Relentless Pursuit After Divorce by The nightingale lives

Chapter 367: 367. Adam Jones is Dead_1

In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up, tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes as she opened them. She was taken aback for a moment and raised her hand to wipe her cheeks, finding them wet with tears.

Her hand rested over her heart, which was still pounding quite fiercely.

She had just dreamed that Adam Jones was dead.

Covered in blood, he lay before her, and the mere thought made her heart uncontrollably tremble.

Her gaze shot to Adam Jones lying peacefully in the hospital bed, his eyebrows knitted tightly together at some point unbeknownst to her.

Looking up, she noticed the IV drip had finished. The nurse must have come in at some point and removed the needle without her noticing.

It seemed that she hadn’t been paying too much attention to Adam after all.

She sat blankly in the recliner, wiping her face again heavily, and let out a chuckle.

really could let

awoke,

at the window, so bright that it hurt his eyes, making them

then paused for a second. He suddenly

searched for Elly Campbell’s figure and found her sleeping quietly in the recliner by his bed, not having

moment, and then the corners of

Elly hadn’t left.

her but simply admired her morning

self, who was always so cold and distant toward him,

him with those distant, cold eyes, it felt like his heart

if he wanted to concentrate a lifetime’s worth of time into this

she suddenly moved

sneaking a peek, his ears growing hot,

along. When she opened her eyes and