As soon as Adrienne posted it, the elevator ding sounded. She went straight in. Surprisingly, Jefferson was standing in the lift.
She was so frightened that she took several steps back to steady herself. "Why did you come down again?"
Stupid!
Jefferson uttered that word over and over again in his heart, but he still refused to speak. Could she really be this stupid? Did she really think he would leave her alone down there?
Earlier on, he had gotten off on the first floor and then immediately came back down on the next lift.
However, Adrienne was not excited to see him. Instead, she was frightened. He was not some cannibal. Why was she so afraid?
Never mind, he told himself. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to strangle her.
Adrienne knew that Jefferson was unhappy, but she didn't understand why his mood was getting worse. Was it possible that he knew she had exposed him on social media?
If that was the case, then she would be finished.
However, it didn't seem to be the case. If he knew that she had posted a video of him, he would definitely be screaming at her at this instant. The fact that he was still standing so calmly wasn't normal.
Jefferson stood right in the middle of the elevator, expressionless. Adrienne did not dare to go near him. She hyped herself up a few times before gathering enough courage to walk over and stand beside him.
He didn't move, so she didn't dare to move either. As a result, the elevator didn't move even after the doors had closed as neither of them had pushed the button for their floor.
After enduring for a while, Jefferson finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted angrily, "Adrienne, do you not know how to press the elevator button? Is your brain fried?"
Adrienne was shocked and hurried to press the 21st floor. Then, she retreated behind him and stood in the corner. Although she did not dare to say anything, she was repeatedly cursing at him in her heart. "My brain really is fried. Otherwise, why would I get married to you and go through all this torture?"
"What did you say?" Jefferson suddenly looked over and Adrienne got so scared that her tongue was tied again. "I, I didn't say anything."
"You didn't say anything?"
"Adrienne, it seems that you are getting bolder and bolder. Just because I don't do anything, you think I'm a pushover?"
"I wouldn't dare." Adrienne wondered if he really could read her thoughts.
"Honestly, if I stay by his side any longer, one of these days I'll have a heart attack because of him," she remarked inwardly.
Unfortunately, Jefferson still hadn't gotten bored with playing this marriage game with her. It didn't seem like he would be asking her for divorce anytime soon, so she still had a lot of suffering to endure for the moment.
"No, I can't let it go on like this," Adrienne thought.
She had to find a way to escape from his grasp.
However, Adrienne also knew very well that the more she fought back, the harsher he would be on her. The best thing to do was to follow what he said. She would just do as he said and never disobey him.
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