Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 91: 091. Just Drop It If You Don’t Want It _1

"Times change, people change, and it’s normal for tastes to change. President Jones, you’re a busy man; why fuss over what I eat?"

Elly Campbell twisted her eyebrows impatiently and then chuckled nonchalantly. Although the question was indeed trivial, her breezy tone somehow made Adam Jones feel uncomfortable.

If there wasn’t some special reason, why would she change her tastes for no reason at all?

As if possessed, he insisted on dwelling on the issue, "Why did your tastes suddenly change?"

His voice, already deep, now had an added forcefulness, as if he would not rest until Elly answered him.

She couldn’t understand why Adam Jones, who normally wouldn’t even grant her a glance, insisted on prying into the matter of her changing tastes.

seeing him staring back at her,

on the table in front of her, and looked at Adam Jones, a

it this way to President Jones: My taste in food is like my taste in men. I used to love President Jones just as I used to love eating spicy food. In four years, if my taste in men can change, is it strange

matter of fact to Adam Jones in the tone of a narrator—and that fact

longer

into Elly’s eyes, which were beautiful, pitch-black, and clear. But when they beheld him, those eyes were devoid of emotion. The admiration and love that once swirled within them were now nowhere to be

she feigned, he

familiar dull pain stabbed his heart with a serrated knife sharper

had told him many times before that she didn’t want him anymore, nothing

calm, so calm

for the meal, President

to leave without a hint of reluctance, but