Now, Adam Jones sees her as Elly Campbell, and over ti, when Adam truly falls for her, even if the deception is revealed, she believes that Adam won’t be so cruel to her.
After all, Elly Campbell is dead, and with Elly’s face and having ford a relationship with Adam, how could he be so rciless to her?
Isn’t it written like this in novels?
Even if the male lead initially marries the female lead as a replacent, in the end, she still occupies his entire heart, and isn’t she still the female lead?
At this mont, she’s already placed herself in the role of the female lead, the substitute for the moon of his heart.
"Are you really my husband? Haven’t you lied to ?" she asked.
Adam Jones did not follow up on her question, "Over ti, you’ll know whether I’ve lied to you or not."
"Elly" felt sowhat disappointed. She had asked twice, just wanting to hear Adam Jones say personally, "I am your husband."
How pleasing those words would be if they ca from Adam Jones.
But both of Adam’s responses had disappointed her.
Yet she didn’t overthink it, didn’t feel that Adam was intentionally avoiding her question.
She pursed her lips, thinking that she was now Adam Jones’s wife, and many privileges should naturally be hers to enjoy.
She looked towards Adam Jones and said softly:
"So, should I call you Adam?"
Upon hearing this, Adam Jones’s eyebrows knitted slightly without a trace, a flicker of aversion passing through his eyes, but thinking of his Elly in this woman’s hands, fearing that she might do sothing desperate to harm Elly, he still put up with it and replied insincerely:
"You may."
"Elly" smiled, a hint of happiness showing on her face as she sat down beside Adam Jones.
She placed her hand on Adam’s arm, exuding closeness and dependence—
"Adam, can you tell about how we used to get along?"
As she spoke, her face showed a trace of sadness, "I can’t believe I can’t rember anything, not even our past. I’m sorry."
Adam Jones patiently watched her put on an act in front of him.
Even if she played the part of an amnesic person well, she forgot the most critical point: even if one loses their mories, their nature does not change.
The real Elly Campbell, even if amnesiac, would not act so pitiful like a white lotus in front of him.
Adam Jones gave her a cold look, calmly moved her hand away from his arm, and said:
"You’ve been missing for half a month, your body is still in poor health, you need to take good care of yourself. The things between us, you’ll naturally understand once you rember. It’s a long story now."
Do you even deserve to know the things between Elly and ?
Adam Jones’s gaze darkened.
If it weren’t for the fear that this woman might know Elly’s whereabouts, he’d kill her right now.
"Elly’s" face showed a clear disappointnt.
How could she let go of this rare private mont with Adam Jones?
She placed her hand on Adam’s hand again, her eyes sowhat expectant as she said:
"Then tell just a little, as this would give so sense of belonging."
She bit her lower lip, looking at Adam Jones with a slight sense of grievance; her tone of speech carried an obvious coquettish tone.
The sa face, the sa voice, if it were Elly speaking like this to him, he would certainly be happy. Sadly, the person in front of him was a fake.
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