My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Let's go to the cemetery first. I want to talk to my mom."

Adrienne requested softly as she looked at the passing scenery.

She was born and raised in Chatterton Town. All her relatives and friends were there. She always thought that she was familiar with the city, but she felt like she had never known this place at all just then.

The streets were crowded with people and cars. On both sides, there were skyscrapers, which she would see every day when she got off work. However, everything felt so surreal at that moment. It was as if she was dreaming, draining every ounce of energy left in her body.

She was trying her best to hold on, but she was running out of strength. She felt that she couldn't hold on any longer.

At that moment, a warm, large hand reached out to hold her hand and squeeze it tightly. "Adrienne, I'm here."

That's right. Jefferson was here!

He had always been.

Ever since she was born, he had always been by her side.

Nonetheless, she didn't forget the time he was not by her side. He was not there when she was at her most helpless period and when she was having nightmares day and night.

He was gone for nearly two years and had only returned this year. When he came back to her side, he tricked her to marry him and make her his wife.

Yes, she was already his wife, and he was her husband. He gave her strength, warmth and reassurance that no one else could give her.

Since childhood, she had relied on him and was used to his protection. No matter what happened, as long as Adrienne knew he was there, as long as she heard his voice, as long as she could sense his breath, even in the cold, she would feel comforted and at ease.

The feeling of warmth and security she felt with him made her crave for him. Even so, she was afraid. Adrienne was worried that he might disappear from her life again one day. She was scared he would be nowhere to be found when she really needed him, and that she wouldn't be able to handle being alone.

However, she was also well aware that other than herself, there was no one else in this world who she could rely on, not even her closest family.

At that thought, Adrienne withdrew her hand frantically. Without looking at him, she urged, "Focus on driving. Safety first."

Jefferson did not speak again, but looked at her with immense worry in his eyes.

About half an hour later, they arrived at the cemetery.

Jefferson stopped the car and wanted to go down with Adrienne.

Adrienne, however, looked at him indifferently as she said, "I want to talk to Mom alone. You can wait for me here."

If this was in the past, Jefferson would have said, "Do I have to wait here just because you tell me to? I want to go with you. What are you going to do about it if I insist?"

Yet, this time, he nodded. "Okay."

Adrienne tried hard to squeeze a smile at him. "Thank you!"

"Don't smile at me like that. You look uglier than when you were crying." Jefferson frowned in disgust, but he was caressing her head with affection. "Go. I'll wait for you here, no matter how long it takes." "Okay." Adrienne turned and left while Jefferson's words replayed over and over in her mind. He told her that he would wait for her, no matter how long it took. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Adrienne had spent a lot of money on her parents' grave, and they were buried in an astoundingly beautiful cemetery. Apart from the sea view afar, one could also oversee the beautiful city skyline from there. However, since no one had been there to take care of the place for quite some time, the tombstones were overgrown with weeds which blocked the gorgeous view around.

More than two years had passed from the start of the dismemberment case but Adrienne had only visited her parents' grave four times since then, once during New Year's and twice on her parents' death anniversary. It was not that she did not want to come, but she was traumatized by the experience. Each time she came, she would have to relive the tragedy that happened two years ago, and it would always take her a few days to recover from it.

Adrienne cleaned up the weeds and kneeled before her parents' tombstones. "Dad, Mom... I apologize for not being a good daughter. I told both of you that I would come to visit once I've caught the murderer, and now I have..."

She called out for both her parents because she was still in denial that her father was still alive. To her, Sheridan had died two years ago, and his ashes were buried right there at that cemetery. The man who she met moments ago was not her father.

Adrienne was unwilling to admit the cruel reality, but she knew that the man in jail was indeed her father. The ashes buried here were not his but some random stranger's.

Adrienne didn't even dare to think about how painful and desperate her mother would feel if she knew what Sheridan had done. He was the love of her life, and they had slept in the same bed for so many years. She gave birth to a daughter for him, and even took care of his parents until their death. Adrienne always thought that he loved her deeply but who knew that he would end up taking her life? When Eudora was being harmed, the man she loved so deeply, whom she thought loved her back, was standing aside as he watched it happen...

"Mom..." Adrienne cried out painfully. Finally, tears rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably.

Why?

Why did it turn out like this?

Since she was a child, she thought that her parents were a loving couple. There were two instances that made Adrienne think so.

One was when Eudora scalded her hand while cooking, and Sheridan was panicked to the point that he couldn't speak a whole sentence. He gave her first aid and carried her to the nearby clinic to get treatment. He was only relieved after confirming with the doctor repeatedly that she was fine.

Since then, Sheridan took over all kitchen duties, and forbade Eudora from entering the kitchen.

Some of his friends even joked that he loved the kitchen more than his own country and Sheridan would always laugh in response and say, "How could a man protect his country if he didn't even treat his wife and daughter right?"

Eudora would always chuckle in secret when she heard his reply.

From the smile on Eudora's face, it could be seen that she was happy. She was happily in love with a man who loved her.

Another instance was when there was an unusual homicide that occurred at Lowell City in Chatterton Town. Eudora and her colleague were dispatched to the scene and they were met with a landslide on the way back; their car was completely buried underneath.

When Sheridan received the news, he drove to the scene as fast as he could. Although it was a different city, her father arrived earlier than the local emergency responders. Because of him, Eudora and her colleague were saved.

After returning home that day, Sheridan was outraged. He even cursed at Eudora. That was the first time Adrienne had seen Sheridan that upset, and it was the first time he had ever scolded Eudora.

He roared at Eudora, "I told you that there will be a storm, and it wouldn't be safe to drive back tonight. I reminded you to come back a day later, but you were in such a hurry to return. Do you think you're invincible from death?"