Even though he kept telling himself that this child was his, that he should love them, that he must love them, it was still of no use.
A moment later, he removed his gaze from Elly Campbell's abdomen, and the cruel intent to kill that had surfaced just before also dissipated.
Adam Jones furrowed his brows; the feeling was too strange, so bizarre that he couldn't explain it.
But although he had lost his memory, it didn't mean he had no brain, lacking even the most basic ability to judge.
His gaze slowly moved to Elly's serene sleeping face, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly softened a bit.
After staying by her side for a while, he stood up and walked out.
The flight to Greece was still over ten hours away; when Adam Jones walked out of the master bedroom, Robert Green was still in the living room. Seeing him come out, Robert greeted him respectfully, "President."
"Hmm."
