Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 771: Wife’s Mission Impossible_1

Chapter 771: Wife’s Mission Impossible_1

The thought of Adam Jones walking a long distance with such a deep wound, ignoring his own injury for her sake, standing pale-faced in front of her, filled her heart with unbearable pain.

When Adam Jones heard that his beloved wife was crying because of this, he felt amused and pained, but even more delighted.

"It’s okay, I had bandaged it at that time. Even if you hadn’t wasted time with Daisy Thompson, I wouldn’t have let her off easily. Since she wanted to embarrass herself, it’s only right to let the whole world know and fulfill her wish."

He gently patted Elly Campbell’s back and kissed her forehead, saying, "Please stop blaming yourself, okay? The wound might look deep, but it’s really not that serious..."

"Then why didn’t you let me know?"

Adam was cut off mid-sentence by his wife’s dissatisfied voice.

Elly Campbell looked up at him, her eyes still slightly red, the discontent in them clearly visible.

"If the injury is not that serious, why conspire with the doctor to keep it a secret from me? Do you think I, your wife, don’t carry enough weight in your heart that I don’t even deserve to know you’re hurt?"

Adam Jones: "..."

That accusation was terrible to bear.

Adam Jones didn’t dare to argue, immediately admitting his fault, "Wife, I was wrong. Please don’t be angry, and don’t harm your health over someone like me. If you’re unhappy, just hit me or scold me."

As he spoke, he grabbed Elly Campbell’s hand and struck towards his own wound with it.

Elly Campbell withdrew her hand from his grip in shock, her complexion turning a shade paler, but couldn’t resist pinching hard on her own arm out of irritation, "Adam Jones, are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Only if you hit me here will I feel the pain, and only then will I learn my lesson."

Adam Jones hugged Elly Campbell and immediately behaved like a spoiled child.

With his antics, Elly Campbell’s previously gloomy and self-reproachful mood was already suppressed.

Looking at his mischievous face, she snorted coldly and asked, "Then, do you feel sorry for me?"

"Of course, you are my most beloved wife. If I don’t feel sorry for you, who else should I?"

"Most beloved wife? So you mean to say there are other ’ordinary’ wives, number two, number three?"

Adam Jones: "..."

His wife was intentionally picking a quarrel with him.

Adam Jones looked at Elly Campbell, helplessly pinched her face, and said, "Wife, we are still a loving couple without this quibbling."

Elly Campbell didn’t say anything, just gave him a weighty, deadly stare.

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze, Adam Jones raised his hand and touched his nose self-consciously, yet desperate to survive, he quickly added—

"Of course, even with this quibbling, we are still a loving couple."

Elly Campbell, amused by his clownish demeanor, twitched her mouth and repeated the earlier subject, "Do you really feel sorry for me?"

"Of course."

Adam Jones answered without a moment’s hesitation. His own wife, whom else would he pity if not her?

"Oh, so if I hit myself, won’t that hurt you even more? It must be much more painful than hitting your wound, right?"

Adam Jones: "..."

She was still laying traps for him to fall into.

"Please don’t hit yourself. Hitting the wound just worsens it, but if you hit yourself, I’d be so pained I’d lose my life."

"Humph! I don’t know where you’ve learned all this sweet talk from, it’s getting more and more slick."