Her gaze rested on the champagne in her hand, and she seemingly carelessly sipped it, concealing her current unease.
Elly Campbell laughed, but the coldness in her eyes grew more intense, "Adam Jones, who do you think you are, that when you no longer want me, I must patiently wait for you to call off the engagement, and when you don't want a divorce, I must docilely be your wife, Adam Jones? My son is mine. What gives you the right!"
What right do you have to fight me for my son!
She looked at Adam Jones with accusing eyes, her husky voice filled with endless grievances and accusations.
She remembered when she was waiting with great anticipation to marry him, and he came to the Campbell Family to call off the marriage without saying a word. The heartache and grievances began to relentlessly assault her heart, and her hatred for Adam Jones deepened.
