005. Prenatal check-up_1
Thinking back to her earlier behavior towards the CEO's wife, the receptionist subconsciously shuddered.
CEO's Office—
Adam Jones flipped through the documents in his hands with an expressionless face, the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows casting a halo over him, adding a divine and hazy sheen to his originally profound, chiseled features.
He couldn't concentrate on a single word of the document, his mind full of Elly Campbell's calm and relieved demeanor as she left home the day before, unsettling his entire being.
Robert Green, holding the divorce agreement, cautiously pushed open the door to the CEO's office, meeting Adam Jones's lifted gaze.
Adam's pupils were very dark, unfathomable, making it impossible for anyone to read the emotions hidden in his eyes.
Seeing Robert's hesitant demeanor, he furrowed his brow, "What is it?"
His voice, like his demeanor, carried a natural chill, able to extinguish any warmth around him the moment he spoke.
Robert carefully presented the item Elly had asked him to give to Adam—
"CEO, the lady has just delivered this."
Adam's brow twitched, and his deep eyes locked onto the paper in front of him, a sharp edge flashing through them.
"Elly sent this?"
The temperature in his voice seemed to drop further, forcing Robert to nod stiffly.
Adam stayed silent, looking at the beautiful signature at the bottom of the agreement, bearing Elly Campbell's name.
A divorce agreement?
Elly Campbell, you really have some nerve!
Anger flashed across Adam's face, a chilling fury that deepened as his pupils harbored a storm brewed from restraint. He stared at the clear division of assets on the agreement, his thin lips twisting into a cold, mocking smile.
His sharp gaze appeared ready to shred the agreement into confetti.
"CEO..."
Despite the bone-chilling air, Robert continued, his voice shaky, "CEO, the lady also said..."
Adam's cold eyes slowly lifted to meet Robert's, causing the latter to shiver once more.
"What else did she say?"
The simple words seemed to have sprung from an ice cellar, relentlessly pounding on Robert's head.
"The lady said that she wants you to sign the papers quickly and find a time to collect the certificate with her."
Adam didn't respond, his cool gaze becoming inscrutable.
With a light wave of his hand, Robert scurried out of the office, feeling like he'd received a pardon, and "thoughtfully" closed the office door behind him.
"Divorce?"
Adam's lips curled into a thin, cold smile, "Elly Campbell, why should everything go according to your plan!"
His grip on the agreement tightened, the words "Divorce Agreement" becoming more glaring by the second, then he casually tossed the document into a drawer, dismissing it completely.
In his eyes, this was nothing more than another one of Elly's games, her tactics all too familiar to him, unworthy of his participation.
One month later—
Elly Campbell stared dumbfounded at the lab report she just collected from the director of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department, the glaring numbers informing her she was pregnant.
The single night she spent with Adam Jones a month ago had unexpectedly resulted in this.
"Elly, the baby is developing well, but the work at the hospital is quite demanding. I suggest you take a leave of absence for the first three months," the doctor advised.
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