My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1840

"Of course not. How could I forget what my son told me? I just miss you two so much." Even though he could only hear her voice, one could imagine how flattering Britney's smile on the other side of the phone was. Something was definitely going on. Britney was acting very unusual.

Hearing Britney's fake laughter, Jefferson suddenly felt a little nervous. He wondered if his mother was thinking of some way to set him up for something. He continued, "Why don't you tell me what you want? Would I dare to disobey your orders?"

Britney continued to chuckle insincerely and said, "I know you wouldn't dare to, but this doesn't have much to do with you. It's Adrienne."

"If you're looking for Little Specky, why don't you just call her? Why me? If you call her, she'll definitely listen to you. She won't listen to me if I'm the one passing on the message." Jefferson knew that his mother wouldn't talk to him so nicely, it was just as he suspected.

Britney muttered hesitatingly, "Actually... there's something even more important than Adrienne..."

"If it's not about Little Specky, then it has nothing to do with me," said Jefferson. All he wanted was to just have a good sleep. He was not interested in anything else. "My Queen, just go look for whoever this matter is related to. I'm hanging up and going back to bed."

"Jefferson, don't you dare hang up on me!" Britney's tone remained the same, but Jefferson could still feel how threatening she was. "You brat, I'm calling you because it has something to do with you. How dare you try to hang up on me? Sounds to me like you need a good beating."

Jefferson didn't want to care, but he had no choice. Reluctantly, he bit the bullet and asked, "Who does it have to do with?"

"Mr. Hodge."

"Mr. Hodge? What kind of business would you have with him?" Jefferson raised his eyebrows. He was really tired, and he was getting impatient. "It's not like you don't know that man. If you want to ask him for help, you can call him directly. Why do you have to call me?"

"This matter only occurred because I gave birth to you, you rascal!" Britney raised her voice as she said that, and her true nature was finally revealed. "If you hadn't done all those b*stard things, I wouldn't have had to apologize to the old man."

"What did I do now? Why am I a b*stard? Why did you apologize to him?" Jefferson thought for a moment before adding, "Is he still mad about the time I bought him a pack of cigarettes and then took it back?"

"What? You gave him a pack of cigarettes and then took it back?" Britney roared at him, "Jefferson, why are you such a failure? Mr. Hodge is Adrienne's last remaining relative. How are you going to marry Adrienne if he hates you?"

"So, it's not about that?" Apart from that, Jefferson couldn't think of anything else that could have made Hodge mad. "Then what is it? I'm very sleepy. If you have something to say, please say it all at once and leave me alone."

"You little b*stard, you don't even remember what you have done." Britney sighed and nagged, "Although I have always hoped for you and Adrienne to get married and give me grandchildren, you can't get her drunk and sleep with her just to force her to marry you!"

"Who told you that?" Jefferson's heart jolted. He had only ever told Freddy, Tommy, and Bruce about how he had tricked Adrienne into marrying him. How did his mother find out?

Since Jefferson didn't deny it, then it must be the truth. Britney was boiling with rage, and she wished she could teleport right over to him and give him a good beating. "Can't you pursue her like a normal person? Why did you have to stoop to such despicable methods?"

"Mom, don't be so mean. I only created a little advantage for myself, I didn't do anything bad." He hadn't really done anything to Adrienne, anyway. All he did was elude her. Calling him despicable was a little harsh.

"You've already done it and you still don't see yourself as despicable?" Britney could feel her head starting to ache. She wished she had never given birth to this son. "How could such an outstanding couple like your father and I have a b*stard son like you?"

"Pfft... Outstanding?" At the mention of his 'outstanding father', Jefferson felt uncomfortable. "I admit that it was a little messed up, but I'll deal with it on my own. You don't have to worry. Don't tell Mr. Hodge either, I don't want him to worry." Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Do you think I want to worry about this? How do you think I found out? As if I have so much free time to investigate you." Britney was about to explode in rage. "Mr. Hodge was the one who asked someone to pass the message along to me."

"Are you telling me that he was the one who told you?" Hodge told Britney? That man had been spending his days in the hospital. How did he know about this? Was it that little idiot, Adrienne, who had told him?

Jefferson finally understood the seriousness of the matter and he immediately sat up. "Mom, I'll go to the hospital right now and explain the whole story to him."

"Explain? How do you plan to explain what you have done? Besides, if your explanation was enough, Hodge wouldn't have sent someone to tell me about this." Britney felt much better now that Jefferson was finally taking her seriously. "I guess the old man still wants to let Adrienne marry you, but he doesn't want to let her marry into our family so ambiguously. He asked someone to pass the message to me because he wants to know what I think about it as an elder, so I have to apologize."

"Mom..."

Britney interrupted him and said, "Don't bother explaining to me. You should know that Adrienne is a good kid. Do you know how blessed you are to be able to marry her? You need to treat her nicely."

Hearing Britney's praise for Adrienne, Jefferson was happy. He replied with a smile, "You are my mother after all. Your taste in women is as good as mine. We both feel like it's my honor to be able to marry Little

Specky."

"You're not too bad either."

"Of course, Little Specky should feel lucky that she gets to marry me too."

Britney was not in the mood to listen to his narcissism. She waved her hand and stopped him. "Come on, enough nonsense. Hurry up and figure out how to gain Mr. Hodge's trust. If he doesn't like you, he's not going to hand Adrienne over to you, and Little Specky won't agree either."