My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1791

"Okay, okay. It's all right now. Let's go back first." Adrienne smiled sweetly at the sight of Jefferson's anxiety- ridden face. He couldn't be mad at such a sweet face, right?

"You idiot, you really are heartless." Jefferson gave Adrienne a fierce look and poked her forehead. "When will you start using your brain to think?"

Earlier on, if she had made any wrong move, she could have lost her life. She had just escaped such a dangerous situation, yet she acted as if nothing happened.

Jefferson wished he could tie Adrienne to himself with a rope. That way, he could protect her 24/7.

Adrienne swiped his hand away angrily and scolded, "Jefferson, stop poking my forehead all the time. If you keep doing that, you're going to make a hole in my skull."

Looking at her extremely silly and cute appearance, Jefferson found it annoying but hilarious at the same time. "If I don't poke you, you will never become smarter."

Adrienne never considered herself stupid. "Who says I'm not smart? I have just lived under your oppression for so long that I haven't been able to show my true potential."

Amused by her, Jefferson laughed and said, "With your stupidity, what kind of potential could you have? You're more like a retard. You're the type that if someone sold you off, you would help them count their earnings just like a little idiot."

His words struck Adrienne's heart directly. She nodded in agreement. "I admit that if I were sold, I would help him count the money. Just like how you tricked me into marrying you, I somehow ended up giving my life savings to you."

Thinking of the money, Adrienne's heart ached again faintly. She had worked so hard to earn it after all.

"Who tricked you..." Jefferson replied unconfidently. He knew that he had indeed tricked her. He had to think of a way to turn it around. If Adrienne found out about the truth, she would blow up with rage.

"By the way, how did things go on your end?" Adrienne understood how dangerous things had been and she didn't want him to worry too much about her. Therefore, she tried to direct his attention to a different topic.

The text message she received was bait. That would mean that the text message she received previously that asked her to go to the western suburbs was fishy too... She heard that the man who died there was a witness to her parents' murder, but who knew if that was true?

She had been desperately trying to get to the bottom of that case. However, every time she got closer, she would somehow fall behind again.

What was the truth behind her parents' murder?

What kind of person would be capable of secretly preventing her from investigating the truth?

There were only a few people with real power and influence in Chatterton Town. She had always thought that her parents were on good terms with all of them. Why would they try to interfere with her investigation of the truth?

Could there really be some unspeakable secret?

Adrienne could make bold assumptions, but she knew that all these had to be backed up by real evidence. Evidence was the basis of it all. Without it, even if the murderer showed up right in front of her, she would not be able to do anything.

Naturally, Jefferson didn't want Adrienne to worry about him either. He comforted her, "You can't even figure your own issues out. What does my business have to do with you, little idiot?"

"What do you mean by 'nothing to do with me'?" She glared at him and added, "You said you like me, but I'm not allowed to ask you about anything. What kind of love is this? Are you toying with me again?"

"Who has the time to toy with you?" Jefferson knocked her on the head and put his arm around her waist. "The sun is rising. Stop babbling and come home with me to sleep."

"Jefferson, you trickster. You must be lying to me. The girl you like is definitely not me," Adrienne muttered discontentedly. "Look at how Freddy treats Freya. He abides by her every wish. Compare him to yourself. All you do is be mean to me. I'm so pitiful..." Adrienne cried out.

She thought that she would be able to be the master, but she was still the one being bullied by him in the end.

"No!" she thought.

"I won't allow this!"

She could not allow this sort of negativity to continue growing in between her and Jefferson. She had to think of a way to turn the tables and become the master of their house.

However, her dreams were quickly shattered. "What are you thinking about, little idiot? You want to be like Freya and Freddy? I suppose you are tired of living."

"Kill me if you dare." Adrienne looked at him with a proud face. "If you kill me, the girl you love will be gone. I'm sure you will be devastated."

Jefferson was speechless.

"What an idiot! She is really trying to create trouble!" Jefferson told himself.

When Adrienne saw that Jefferson had nothing to say back, she felt pleased. "Jefferson, can I ask you when did you start liking me? What part of me attracted you?" "Hurry up and say it!" Adrienne exclaimed inwardly.

She was eager to hear the answer.

She wanted to know so that she can feel good about herself.

However, Jefferson's answer was like a wet blanket, instantly shattering her fantasy.

"Your stupidity attracted me. In a group of normal people, there's you, the idiot. You seemed fun. Do you get it now?"

In his eyes, she was an abnormal person, an idiot? Adrienne wondered.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

D*mn it!

Jefferson must be lying to her.

Which man would be willing to bully the girl he loved?

Adrienne was furious.

"I wish I could take a bite out of him!" she told herself.

Then, oddly enough, Adrienne opened her mouth wide and bit Jefferson's arm. She left a deep bite mark before she let go.

Even though she left such a deep mark, Jefferson did not even flinch. Instead, he was still smiling charmingly.

She was stunned. "Didn't it hurt when I bit you so deeply?"

"Little idiot!" She had no idea at all that as long as she was beside him, this pain was nothing.

"You are the idiot!" She had taken such a big bite but he didn't feel any pain. He was the real idiot, wasn't he? "I bit you so hard. Did it really not hurt at all?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jefferson leaned in to kiss her but he just gently kissed her before letting her go. He held her face and said, "With you by my side, I would never feel pain!"

His voice suddenly became mesmerizing just like a vintage bottle of wine; one whiff and anyone would be deeply enchanted. Adrienne was completely drunk on him.

Jeff wasn't just handsome. When he was gentle, he was actually quite attractive. He had all these great qualities about him. How had she not noticed these in the past twentysomething years of knowing him?

"Let's go home." Jefferson carried the dazed Adrienne in his arms.

After the incident that night, Jefferson realized that his opponents were much stronger than bethought.

Not only did they know Adrienne was his weakness, but they also knew that she was investigating her parents' murder. It seemed like they had already run background checks on them.

Perhaps the enemy was just giving him a warning this time.

"Okay, okay. It's all right now. Let's go back first." Adrienne smiled sweetly at the sight of Jefferson's anxiety- ridden face. He couldn't be mad at such a sweet face, right?

"You idiot, you really are heartless." Jefferson gave Adrienne a fierce look and poked her forehead. "When will you start using your brain to think?"

Earlier on, if she had made any wrong move, she could have lost her life. She had just escaped such a dangerous situation, yet she acted as if nothing happened.

Jefferson wished he could tie Adrienne to himself with a rope. That way, he could protect her 24/7.

Adrienne swiped his hand away angrily and scolded, "Jefferson, stop poking my forehead all the time. If you keep doing that, you're going to make a hole in my skull."

Looking at her extremely silly and cute appearance, Jefferson found it annoying but hilarious at the same time. "If I don't poke you, you will never become smarter."

Adrienne never considered herself stupid. "Who says I'm not smart? I have just lived under your oppression for so long that I haven't been able to show my true potential."

Amused by her, Jefferson laughed and said, "With your stupidity, what kind of potential could you have? You're more like a retard. You're the type that if someone sold you off, you would help them count their earnings just like a little idiot."

His words struck Adrienne's heart directly. She nodded in agreement. "I admit that if I were sold, I would help him count the money. Just like how you tricked me into marrying you, I somehow ended up giving my life savings to you."

Thinking of the money, Adrienne's heart ached again faintly. She had worked so hard to earn it after all.

"Who tricked you..." Jefferson replied unconfidently. He knew that he had indeed tricked her. He had to think of a way to turn it around. If Adrienne found out about the truth, she would blow up with rage.

"By the way, how did things go on your end?" Adrienne understood how dangerous things had been and she didn't want him to worry too much about her. Therefore, she tried to direct his attention to a different topic.

The text message she received was bait. That would mean that the text message she received previously that asked her to go to the western suburbs was fishy too... She heard that the man who died there was a witness to her parents' murder, but who knew if that was true?

She had been desperately trying to get to the bottom of that case. However, every time she got closer, she would somehow fall behind again.

What was the truth behind her parents' murder?

What kind of person would be capable of secretly preventing her from investigating the truth?

There were only a few people with real power and influence in Chatterton Town. She had always thought that her parents were on good terms with all of them. Why would they try to interfere with her investigation of the truth?

Could there really be some unspeakable secret?

Adrienne could make bold assumptions, but she knew that all these had to be backed up by real evidence. Evidence was the basis of it all. Without it, even if the murderer showed up right in front of her, she would not be able to do anything.

Naturally, Jefferson didn't want Adrienne to worry about him either. He comforted her, "You can't even figure your own issues out. What does my business have to do with you, little idiot?"

"What do you mean by 'nothing to do with me'?" She glared at him and added, "You said you like me, but I'm not allowed to ask you about anything. What kind of love is this? Are you toying with me again?"

"Who has the time to toy with you?" Jefferson knocked her on the head and put his arm around her waist. "The sun is rising. Stop babbling and come home with me to sleep."

"Jefferson, you trickster. You must be lying to me. The girl you like is definitely not me," Adrienne muttered discontentedly. "Look at how Freddy treats Freya. He abides by her every wish. Compare him to yourself. All you do is to be mean to me. I'm so pitiful..." Adrienne cried out.

She thought that she would be able to be the master, but she was still the one being bullied by him in the end.

"No!" she thought.

"I won't allow this!"

She could not allow this sort of negativity to continue growing in between her and Jefferson. She had to think of a way to turn the tables and become the master of their house.

However, her dreams were quickly shattered. "What are you thinking about, little idiot? You want to be like Freya and Freddy? I suppose you are tired of living."

"Kill me if you dare." Adrienne looked at him with a proud face. "If you kill me, the girl you love will be gone. I'm sure you will be devastated."

Jefferson was speechless.

"What an idiot! She is really trying to create trouble!" Jefferson told himself.

When Adrienne saw that Jefferson had nothing to say back, she felt pleased. "Jefferson, can I ask you when did you start liking me? What part of me attracted you?" "Hurry up and say it!" Adrienne exclaimed inwardly.

She was eager to hear the answer.

She wanted to know so that she can feel good about herself.

However, Jefferson's answer was like a wet blanket, instantly shattering her fantasy.

"Your stupidity attracted me. In a group of normal people, there's you, the idiot. You seemed fun. Do you get it now?"

In his eyes, she was an abnormal person, an idiot? Adrienne wondered.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

D*mn it!

Jefferson must be lying to her.

Which man would be willing to bully the girl he loved?

Adrienne was furious.

"I wish I could take a bite out of him!" she told herself.

Then, oddly enough, Adrienne opened her mouth wide and bit Jefferson's arm. She left a deep bite mark before she let go. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Even though she left such a deep mark, Jefferson did not even flinch. Instead, he was still smiling charmingly.

She was stunned. "Didn't it hurt when I bit you so deeply?"

"Little idiot!" She had no idea at all that as long as she was beside him, this pain was nothing.

"You are the idiot!" She had taken such a big bite but he didn't feel any pain. He was the real idiot, wasn't he? "I bit you so hard. Did it really not hurt at all?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jefferson leaned in to kiss her but he just gently kissed her before letting her go. He held her face and said, "With you by my side, I would never feel pain!"

His voice suddenly became mesmerizing just like a vintage bottle of wine; one whiff and anyone would be deeply enchanted. Adrienne was completely drunk on him.

Jeff wasn't just handsome. When he was gentle, he was actually quite attractive. He had all these great qualities about him. How had she not noticed these in the past twentysomething years of knowing him?

"Let's go home." Jefferson carried the dazed Adrienne in his arms.

After the incident that night, Jefferson realized that his opponents were much stronger than bethought.

Not only did they know Adrienne was his weakness, but they also knew that she was investigating her parents' murder. It seemed like they had already run background checks on them.

Perhaps the enemy was just giving him a warning this time.