Chapter 393: 393. Can’t Talk About Hate, Can’t Talk About Love_1

He had someone investigate that night’s incident, and even though those people were killed, he found a way to uncover the truth.

Then, he wouldn’t have had to separate from Elly, and he wouldn’t have missed William’s birth and growth.

Every time he thought about it, Adam Jones’s heart was once again torn to pieces.

Seeing Adam with a grim expression on his face and not saying a word, his brows knitting tighter, Elly couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

As she wondered about it, she suddenly felt her hand, which was resting by her side, being tightly grasped by a warm hand, the grip somewhat strong.

She quickly looked up at him, seeing deep self-reproach and apology on his face, and in a hoarse voice, he said,

"I’m sorry."

This wasn’t the first time Adam had apologized to her, but at that moment, seeing the intense guilt weighed down in his deep black eyes, she felt a surge of unusual emotions.

She didn’t know how to respond to him.

Say it’s okay? She wasn’t a saint and couldn’t be so magnanimously forgiving.

or even sarcastic,

she couldn’t

exact nature of her current relationship with

were just

hate, nor love; this ordinary interaction seemed

she withdrew her hand from his and with an indifferent expression said, "Let’s not bring up the

of warning in her gaze, "However... if I find out that Sophie Baker schemed against me back then, even if

her beautiful pupils, "If your sister dares to show up in front of me again, I’ll deal with her too, and don’t

won’t feel sorry! She’s just an idiot; it might do her good if you knock some sense

stroke her soft hair, his eyes brimming with a tender

Elly: "..."

she’d probably have a relapse of

satisfied her, and the dangerous

front of Adam was now empty, she reached

empty soup bowl, Adam

seemed... there was no

her wrist, "Is there any more? I’d like

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