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Relentless Pursuit After Divorce

Chapter 1480. He came here to fall in love with his wife.

Author: The nightingale lives
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

CHAPTER 1480: 1480. HE CAME HERE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH HIS WIFE.

Initially, bringing up this topic was just a casual joke, nothing too serious.

But now, hearing Adam Jones respond to the question with such earnestness, seeing the endless love and tenderness in his eyes, Elly Campbell couldn’t help but feel her eyes starting to redden.

Clearly, this was something Adam had already thought through—when the day came that they grew old, he’d want her to go first.

The loneliness and pain of losing a loved one isn’t something everyone can endure. She thought about it and knew she wouldn’t be able to bear such solitude.

Better to let Adam Jones take on that burden instead.

With slightly reddened eyes, she looked at Adam and smiled: "Alright then, let me go first, and leave the rest for you to handle."

She wrapped her arms around Adam’s neck and said seriously:

"So while we’re still young, you need to keep exercising properly."

Adam nodded earnestly, but suddenly the corner of his lips curled with a mischievous grin. "There are many ways to exercise. I think we can work out together—then we can live a long and healthy life."

If someone else had said this line, Elly wouldn’t have thought much of it.

But the man in front of her—this "old rascal"—delivered the line with a sly, suggestive look, leaving her no choice but to read more into it.

She raised her hand and pinched his thigh hard, and at the sound of his yelping in pain, she got up and walked off, casting him a glare. "Can you manage to be proper for just one day?"

Adam looked at her with an expression of pure innocence, protesting, "I was asking you to work out with me—how is that improper?"

Elly shot him a deadpan "ha-ha" look before pushing him toward the project team.

"Keep an eye on this project, Mr. Big Boss. You didn’t travel all this way just to flirt with your wife."

Adam, the hopeless romantic Island Master, hummed a little indignantly to himself. He had indeed come here to flirt with his wife.

Why else would he work overnight shifts, pull all-nighters, and travel all the way here? To monitor some projects?

Were his employees a bunch of useless fools who couldn’t manage a project without their boss overseeing every detail?

Though he grumbled internally, Adam reluctantly followed Elly’s orders, not wanting his dear wife to grow tired of him.

After "dispatching" the Island Master, Elly resumed her normal routine of teaching lessons to kids in the rural area.

Adam’s initial purpose here had been to visit the children alongside the welfare organization, to observe their living conditions firsthand and follow up on the infrastructure project.

Elly knew her stay here wouldn’t be long, so she wanted to give the children as many lessons as possible while she could.

From teaching these lessons, Elly noticed that the children here generally had very poor academic foundations. Even fifth-grade material was below the level of first-grade students in the city.

This strengthened Elly’s resolve to push for greater improvements in foundational education here.

Unlike children with better opportunities, rural kids couldn’t attend school regularly. If there were chores or family matters to tend to, they had to skip school to chop wood, collect pig feed, and so on.

This meant they often missed lessons. Since the school happened to be on holiday today, Elly decided to visit one child at home to help her make up for missed classes.

The mountain path was difficult to navigate, and it took Elly nearly twenty minutes to reach the child’s home.

The child’s name was Abigail Wood—she was a bright and eager student, someone Elly was deeply committed to helping. Once the local education conditions improved, Elly hoped to provide even more support for her.

When she arrived at Abigail’s house, she found a yard made of piled-up dirt and stones. The gate consisted of two old, battered wooden doors, with cracks wide enough to let light through.

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