Chapter 393: 393. Can’t Talk About Hate, Can’t Talk About Love_1 Chapter 393: 393. Can’t Talk About Hate, Can’t Talk About Love_1 He had soone investigate that night’s incident, and even though those people were killed, he found a way to uncover the truth.
Then, he wouldn’t have had to separate from Elly, and he wouldn’t have missed William’s birth and growth.
Every ti he thought about it, Adam Jones’s heart was once again torn to pieces.
Seeing Adam with a grim expression on his face and not saying a word, his brows knitting tighter, Elly couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
As she wondered about it, she suddenly felt her hand, which was resting by her side, being tightly grasped by a warm hand, the grip sowhat strong.
She quickly looked up at him, seeing deep self-reproach and apology on his face, and in a hoarse voice, he said,
“I’m sorry.”
This wasn’t the first ti Adam had apologized to her, but at that mont, seeing the intense guilt weighed down in his deep black eyes, she felt a surge of unusual emotions.
She didn’t know how to respond to him.
Say it’s okay? She wasn’t a saint and couldn’t be so magnanimously forgiving.
Remain indifferent or even sarcastic, like before?
She realized she couldn’t do that either.
The exact nature of her current relationship with Adam was unclear to her.
Perhaps they were just acquaintances.
Not hate, nor love; this ordinary interaction seed more suitable.
Nonchalantly, she withdrew her hand from his and with an indifferent expression said, “Let’s not bring up the past.”
Stopping there, she narrowed her eyes, suddenly a hint of warning in her gaze, “However… if I find out that Sophie Baker sched against back then, even if she is Lily Jones’s lifesaver, I won’t let her off lightly.”
Her eyes narrowed dangerously, a hint of nace spilling from her beautiful pupils, “If your sister dares to show up in front of again, I’ll deal with her too, and don’t you feel sorry for her then.”
Adam looked at her and laughed softly, “I won’t feel sorry! She’s just an idiot; it might do her good if you knock so sense into her.”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but reach out to stroke her soft hair, his eyes brimming with a tender smile.
Elly: “…”
If Lily heard her own brother say that, she’d probably have a relapse of her heart condition, right?
Nevertheless, Adam’s response sowhat satisfied her, and the dangerous expression on her face gradually faded away.
Seeing that the bowl in front of Adam was now empty, she reached out to clean up.
Noticing his own empty soup bowl, Adam felt a twinge of disappointnt.
It was finished so quickly, it seed… there was no reason for her to stay any longer.
As Elly was covering the thermos, Adam suddenly grabbed her wrist, “Is there any more? I’d like another bowl.”
Elly: “…”
Jane’s cooking is that good?
Even soone as picky as him wants a second bowl?
Seeing the unconcealed hope in Adam’s eyes, Elly glanced at the thermos in her hand and said, “There’s no more.”
Adam’s expression darkened slightly, his face imdiately showing signs of dejection, “Oh.”
Was she going to leave now?
Couldn’t she stay a bit longer to talk to him?
Elly, seeing his disappointed expression, thought it seed he really did enjoy Jane’s soup.
Initially wanting to ignore him, yet feeling sowhat sympathetic at the sight of his pale face, she hesitated for a mont before saying,
“I’ll have Jane make more tomorrow and give you so.”
On hearing this, Adam’s face lit up with joy, and the dejection he felt was swept away in an instant.
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