"You're carrying the Jones family's treasure right now, how could we not be anxious?"
The old lady looked at her with disapproval and then called a servant over to help Elly Campbell, giving Elly the sudden impression that she was incapable of taking care of herself.
But she didn't want to brush off the old lady's kindness, so she had no choice but to let the servants assist her into the house.
Only after much persuasion did the old lady send the servants away, and just as Elly was about to relax, she heard her beloved son William stand by her side and earnestly caution,
"Mummy, be careful, and don't hurt Little Fatty's wife."
Elly: "..."
She was already feeling a little sad that her unborn child was taking over the affection meant for her.
Her gaze fell on Adam Jones with a touch of melancholy; he walked to her side with a smile, sat down, tenderly hugged her, and gently patted her, "There, there, hubby loves you."
Elly couldn't help but curse inwardly.
