothes to change into," he said.

Then he took the initiative to go to the walk-in closet, choosing a set of home clothes to help her into.

Even just helping her change left a certain ravenous beast parched and hoarse, his voice going mute.

Elly gave him a cold stare, took the clothes herself to put on, and, supporting her sore waist, lay on the bed.

After being vigorously toyed with and breaking out in a sweat, she had no trace of sleepiness left, even after the bath.

Once Adam had changed into his clothes, he lay down beside her and gently wrapped his arm around her waist, "Come here, let hubby give you a massage."

The moment his hand touched Elly’s waist, she winced in pain and instinctively shrank back before turning to glare fiercely at him, saying:

"Don’t touch me for a month!"

"Alright, I won’t touch!"

Adam agreed very readily, gently patting Elly’s shoulder and coaxing her as if soothing a child, afraid she would get too angry.

She knew he was just placating her by the quickness of his response, so she simply turned her back to him and ignored him.

Adam scooped her into his arms from behind, apologizing and coaxing at the same time, "Still mad?"