Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 97: 097. Schizophrenic Pervert_1

When Elly Campbell arrived at the Jones residence, she truly startled Old Lady Jones, who was reading the newspaper in the living room. The old woman’s eyes brightened abruptly behind her bifocals.

"Elly, what brings you here?"

"Grandma."

Even though Elly had felt like tearing Adam Jones to pieces all the way over, when faced with Old Lady Jones, she managed to contain her anger.

"Come, come, quickly come in."

Old Lady Jones was very happy, and she even harbored a fantasy that her grandson and granddaughter-in-law would reconcile. After all, Elly was the bride she had personally chosen, and she was very clear about her character.

In her eyes, only Elly was worthy of her grandson.

After entering the house, Elly cut to the chase, "Grandma, I’m here to find Adam."

As soon as Old Lady Jones heard that Elly had come for her grandson, she was overjoyed, "Adam, ah, he’s in the study. You know your way around here, just go up and find him yourself."

"Okay."

and as she passed through the second-floor corridor, she heard Adam’s furious voice coming from the study at the end of the hallway, "Dead? All

could make Adam, the one best at controlling his

finish the phone call before she walked up to knock on the door. Just as she was about

still carried the trace of fury, which didn’t look any better upon seeing her at the door, as if he were affected by the matter

just held out her

to get

expression dripping with a mocking, sarcastic sneer, "Could

That insinuating tone...

much, just a few sex videos with my dad, William. He’s dead now, so of course, I need to keep some memories. President Jones has known for a long time that I’ve cheated

cold laugh, not looking at Adam’s increasingly gloomy face, "Just give me back

was seized in a painful grip that

in his eyes, brimming with barely concealed murderous

Is this guy insane?

phone, and now he’s so angry he seems like he wants to

cuckold? If you had divorced earlier, you wouldn’t have your cuckold’s horns