<h4>Chapter 1249: 1249. Can’t empathize.</h4><h4></h4>


    He was still a bit unhappy with hisints, but now seeing her like this, he could do nothing but feel heartbroken.


    Her good friends were few, and Helen Melendy was the closest and dearest of them all.


    When the two of them were going through a divorce, it was only Helen Melendy who dared toe up to him and curse right in his face.


    Knowing she truly cared for his wife, Adam Jones was unusually amiable toward Helen Melendy, much more so than toward other women.


    Now, with her life hanging in the bnce in the emergency room and seeing his good brother looking like a soulless shell, Adam’s heart was also in agony.


    Elly Campbell turned her head slowly when she heard Adam’s voice.


    Her eyes were red, but her tear ducts seemed to have suddenly dried up, unable to shed a tear no matter how hard she tried.


    Her lips trembled, her expression was one of deep sorrow, but each time she opened her mouth, no sound woulde out.


    The more he saw her like this, the more his heart ached unbearably.


    Reaching out, he embraced her and whispered words offort,


    "Don’t worry, she’ll be fine, she really will..."


    He kissed her hair and, looking at the ER’s ever-lit red light, his brow furrowed subtly.


    When he heard that two women had been attacked at DG Bridal Shop, one of them stabbed in the heart and her fate uncertain, his legs went weak with fright.


    Especially since he couldn’t reach either of them on their phones, fear filled his heart in an instant.


    He had guessed she might be taken to a hospital and managed to confirm her location after calling Dean Stevenson.


    Elly leaned into his embrace, attempting to speak several times, but each attempt made her lips tremble violently.


    Her voice, as if it had been taken away, simply could not be heard.


    "It’s okay, Elly, don’t worry, just sit down and rest a bit."


    He led Elly Campbell to the row of chairs ced outside the emergency room, gentlyforting her,


    "I’ll get you a ss of water."


    He stood up, but then looked back at Harry Hall worriedly before turning to leave.


    Adam wasn’t gone long before he came back with two cups of water.


    He gave one to Elly and handed the other to Harry Hall, "Drink some water and calm down."


    Harry Hall seemed oblivious, staring numbly at the door of the emergency room, as if his soul was missing a piece.


    "Harry,"


    Adam called out softly with a furrowed brow, but Harry didn’t respond.


    He held the cup to him and said with a furrow,


    "Sit down and rest for a bit. She only has you here as her close kin, and if you fall apart, who will take care of herter?"


    With that said, Harry finally showed a bit of a reaction.


    With bloodshot eyes, he slowly looked down at the water cup in front of him and gradually reached out to take it.


    With a voice so low it was almost inaudible, he said, "Thank you."


    It was only then that Adam noticed Harry’s hand, which was holding the water cup, trembling uncontrobly.


    He wasn’t in Harry’s position and couldn’t truly empathize.


    But the thought that if it were Elly lying in there caused Adam’s heart to clench fiercely; he dared not continue that line of thought.


    "Go sit over there for a while, when shees out, you’ll have a lot of things to do."


    Harry nodded slightly and walked over to sit down on a chair nearby.


    Adam sat down next to Elly and saw that she, holding her water cup, didn’t look much better than Harry.


    "Don’t be scared, she’ll be fine."


    He put an arm around Elly’s shoulders,forting her with a soft voice.