My Husband, Warm The Bed

When Jefferson went out of his way to be nice to Adrienne, her first reaction was not to thank him, but to think that he was ill. D*mn it!

Jefferson wanted to pry her head open to see just what was going on inside her head.

Usually, he would insult her. However, Britney was there that day, and he had made the decision to treat her better. He couldn't give up halfway. Therefore, the angry Jefferson kept his expression neutral and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm good. Do you want more food? I'll get some for you."

"Jeff... I- I can do it by myself." Adrienne stammered out of nervousness because of Jefferson's unusual behavior, for fear that he would play a dirty trick on her in the next second.

This must be yet another new trick of his, she thought.

Definitely.

Otherwise, he would never treat her so well all of a sudden.

Adrienne looked at Jefferson, searching his eyes for an answer. However, there didn't seem to be anything unusual in his gaze.

No way!

Previously, when he came up with new pranks to play on her, his eyes would exude a proud and mischievous glint.

Jefferson was full of wicked ideas. No one could foresee what he would come up with. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Adrienne grew more and more scared. It was as if a strong gust of cold wind was blowing behind her, making her hair stand on end.

"Adrienne, eat up before the food gets cold." Britney knew that Jefferson usually mistreated Adrienne. This sudden change would definitely be unbelievable to Adrienne, so she stepped in to help Adrienne. "Jefferson, eat. Don't talk too much at the dinner table."

"All right." In Britney's presence, Adrienne felt more at ease. She knew that Jefferson couldn't act rashly in front of Britney.

Jefferson thought to himself, "Mom, you wanted me to take better care of Little Specky, but now you're stopping me. What's going on?" A woman's mind was hard to decipher, Jefferson told himself. Unfortunately for him, he was destined to get involved with women throughout his life.

Albert had always been quiet. After he greeted Adrienne, he said nothing more. At that moment, Albert couldn't help but look at his son. It occurred to him that not only was Jefferson arrogant, he was also ignorant. Didn't he realize that Adrienne was frightened by him?

It was indeed true that Jefferson had not noticed Adrienne's fear. When he misunderstood her conduct as not accepting his kindness, he glared at Adrienne as if warning her that he would teach her a lesson when they got home.

During that meal, Adrienne ate with mixed feelings. In the end, she did not eat much but pretended to be full instead.

Before leaving, Britney took Adrienne's hand and said, "Adrienne, this is your home. No matter when you want to come here, you'll be welcome. Jefferson is back here now. If it is inconvenient for you to come on your own, I'll get him to pick you up."

Since her parents' death, Adrienne's only source of maternal love was from Britney. A sudden sadness overwhelmed her and she almost shed tears. "Thank you, Auntie."

Seeing that she was about to cry, Jefferson pulled Adrienne into his arms and said, "Adrienne, you still have work to do. What are you waiting for?"

Why was Jefferson hugging her outlandishly with Britney there? Adrienne squirmed and tried to escape from his arms, but he did not intend to let go at all.

On the other hand, Britney was pleased to see the display of affection between them. She said, "Adrienne, go to work then. Your work is tiring, you can't even rest well on weekends. Let Jefferson drive you to work."

Adrienne said, "Goodbye, Auntie!"

Jefferson waved goodbye to Britney. "Mum, go keep old fogey company."

Britney watched them leave with a satisfied smile.

It was not an easy task for Jefferson to get Adrienne back from Britney's clutches. He whistled in delight while driving. Seeing that, Adrienne's scalp tingled and she subconsciously leaned against the window. As soon as Jefferson saw her avoiding him like he was a leper, his amiable mood came to an end abruptly. He looked at Adrienne discontentedly and said, "Little Specky, you need a f*cking lesson." "From your point of view, I need to be taught lessons every day." Adrienne breathed a sigh of relief as Jefferson started talking like his normal self.

Not long after they drove out of the villa area, they arrived at a street filled with restaurants. Jefferson parked the car and said, "Get off."

Adrienne replied in a daze, "Jefferson, we've just finished eating. What are we doing here?" He brought her there because she hadn't eaten much. But, he merely said, "I'll do whatever I want as long as it makes me happy."

Adrienne was speechless.

Each time, it was always the same answer but she still couldn't help but ask.

There was a well-known seafood restaurant there. Jefferson pulled Adrienne to the restaurant. They sat down and he ordered shrimp congee. After that, he crossed his legs and went on his phone. Adrienne couldn't hold herself back and asked again, "Don't you dislike shrimp? Why did you order shrimp congee?"

Jefferson looked at Adrienne stonily again.

D*mn it.

Adrienne asked all sorts of dumb questions. Not only did Jefferson not like eating shrimp, he also did not like congee. The reason he chose this restaurant was because Adrienne said that she wanted to try it previously.

Sometimes, Jefferson really wanted to bang his head against the wall. Why was he treating her well when she only got on his nerves every day? Frightened by his cold gaze, Adrienne quickly drank her glass of water.

After they waited for about half an hour, the congee was served. Jefferson signaled for the waiter to fill Adrienne's bowl; he did not intend to eat it.

As Adrienne ate the fresh and delicious shrimp congee, she stole a glance at Jefferson. He did things capriciously, she thought. He did not eat shrimp, but he foolishly ordered shrimp congee. It seemed that she had to eat more.

Adrienne ate three small bowls of congee, and this time she was really full.

When she put down her bowl, she belched with satisfaction. After hearing that, Jefferson frowned in disgust and asked, "Can't you be more ladylike?"

Adrienne smiled. "I don't have to put on an elegant act for you."

Jefferson had known her since they were babies. She did not have any privacy at all with him. He must have never regarded her as a woman. She did not need to care about her image in front of him. Jefferson often heard Freddy say that women would be willing to dress up for the men they loved.

If a woman didn't care about her image in front of a man, it showed that she didn't regard him as a man at all, let alone love him.

With that thought in mind, Jefferson raised his foot and kicked Adrienne under the table, exclaiming, "Little idiot!"

Adrienne yelped, "It hurts!"

"You deserve it!"Jefferson said.

Adrienne said, "You..."

Forget it, she couldn't be bothered to argue with him!