Chapter 91 - 091. Just Drop It If You Don’t Want It _1
"Times change, people change, and it’s normal for tastes to change. President Jones, you’re a busy man; why fuss over what I eat?"
Elly Campbell twisted her eyebrows impatiently and then chuckled nonchalantly. Although the question was indeed trivial, her breezy tone somehow made Adam Jones feel uncomfortable.
If there wasn’t some special reason, why would she change her tastes for no reason at all?
As if possessed, he insisted on dwelling on the issue, "Why did your tastes suddenly change?"
His voice, already deep, now had an added forcefulness, as if he would not rest until Elly answered him.
She couldn’t understand why Adam Jones, who normally wouldn’t even grant her a glance, insisted on prying into the matter of her changing tastes.
Her drooping eyelids lifted slightly, and she looked over at Adam Jones, seeing him staring back at her, those cool, thin eyes bearing an aggressive edge.
Fire rose in Elly’s heart for no reason. She put down her chopsticks, folded her hands on the table in front of her, and looked at Adam Jones, a scornful light in her eyes.
"Let me put it this way to President Jones: My taste in food is like my taste in men. I used to love President Jones just as I used to love eating spicy food. In four years, if my taste in men can change, is it strange that my taste in food has changed too?"
Her tone was exceptionally light, as if she were merely stating a matter of fact to Adam Jones in the tone of a narrator—and that fact was—
She no longer loved him.