Semua Bab My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Bab 1761 - Bab 1770

Jefferson's brain was filled with ideas on how to devour the delicious-smelling 'turkey' in his hands and neglected the contents of Adrienne's mobile phone. Adrienne's voice reached his ear once again. " Jeff, help me take a look, quickly!" "Oh, yeah, I'm looking." Jefferson awkwardly coughed a little. He tried to regain his focus on the phone in Adrienne's hands, but he couldn't understand what it was. "What is all this?" Adrienne explained patiently, "This is a photo I took at the murder scene tonight. Take a look at picture on the coin, don't you think it looks familiar?" "I need to zoom in a little to see it." Jefferson took Adrienne's phone and zoomed into the picture on the phone. After taking a good look at the image on the coin, he realized that it did look familiar to him, but he couldn't recall where he last saw it at.  Adrienne continued, "This image on the coin was one of the pieces of evidence in my parents' case two years ago. It was on a coin the

Adrienne didn't know why she asked such a weird question too. The second after she asked it, she felt like she was looking for trouble herself, so she kept quiet.  Yet, she heard Jefferson's haughty voice, "We've been friends since we were children, and now I'm your legal husband. You're asking me what's my identity? You really are an idiot, aren't you?" Adrienne went speechless. That was not what she meant. She just felt that Jefferson did not seem to be as simple as she thought; his true identity could be even more terrifying than what she knew of at the moment. "If you don't want to sleep, then get up. You'll go home with me to meet my family later in the afternoon." Jefferson let go of her and got out of bed. He was only wearing a pair of underwear and Adrienne couldn't help but take a few more glances at his muscular body.  "Since you enjoy looking at it, I'll let you look at it for a little longer." Jefferson was elated as he noticed Adrienne's

"Why are you saying so much nonsense? No one will think that you're mute if you keep quiet for a while." When Britney talked to Adrienne, she was kind and gentle; but when she spoke to Jefferson, her tone was filled with despise and disgust. "You're already so old, don't you know that you're supposed to go help out in the kitchen?" Jefferson went speechless. "Alright," he thought. He was the son of the family next door, but Adrienne was the Hefner family's real daughter.  The dominant and proud Jefferson became a poor little puppy at home, being bullied by everyone else. Whenever Britney told him to do something, he never dared to do otherwise as long as it wasn't against his principles. After all, his mother was the person who gave birth to him and raised him. Their fate as mother and son would only last for a lifetime, so he tried to make her happy whenever he could.  Jefferson walked around the porch and saw his father, Albert Hefner, reading the newspa

When Jefferson went out of his way to be nice to Adrienne, her first reaction was not to thank him, but to think that he was ill. D*mn it! Jefferson wanted to pry her head open to see just what was going on inside her head. Usually, he would insult her. However, Britney was there that day, and he had made the decision to treat her better. He couldn't give up halfway. Therefore, the angry Jefferson kept his expression neutral and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm good. Do you want more food? I'll get some for you." "Jeff... I-I can do it by myself." Adrienne stammered out of nervousness because of Jefferson's unusual behavior, for fear that he would play a dirty trick on her in the next second. This must be yet another new trick of his, she thought. Definitely. Otherwise, he would never treat her so well all of a sudden. Adrienne looked at Jefferson, searching his eyes for an answer. However, there didn't seem to be anything unusual in his

Jefferson was dumbfounded. Jefferson knew that Adrienne could drive him crazy with a single word, but he was reluctant to let her go. Adrienne uttered, "Um..." "Idiot!" Jefferson yelled. After that, he turned around and left, leaving Adrienne in a daze and blaming herself for the issue. She swore that she would never drink alcohol again, not even a sip. "Adrienne, Adrienne..." From the room, Hodge called her several times. Adrienne finally heard him and replied, "Grandpa." Worried, Hodge asked, "What happened between you and Jefferson?" Adrienne shook her head. "We're fine." Hodge said again, "It's bad for him to keep pestering you like this. We have to find a way to get him to give up on you." Adrienne said listlessly, "What can we do?" She and Jefferson had gotten their marriage certificate. As long as Jefferson did not agree to divorce, she had no way to stop him from pestering her. Hodge gave it a serious