Chapter 87: 087. You are still my wife_1 Chapter 87: 087. You are still my wife_1 “Adam Jones, are you sick?”
Elly Campbell turned around impatiently and growled, “I’ve been standing all day without anything to eat; are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for ?”
This wasn’t the first ti Elly Campbell had lost her temper with Adam Jones. She had let him experience her fiery disposition before, but those instances had usually been marked by cold sarcasm. This ti, however, she went as far as to openly curse at him.
Adam Jones looked at her face, which was turning red with rage, and struggled to suppress a smile.
And just when soone should have sense enough to stay away, at the very mont when Elly Campbell lost patience, they stepped forward, seemingly searching for a beating, or rather, trying to make their presence felt in front of Adam Jones—
“Dr. Campbell, how can you curse at soone? Adam, he’s also…”
“Shut up!”
Elly Campbell sharply cut off Sophie Baker, who had volunteered herself as cannon fodder, “I’m speaking to soone else; what business is it of yours?”
Sophie Baker’s face instantly turned pale. Her naturally delicate appearance, paired with her ashen complexion, made her seem even more pitiable, “Dr. Campbell, how can you… how can you talk like that?”
Elly Campbell swept a cold glance over her face, yanked her hand back forcibly from Adam Jones’s grip, “If you don’t want to hear talk like this, then keep your man away from .”
Elly Campbell was exceptionally irritable at that mont, and while Adam Jones initially didn’t take it to heart, even feeling sowhat pleased that she was venting her annoyance on him rather than maintaining an impersonal distance, his mood soured once Sophie Baker spoke up, and it darkened even further at Elly Campbell’s ntion of “your man.”
Elly Campbell no longer cared to watch the pitiful act the pair was putting on before her, and she turned to walk away, only to be pulled back by Adam Jones from behind once again.
Exhausted and hungry, Elly Campbell felt a mont of darkness before her eyes and stumbled slightly as Adam Jones pulled her, causing her expression to darken even more.
“Adam…”
Just as she was about to curse Adam Jones out, he preempted her, “You’re hungry, I’ll take you out for dinner, and after, we’ll go ho together.”
Elly Campbell’s face darkened even more, “Adam Jones, have you lost your mind? We are divorced!”
“No, we’re just in the process of divorcing…”
He arrogantly slung his arm over Elly Campbell’s shoulder, pulling her closer to him, “And besides, wife, I am your man, not soone else’s, rember that.”
Elly Campbell glared furiously at the shaless man before her—this man who had long parted ways with her yet pretended to be the deep-feeling husband—and after a few futile attempts to struggle free from his embrace, she simply gave up.
“I wasn’t aware that a man and woman ‘in the process of divorcing’ could be on good enough terms to go dine and go ho together.”
She looked at Adam Jones with a cold laugh, her eyes filled with scorn and disdain.
Over this period, Adam Jones had grown accustod to Elly Campbell’s hostile attitude toward him and was not as shocked as before, but he didn’t ease his hold around her in the slightest.
“As long as we are not officially divorced, we are legally husband and wife. What’s wrong with a husband taking his wife out to eat?”
He slightly lowered his head to et Elly Campbell’s fiery gaze.
“I’ve already hired a lawyer to handle our divorce case,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Hmm, I’ve already had my lawyer get in touch with your lawyer,”
Adam Jones struggled to keep his smile in check, “So until we’re officially divorced, you’re still my wife, understand?”
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