My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1931

It was already two o'clock in the morning by the time Jefferson arrived home.

At such a late hour, most people would be asleep. However, he noticed two people at the entrance of the parking lot. One was Adrienne, and the other was his cousin, Sierra Yard, who he hadn't seen in quite a while.

When Jefferson's gaze fell on Adrienne, he couldn't help but clench his fist. He was afraid that the dull girl would become sharp all of a sudden and notice something through the look in his eyes.

Although Jefferson knew it wasn't possible for that slow little idiot to become that perceptive out of the blue, his face was still ridden with anxiety.

Jefferson took a moment to compose himself before getting out of the car. Deliberately avoiding Adrienne, he stepped forward to give Sierra a hug. "Sierra, you've visited Chatterton Town quite a few times, yet you've never hit me up. Are you trying to surprise me or scare me by showing up at my doorstep all of a sudden?"

Sierra looked at him, feigning dissatisfaction. "When did you become this stupid? Even if I never told you I was in town, you should know I would be if Johan was here. Besides, are only men allowed to have fun? Can't I come over to see Adrienne?"

Sierra's words had a double meaning. How could Jefferson not possibly see through it? He immediately played along and said, "Sierra, I told Adrienne that I went out to work. How could you expose my lie so soon? Do you want me to sleep in the dog kennel tonight?"

"I noticed that Adrienne was worried about you, that's why I told her you didn't have an operation tonight and that you went out to meet Johan." Raising a fist, Sierra punched Jefferson playfully. "Well, it's getting late. Since you're home, I'll go back to the hotel too. Well meet again when everyone is all rested up."

"Sierra..." Jefferson still had something to say, but Sierra interjected. "Adrienne was very worried about you. As a husband, how could you let your wife worry like this? You should reflect on your actions. Otherwise, I'll call both my sisters and get them to reprimand you on Adrienne's behalf."

"Please don't do that, Sierra." It was hard enough for Jefferson to deal with Britney who was constantly protecting Adrienne. If the three sisters of the Yard family came into the picture, he would never know peace again.

"If you don't want them to get involved, then don't bully Adrienne anymore. Stop making her worry about you." Sierra looked at Adrienne and said, "Adrienne, if Jefferson bullies you again, make sure you give me a call. I'll bring some of my people over to beat him up."

Adrienne smiled. "Okay, Sierra."

"Alright, I'll be on my way then. You two should get home and rest early." Sierra waved her hand, getting into a taxi that had stopped at the curb since earlier.

Jefferson watched her leave before turning back to Adrienne. As soon as he did, he saw Adrienne, who had been smiling cheerily in front of Sierra, burst into tears. His heart ached at the sight of it.

Jefferson immediately wiped her tears and asked, "My Little Specky, what's wrong?"

Adrienne batted his hand away, turned around and walked into the neighborhood. Jefferson left his car parked by the road and followed her in a hurry. "Why are you crying?" he asked again.

Adrienne stopped and looked at him. "Go and park your car properly. It'll be inconvenient for other people if you park like that. Try to be more considerate from now on, okay?"

Adrienne was crying her eyes out but she was still concerning herself with how his parking would affect others. Jefferson was really thrown for a loop. He said, "Okay, don't cry, come with me and well park the car properly, okay?"

Adrienne ignored him and walked away.

Jefferson wanted to catch up with her, but he decided to follow her advice and park his car first. When he returned home, he opened the door and saw Adrienne sitting in the living room, looking at him sadly.

Adrienne's gaze made Jefferson panic. She was looking at him as if he had done something wrong behind her back.

While changing into his room slippers, Jefferson asked, "Baby, what's the matter?"

Adrienne continued looking at him with an upset expression. She asked, "Jefferson, tell me honestly, where have you been tonight?"

After Jefferson's room slippers were fit snugly, he walked over and sat beside her. "Didn't Sierra mention it just now? Johan asked me to hang out with him."

"Who said you could sit?" Adrienne suddenly shouted. Jefferson was so spooked that he immediately stood up. "Okay, okay, okay, I won't sit without your permission. Baby, let's just talk it out nicely. Don't be mad, it's not good for your health. I'll feel bad if anything happens to you." "Would you feel bad, though? If so, you wouldn't have lied to me." As she said that, Adrienne's tears began to fall again, and she looked as pitiful as she could be.

At the sight of the steady stream of tears down Adrienne's face, Jefferson's heart ached. He was at a loss; he couldn't help but soften his voice, coaxing her like he would a child, "Little Specky, let's just talk it out. Don't cry, okay?"

Adrienne sniffed with tears in her eyes and blurted out, "Jefferson, tell me, who am I to you?"

"Little idiot, what kind of question is that? You're my wife."

Jefferson wanted to pull her into his arms, but as soon as he moved, he was met with her fierce but teary-eyed stare. He quickly withdrew his hands.

Jefferson knew that incident would not blow over smoothly.

Although Adrienne seemed gentle and delicate, as though even a gust of wind could blow her down, she was as stubborn as a donkey. Once she had made up her mind about something, it would be hard to change her mind.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling welled up in Jefferson's heart. Adrienne was that concerned; she kept asking him where he had been. Could it be that she had heard of something from someone?

Jefferson was frantic with worry; he was worried that she might already know something and that this was just her testing him.

As his uneasiness grew, Adrienne retorted, "So you do know that I'm your wife, huh?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" asked Jefferson with a smile as he tried to mask his anxiety.

At his nonchalant answer, Adrienne cried even harder. "You've never treated me as your wife. Not even once."

"Little Specky, if not you, who else would I treat as my wife then?" Jefferson asked, feeling thoroughly wronged.

Adrienne glared at him and wiped her tears roughly. "Whenever anything happens, you never tell me about it. Because you think that I'm still a child, a child that will never grow up."

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"You assume I can't do anything right, so you want to do everything for me. That's why you never tell me anything," Adrienne added.

"I..." Jefferson opened his mouth, wanting to explain. Adrienne interrupted him, saying, "You don't have to explain. I know that's what you think of me."

"Little Specky, can you stop being so unreasonable?" Jefferson was beginning to panic too.

With tears brimming in her eyes, Adrienne lashed out at him, "I'm talking sense, but you call me unreasonable. What else do you see me as if not a clueless child?"