Adam Jones took advantage of the momentum to stretch out his arms, supported her from behind, the hand grasping her ankle suddenly let go, and then, his arms wrapped around her body, both of them fell onto the large bed behind them.
His long legs gently lifted and pressed on Elly Campbell's legs.
"Is your stomach still uncomfortable? Let me rub it for you."
As he said this, his large palm covered her lower abdomen, lightly rubbing twice before Elly pushed it away.
Having voiced her concerns, Adam felt much lighter after being gloomy all day.
Holding Elly in his arms, lying in the crook of his elbow, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of sourness in his heart as he remembered how she had walked into the hospital alongside James Churchill, laughing and chatting.
"When I passed by the entrance of the hospital today, I saw you with James, laughing and chatting, and you didn't reply to my message..."
His tone was so sour he might as well have been drinking vinegar.
