Chapter 8: 008. He didn’t Sign? Chapter 8: 008. He didn’t Sign? Editor: Henyee Translations The unmistakable exhaustion on Elly Campbell’s face hit Adam Jones like a physical blow, and without thinking, his grip on the doorknob tightened.
When she felt no movement from the door, Elly Campbell lifted her head in confusion, only to find the face she least expected to see standing in front of her.
Though she had considered the possibility of encountering Adam Jones when she planned her return, she hadn’t anticipated it happening so soon, and certainly not in such an unprepared moment.
As Elly Campbell gazed at the familiar, handsome features etched in her memory, her hand clenched subtly under the table.
It took considerable effort to suppress the surge of panic rising within her, and she forced herself to meet his gaze with a detached expression.
It was only then that she reminded herself she had just provided emergency care for Lily Jones; as her brother, it was entirely natural for Adam Jones to be at the hospital.
The cold, distant way she addressed him immediately made Adam Jones frown.
Four years had passed since he last saw her, and she was no longer the Elly Campbell who had always tried to please him, considerate of his feelings, affectionately calling him “Adam.”
He had searched for her for four long years, and during that time, he came to realize that when this woman set her mind to something, she could be a hundred times more ruthless than he had ever imagined.
Elly Campbell met Adam Jones’s deep gaze. Time had passed, and his eyes now seemed even more inscrutable, impossible to decipher.
Especially when he silently stared at her like that, it created an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Feeling the discomfort under his piercing gaze, she found herself the one to break the silence.
“Your sister will be fine for now; if nothing unexpected happens, she could be discharged within half a month.”
Adam Jones, lips pressed tight, still didn’t speak, his familiar, oppressive presence making it harder for Elly Campbell to breathe.
The four years had led her to believe she had become a stranger to him. Clearly, she had overestimated herself.
Not wanting to remain alone in the room with Adam Jones, Elly Campbell furrowed her brow and stood to leave.
But as she walked past him, his hand shot out, catching her wrist. “After four years, you finally deign to return?”
Elly Campbell halted in her tracks, looking up at Adam Jones, unable to understand the anger in his eyes.
Wasn’t he relieved once she left?
“Boston doesn’t belong to you, President Jones. If I want to come back, I will. Do I need to wait for an appointed time?”
Elly Campbell met Adam Jones’s gaze, a mocking eyebrow raised at the storm brewing in his deep eyes. Despite her words, a subtle unease stirred deep inside her.
“Boston may not be mine, but you, Elly Campbell, damn well are still my wife, Adam Jones! What do you mean by leaving without a word?”
The storm in his eyes finally erupted, and to Elly Campbell’s shock, Adam Jones actually cursed.
The ever-composed and well-mannered President of Jones Corporation had been driven to cursing by her?
Elly Campbell felt a strange sense of achievement, though it was tinged with unease.
“You seem to have forgotten, President Jones, I signed the divorce papers four years ago. I have nothing to do with you now.”
The grip on her wrist tightened, and Elly Campbell involuntarily furrowed her brow at the pain.
“Sorry to disappoint you, but as long as I haven’t signed, you’re mine for life.”
As the storm in Adam Jones’s eyes intensified and his ambiguous declaration echoed in the air, Elly Campbell felt a wave of shock and confusion wash over her.
He hadn’t signed the divorce papers?
Four years had passed, and she had assumed he had long since signed them. After all, during their three years of marriage, hadn’t he seemed desperate to rid himself of her?