Relentless Pursuit After Divorce-Chapter 1275. Don’t do this next time

Adam Jones laughed heartily twice before carrying her back to the master bedroom.

He let her sit down on the sofa, then went to the bathroom and brought back a basin of warm water, squatting in front of Elly Campbell.

He lifted her feet onto his own, revealing the bloodied and sand-caked soles, which looked shockingly abraded.

Elly Campbell had regained her senses now, the spicy pain in her soles making her frown slightly.

"Don’t do this again."

Adam Jones didn’t say much, just spoke softly, but the pain in his eyes couldn’t be concealed.

Thinking of her walking barefoot and helpless on the road, not knowing how long, numb to the pain in her feet, Adam Jones felt his heart wrench in agony.

"I’m sorry..."

Elly Campbell pursed her lips, looking at his distressed expression, and apologized softly, "I made you worry."

Adam held her feet, looking up at her, "Worrying, and more heartache."

Elly Campbell pursed her lips again, remaining silent.

At that time, following the directions given by someone, she reached the place only to find it desolate, not even a soul in sight, let alone a hiding spot.

She realized she had been tricked. Beyond anger, she felt fear and the despair of not finding her mother for days and nights.

At that moment, she felt numb, not even knowing how she managed to return.

"I’m sorry."

She pursed her lips again, apologizing once more.

Adam Jones raised his hand, gently rubbed her head, and placed her feet in the water.

"I added some salt; it might hurt a bit, just bear with it."

"Mhm."

At this moment, Jenna Clark was found, and Elly Campbell was very happy, the pain seemed trivial to her.

That said, the moment her feet touched the water, it still pained her sharply.

She furrowed her brows and endured without a word.

Seeing her like this, Adam Jones, heart aching, furrowed his brows and said:

"If it hurts, just cry out, I won’t laugh at you."

Hearing the tease in his words, Elly Campbell frowned even more, pretending to be angry, she glared at him.

After soaking for a while, seeing Adam Jones stand and fetch a soft cotton towel, he squatted down again in front of her.

Taking her feet out of the basin, he was about to dry them.

Although they were married and had two sons, Elly Campbell still disliked Adam Jones drying her feet.

"I’ll do it myself."

She reached for the cotton towel in Adam Jones’s hand, but he dodged it.

"Just sit still."

During this, he saw a slight warmth in Elly Campbell’s ears, chuckled softly, teasing:

"We’ve done everything, and you’re blushing from foot-washing."

Originally feeling quite embarrassed, Elly Campbell felt all her awkwardness dispelled by Adam Jones’s remark.

She no longer resisted, closed her eyes, and leaned back on the sofa, enjoying the service of Island Master Jones.

The mud and sand had been cleaned from Elly Campbell’s feet by now.

Her skin was naturally delicate, and the cleaned feet now displayed more evident wounds.

The soles were covered with burst blisters and some cuts from unknown objects.

He didn’t know how she endured the pain and walked all the way back.

His heart ached terribly, but his hands were still very gentle as he used the cotton towel to dry her feet, avoiding the wounds as much as possible.

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