My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1937

"Of course it's because of you. How long has it been since you visited Grandpa? He misses you so much that he hasn't been able to eat or sleep well, so he asked me to come to Chatterton Town to take you home." Sierra was being honest.

She was only in Chatterton Town because Maxwell was missing Jefferson, and it just so happened that Johan had business to do here, too.

Jefferson admitted he hadn't visited Maxwell in the capital in a while. The thought of it made him feel rather guilty. "I've been so occupied with work recently that I couldn't even make time to see him and I hardly give him any phone calls either. Alas, I admit that I should have done better as a grandson."

Sierra added again, "Then you should go home and pack up. We'll go back tomorrow."

Jefferson leaned back on his chair lazily. He tapped the teacup in front of him with his slender fingers and rejected her, "Not now."

Sierra put on a dignified look and scolded him, "What do you mean 'not now'? Why can't you leave now? I never thought that I would hear those words coming through your lips." "What are you talking about? I have a case at hand so I can't leave just yet. After the case is closed, I'll bring Adrienne along to meet Grandpa. I believe he'll be very happy to see her." Jefferson hoped that he could find the perfect solution to solve this case. Only by solving Sheridan's case would Adrienne be left unharmed. Then, he would have a chance to take her to the capital.

"In the beginning, Grandpa didn't want you to be in this line of work, but you insisted. Nonetheless, he really loves you, and you were determined so he didn't stop you. But how can you put work before him now? Do you lack the money or something? You should know that if he gives his word, you won't be able to keep your job." Sierra wasn't trying to threaten him because Maxwell really did

have the ability to do so. Knowing how much he adored Jefferson, he would definitely be willing to do just anything.

"I'm aware of his influence, but you should ask him if he wants to control my life or if he wants me to live the life I want to live." Back when Jefferson chose to venture into criminal investigation, Maxwell had done everything he could to stop him. Meanwhile, Jefferson also tried his best to gain his approval.

"All Grandpa is concerned about is your safety,"

Sierra argued in Maxwell's defense. She knew Jefferson well. If she kept pushing him, he would only distance himself further. However, if she spoke nicely, perhaps he could be persuaded. "Jefferson, it's not that he wants to control your life. He's getting old, and you're his favorite grandson. He misses you and wants you by his side. I don't think he's being unreasonable at all."

"Okay. You should head back first and let Grandpa know that I'll visit him once I'm done with work," Jefferson promised. Maxwell was getting old, and his health had been deteriorating each year. The time he had with his children and grandchildren was getting less, and Jefferson was well aware of that.

Adrienne had told him to spend more time with his family as she did not want him to regret not having done so after losing them like she did.

Sierra persuaded patiently, "Can't you get someone else to take over the case?"

Jefferson shook his head.

"You!" Sierra let out a long sigh. "Why are you so stubborn? You're just like Adrienne. Both of you are so strong-headed yet somehow you two ended up together."

"My Little Specky is cute when she's being stubborn. I like her foolish determination." When they spoke about Adrienne, Jefferson's lips unconsciously curled into a smile. The admiration in his gaze could not be concealed.

Jefferson's feelings for Adrienne were written all over his face. As if he wanted to tell the whole world that he loved his little idiot. Sierra was envious, and in a trance, Jefferson's face suddenly turned into a solemn handsome face...

"Sierra, why are you staring at me like this?" Jefferson's voice broke her train of thought. She smiled and found a random topic, "I'm wondering when you and Adrienne are going to have a baby."

"Hmm, probably next year," Jefferson replied with a soft chuckle. In fact, it was Adrienne's fertile window the past few days and he had been working extra hard the night before too. Perhaps they had already succeeded in conceiving the baby.

"Grandpa would be overjoyed." Seeing how well Jefferson and Adrienne were doing, Sierra was happy for them. However, she also felt a little uneasy, perhaps it was because she had not figured out what had happened the night before.

She continued, "Jefferson, you don't have to tell me what happened last night, but you must be honest with Adrienne about it. Don't make her overthink."

Jefferson fell silent.

Sierra added, "You have to understand that a woman is way more sensitive than a man. Communication is the most important factor between two people. Nothing may happen now, but if this continues, it would definitely turn into an issue between the two of you. Suspicions are like a seed, and they will slowly sprout and grow in one's heart. Once an outburst happens, the trust between the two of you will be broken forever."

"I know that, but I have my reasons for not telling her," Jefferson answered as he nodded.

"What's the reason? Is it to protect her?" Sierra shot him one question after another. "Jefferson, how do you know what's best for her?"

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Adrienne had been emphasizing that she was already an adult. In fact, she's also his wife and no longer the little girl he used to shield under his wings. She wanted to shoulder their burdens together instead of him secretly carrying the burden by himself.

Jefferson knew all of this. However, the culprit was Sheridan, Adrienne's father, who was supposedly dead for two years at that time. There was no way Adrienne would be able to take it when she found out the truth.

Jefferson remained silent. Sierra knew that he was thinking about her words seriously, so she carried on, "Jefferson, do you know what I saw last night?"

"What did you see?" Jefferson asked.

Sierra replied, "I was alone in the hotel last night, and I was really bored. So, I drove to your neighborhood. When I reached the parking lot and was about to call you, I saw something."

Jefferson continued to ask, "What is it?"

Sierra answered, "Your father's secretary brought a document and gave it to Adrienne to sign."

"What document?" Jefferson was stunned.

Sierra paused for a moment to organize her thoughts. "I parked my car not far from them at that time, and I could vaguely hear what they were talking about. The story was Adrienne thought that

you were in danger, so she called your father for help, and your father took the opportunity to ask her to sign the document."

Upon hearing this, Jefferson flew into a rage and punched the table. Everyone immediately looked over to them. Sierra quickly patted his hand and comforted, "Don't get too worked up just yet. Let me finish." "Go ahead," Jefferson urged angrily.