My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1904

Seeing that Jefferson's tensed jaw had relaxed a little, Adrienne knew that he was no longer as mad at her. She hurriedly added, "I mean, if it's really as you said, that he's really interested in me, I'll just ask someone else for help and not contact him privately."

"Well, fingers crossed that you'll keep to your word." Jefferson's voice still sounded flat, but Adrienne knew that his anger had very well dissolved.

In order to make him believe that she wasn't joking around, Adrienne was one step away from raising her hand and making an oath. "I will definitely do as I've promised."

"Well, at least you still care about what I think." Jefferson was no longer angry, he was even smiling a little. With that, Adrienne knew that his anger had completely dissipated, so she leaned on his chest once again and rubbed against it tenderly. "Geez, you're my husband. If I don't care about you, who else can I care about?"

The word "husband" had successfully stroked Jefferson's pleasure. Increasing the force on his arm, he pressed Adrienne's head against his chest, saying, "Uh- huh, good job, this is the awareness you should have." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Adrienne chuckled and raised her head to give him a quick peck on his Adam's apple.

That kiss froze Jefferson for a moment before he felt blood rushing through his body.

However, Adrienne did not know what kind of trouble she had whipped up. She genuinely felt that her Jeff was not intimidating at all.

Courtesy of the fact that no matter how awful his mood was, as long as she gave in and said a few nice words, he would always forgive her.

But she probably didn't know that the kiss was the bringer of catastrophe.

Ding...

When the door of the elevator opened, Jefferson stepped out with Adrienne in his arms. He opened the door and entered their house so quickly that before Adrienne could react, she was already pressed against the door, and he had already ambushed her with his hot lips.

After that, Adrienne did not know how they got to the bedroom and onto the bed, nor did she know when she had started to cry and beg him for mercy.

There was only one voice in her mind. She wanted to take her thoughts back, the one before they had entered their house. Nope, her Jeff wasn't good at all, for even though she was begging him while crying, he still didn't want to let her go.

Boohoo...

She felt that she was pitiful. She was so scared of the unfamiliar and wild experience. She even thought that she would die before she was able to find her parents' murderer.

After an indefinite period of time, perhaps even a whole century had gone by, Adrienne felt that the storm had finally stopped.

Then, she, who was the center of the storm, was like a sapling that had just been baptized in the rain. She was on the brink of death and could die at any moment.

She was too tired to open her eyes, but her senses were extremely sensitive at the moment. She could feel that Jefferson was staring at her.

Even more so, she did not dare to open her eyes.

All of a sudden, Jefferson laughed. He asked with his low and magnetic voice, which was seductive beyond words, "So, did you like it?"

Did she like it?

How could he ask her that question?

She was almost tortured to death by him, how could she like it?

Despite herself, she nodded honestly.

She used her actions to tell him that she actually liked it.

"An honest baby will get rewarded," Jefferson said. It was not difficult to sense the joy and satisfaction in his voice.

Adrienne suddenly felt that the source of warmth beside her was dissipating, and she didn't know why she started to fear all of a sudden. She couldn't help but reach out for him, gluing herself to his body. "Jeff, Jeff..."

She didn't need to say anything else. She only needed to mutter the specific name that only she could call out to, and it would immediately stir Jefferson up. He really wanted to go for another round, but he knew that she would not be able to stand it anymore, so he gently grabbed her hand and replied, "It still hurts, isn't it?"

Adrienne understood where Jefferson meant in an instant. Her face quickly turned beet red as she whispered, "Yeah."

"Since it hurts, then don't get me excited again." Jefferson removed her hand, pushed her away from his arms, and quickly got out of bed.

Adrienne felt empty in her heart when the source of heat beside her had completely vanished. She was never a clingy person in the past, so she didn't know why she wanted him to hold her so badly that day.

Adrienne didn't want him to do anything but to hug her.

Nonetheless, he didn't. He left her alone and went to the bathroom.

After a while, Jefferson came back with a hot towel in his hand, and asked, "Why are you pouting? Are you not feeling well?"

Adrienne shook her head.

He added, "I'll clean it up for you. You should sleep for a little while longer."

It turned out that he hadn't left her but to take care of her. Embarrassed, Adrienne was bright red again as she squirmed and hid herself. "It's fine, I can do it myself."

"Are you sure that you can still move?" Jefferson asked.

Adrienne was speechless.

The reason why she couldn't budge an inch was him, so why was he scolding her?

Remind her again, who was the one who had said that an honest baby would get rewarded?

Right then, not only did he not reward her, he was daunting her.

She felt wronged!

She felt angry!

She wanted a hug!

While Adrienne was feeling so aggrieved to the point that she felt like tearing up, Jefferson had already finished helping her clean up. He bent down to hug her and then pulled the quilt over to

cover her with it. He said, "Lie down for a while. I'll fix you something to eat."

"You?" Adrienne did not forget the time when he had almost burned the kitchen down. For their own safety, she would rather bear the hunger. "Forget it."

"Are you not hungry?" Jefferson asked.

"I am." But she was more afraid that Jefferson might start a fire in the kitchen and burn them to death. Her strong desire for survival made her say, "Mr. Hefner, I think it would be better if we just order a take-out."

"Go to sleep. What are you worried about? I guarantee that you'll get to eat something warm once you wake up in two hours." Jefferson pressed Adrienne back to the bed and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep now."

Adrienne didn't want to close her eyes.

In the unlikely event that the kitchen started to burn, she had to escape as soon as possible.

"Close your eyes, can't you hear me?" Jefferson said in a louder voice.

Adrienne was frightened in an instant. "Alright, alright. Why do you have to be so fierce?"

Was this how he should talk to his baby?

As soon as she shut her eyes, Adrienne could feel that Jefferson was getting closer to her. Just as she thought that something was going to happen, and was nervously holding her breath, all Jefferson did was give her a kiss on the forehead and leave the room in a hurry. "Don't think about anything else, okay? Get some sleep."

Adrienne replied, "Okay..."

After that, Adrienne picked up a sigh that was almost inaudible before catching a series of footsteps leaving the room and the door shutting.

Knowing that Jefferson had left the room, Adrienne slowly opened her bright and shimmery eyes, and her red lips unconsciously rose at the corners.

In the past, she had always thought that Jefferson only knew how to bully and yell at her. Never had she realized that he was actually a considerate man.

He was so considerate to the point that she wanted time to stop on that day, at that moment, and at that second.