Elly Campbell was already both embarrassed and annoyed by the images that had flashed through her mind earlier, and now, with Adam Jones pressing down on her in such an ambiguous pose, her face suddenly flushed even redder.
"Adam Jones, what are you doing? Get off me now!"
She spoke in a hoarse voice, her voice trembling slightly due to nervousness.
She thought that after all these years, she would be completely at ease in front of Adam Jones.
At first, she thought she had managed it, but in reality, she was no different from how she had been four years earlier.
It was just that, four years later, she had become better at pretending, but unexpectedly, this pretense couldn't last very long either.
Unmoved by her anger, Adam gently caressed Elly's burning cheeks with his hand.
When the cat Elly came closer, he picked it up by the scruff of its neck and tossed it aside carelessly.
"Elly, we already have two sons, why don't we try for a daughter, okay?"
