<h4>Chapter 587: 587. The one who will be with you until old age is me_1</h4>


    Anyone who sees William Campbell will call him a bastard, and not just William, she couldn’t bear it either.


    Adam Jones heard her say this, and his guilt grew even stronger, "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault that you’ve been aggrieved."


    Elly Campbell snorted coldly and pushed him away, "If you know your son has been wronged, don’t treat him as a thorn in your side from now on."


    "When have I ever treated my son as a thorn in my side?"


    With such an usation from his wife, President Jones’s face immediately showed a touch of grievance.


    "What do you think?"


    Elly snorted again, thinking of little William, who had been banished to the toy room to y on his own, and her gaze at Adam Jones grew even more usatory.


    Adam thought for a moment, and after a while, a trace of guilt shed across his face, "Just asionally."


    When he wanted to get close to his wife, there was always an extra personing over and disturbing their world for two, could he not see him as a thorn in his eye?


    After all, he wasn’t going to stop doing such things in the future.


    President Jones thought with self-justification, and said with a smile:


    "He will grow up eventually, and once he takes a wife, we two old folks will be the thorns in his eyes, and the one to apany you in old age will be me. So, my dear wife, you should be doting on your husband right now, not that stinky boy."


    Elly kicked him straight away, "Get lost!"


    It’s one thing for the son to grow up, but he’s still little now, isn’t he?


    Besides, when her son takes a daughter-inw in the future, she won’t be sticking her nose in to be the thorn in their eyes.


    ska isn’t far from Boston; an hour and a halfter, the nended on the helipad behind the Jones Family residence.


    "Young Master, you have finallye back."


    Seeing Adam Jones return, the butler felt somewhat relieved, and his eyes lit up at the sight of Elly Campbell and William following him off the ne.


    "Young Lady, Young Master, you’re back too."


    In the past few days, the online discussion about the identities of the Young Miss and Young Master had been very hot.


    The Old Lady was so anxious that someone registered a Twitter ount for her.


    Thankfully, Adam was one step ahead in recognizing the identities of the Young Lady and the Young Master; otherwise, the sour and venomousments online could have continued for who knows how long.


    "Butler, how is the Old Lady doing now?"


    "The doctor said that it’s just the recurrence of an old illness due to her age, and her condition has stabilized for now, but it still needs some time for observation."


    As the butler spoke, he nced at little William, who was being held by Adam, and said:


    "The Old Lady might just get better out of happiness when she sees the Young Master back."


    Adam nodded, not in the mood for much chitchat with the butler, and quickly headed toward the house.


    The Old Lady had her own family doctor’s care and didn’t stay in the hospital; she was currently in her own room with servants and professional caregivers looking after her.


    As Adam and the others went upstairs, Gloria, attending to the Old Lady, came out of the room after just having helped her take her medicine.


    "Young Master, Young Miss, Young Master."


    Gloria’s eyes immediately lit up; this was the first time she had seen the Young Master.


    Indeed, just like the pictures online, the Young Master looked astonishingly alike his father.


    "Grandmother is asleep?"


    "The Old Lady justy down, please go in, Young Master, Young Miss," Gloria said, then quickly turned and walked to the Old Lady’s bedside, "Old Lady, the Young Master, Young Miss, and Young Master havee to see you."