Thinking this way, a pitiful look crept over his face as he reached out to embrace Elly Campbell, but she dodged him.
"Elly..."
He moved closer to her again. This time, he didn't dare to forcefully hug her; instead, he gripped her wrist pitifully and said,
"I just wanted you to stay with me a little longer, it wasn't my intention to deceive you."
Elly Campbell didn't respond to him, just gave him a cold, mocking look.
Seeing that she wasn't too angry, Adam Jones felt a little relieved, "You see, the wound on my head is real. You stitched it up yourself. I didn't lie to you, did I?"
He held her hand and moved it towards his forehead, "Feel it, the wound hasn't completely healed."
Elly Campbell thought of the ghastly wound that oozed blood when she stitched up Adam Jones's injury, and her heart softened slightly.
But her mouth was still stubborn as she said, "Who knows if you deliberately took that hit. I remember you were quite agile when you were younger."
