My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1730

After finishing all his work, Jefferson lay down next to Adrienne. He had many things on his mind that bothered him, whereas Adrienne was sleeping soundly without a worry in the world. In the end, Jefferson couldn't withhold his anger and gave her a kick.

The sleeping Adrienne did not respond after being kicked. Seeing this, Jefferson sighed helplessly and said, "Adrienne, I must have owed you in my last life."

Following that, he pulled her into his arms and held her. With her in his arms, he finally felt better after all that had happened that night.

Jefferson had a good family background, an exceptional figure, and a high educational background. More importantly, he was exceedingly handsome. There were countless women who paused to take a second look at him whenever he was out. However, in the eyes of Adrienne, he was nothing but a fart.

Jefferson was really irritated by that and wishes that he could do something to her.

"Sh*t, as much as I want to, I can't bear to.

After all, I still need this girl to bring me happiness for the rest of my life," he thought.

"You idiot!" Jefferson reached out and pinched Adrienne's face. Suddenly, the phone next to him rang again. He was so annoyed that he was about to curse, but he didn't.

There were not many people who would call him in the middle of the night. He had already guessed who it was before he even looked at the phone number and immediately silenced his phone. In order not to affect Adrienne's sleep, he walked out of the room and answered, "Is there any news?"

Upon hearing what the man on the other end of the phone said, Jefferson's face fell. He said coldly, "Keep an eye on him. If anything happens this time, you're all fired."

After hanging up the phone, Jefferson returned to the room. He first looked at Adrienne who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and then checked the window again. After confirming that everything was secure, he took a coat and hurried out.

Early in the morning, Adrienne was also woken up by the phone.

In her line of work, there were no holidays or regular breaks. As long as there was a case and there was a need for a forensic doctor, they would be a phone call away.

Her cell phone had different ringtones for different people. When she heard this ringtone, she knew that it was about work. Her fuzzy mind immediately cleared up. "Sergeant Scott, what's the matter?"

"Adrienne, hurry to Sam Street. There is a new case." On the phone, Quill's voice was indescribably tired and hoarse as if he did not sleep all night.

"Okay." Adrienne got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. When she came out of the bathroom, she remembered that Jefferson should be home as well, but she did not see him after getting up.

Where was he?

In her impression, Jefferson was someone who liked to sleep in. Since they got married, they had slept together for a few nights, but he had never woken up earlier than her before.

"Did the sun rise from the west today?" she wondered.

Jefferson was nowhere to be seen in the living room or dining room either. Before Adrienne went out to work, she pushed open the door of his study. However, there was no one there as well. Instead, the picture on the desk attracted Adrienne's attention.

It looked out of place so she walked over. She picked up the photo on the desk and took a second look at it. The woman in the photo was very beautiful. She looked pure and refreshingly gorgeous, with a face that could seemingly stop time.

Perhaps, this was the girl that Jefferson truly liked!

In the past, Adrienne had also thought about what kind of girl could attract a sc*mbag like Jefferson. At this instant, it seemed like he actually had pretty good taste.

The girl in the photo was not only goodlooking, but she also had a very alluring temperament.

However, Adrienne did not understand. If he already had a girl he was in love with, why would he want to marry her?

If he had done so just to have a legal way of bringing her home to bully her, then he was taking marriage too lightly, wasn't he?