Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 357: 357. Cried_1

Helen Melendy looked at her with a heartache as she watched the smile on her face, reached out, and ruffled her hair, "You did succeed, though. At eighteen, you got your MBA from Princeton, and even a master’s from medical school, but most importantly, you met me."

Elly Campbell was amused by what she said next, but then she thought of something, and her smile faded slightly, a touch of wistfulness on her face, "Indeed, eighteen is such a beautiful age."

At eighteen, she returned home in high spirits, waiting to get engaged to him, only to be greeted with his engagement withdrawal.

Seeing Elly Campbell suddenly fall silent, the sadness on her face was not intense, yet it was heart-wrenching to behold.

Elly Campbell raised her hand, rubbed her face hard, and sighed, "Thinking about it, although we were engaged, we didn’t really know each other, didn’t understand each other. So when he came to break off the engagement, I thought he had someone he liked, even though I didn’t want to break it off, I never spoke up, fearing he would despise me even more."

Her voice became gradually hoarse, tinged with a faint sense of desolation.

"If that was the case, why did he agree to marry you in the end?"

Helen Melendy voiced her confusion; although she felt that Adam Jones was somewhat annoying, she also believed he wasn’t that unprincipled. How could he break off the engagement and then turn around to marry Elly?

more bittersweet, "The year after the engagement was called off, the

Elly married Adam Jones, the Jones company invested in the

deviously and pointed at herself, "I caused

at Elly Campbell

crisis that Campbell company faced back then was actually orchestrated by

then, was I not out

breath and narrated the story from the past with the calm demeanor of an outsider telling a

whenever I saw news about Adam Jones, I felt

half of the sentence

realize how foolish

say something, but she realized she

she had just broken up with Harry Hall, she had tasted that sort of living

gamble. I plunged Campbell into crisis, to bet one more time. I went to beg Adam