210. Unconcealed joy_1

Next to that fiery red sedan, Elly Campbell was squatting there with her sleeves rolled up, changing the tire. Anyone who tried to pull her away was pushed aside.

Blood was still streaming down her forehead, and her appearance looked somewhat shocking.

Helen Melendy was swaying, leaning on the young girl beside her, frowning as she looked at Elly Campbell changing the tire.

Adam Jones was startled by Elly's state and quickened his pace, walking over from the crowd, "Elly Campbell!"

He growled, already leaning down to pull Elly up from the side of the tire.

Elly's hands, covered in blood and the mud from the tire, looked dirty and unsettling.

Seeing Adam Jones, Elly was momentarily baffled, then her eyes brightened, "Adam?!"

In those beautiful eyes, there was an unmasked joy.

Adam was taken aback by her sudden address; he couldn't remember how long it had been since he last heard Elly call him that.

The last time he heard her call him that, it had already been four years ago.