My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1772

Adrienne was not one to believe in superstitions, but before her parents' incident, she had a similar dream. Soon after, she received news that her parents were murdered.

What should she do?

How could she get in touch with Jefferson?

Adrienne tried her best to calm down, but her hands were trembling continuously.

No, she couldn't panic.

She could not call Jefferson at this time. If he was chasing after a criminal, it would affect him if she called him.

Adrienne tried to comfort herself by telling herself that Jefferson was at work. He had a lot of colleagues with him and everything would be fine. He must be fine... The next half of the night, she spent the time in this worried and anxious state until the sky turned into a lighter shade of blue.

Just when Adrienne felt that it had been an eternity, she finally heard the door open. She rushed to the entrance as soon as possible.

It was indeed Jefferson who was at the door and he was still wearing the white shirt he wore the previous day. The shirt was wrinkled and there were some obvious dirty spots. His usually messy hair was ruffled at this time as if it had not been washed for weeks.

Adrienne quickly examined Jefferson. Fortunately, he seemed all right.

"It's rare for you to be free on the weekend. Where are you heading this early in the morning?" Having been busy all night, Jefferson was exhausted. He did not notice that there was something wrong in Adrienne's gaze.

"Jefferson..." Adrienne did not answer why she did not sleep in. Instead, she went straight to hug him, which caught him off guard as he stopped midway while changing into his slippers. He recalled that she had a nightmare the night before and probably did not sleep well after that.

Jefferson patted her on the back and consoled, "I'm back. Don't be afraid anymore."

Jefferson did not make it clear, but Adrienne knew that he was talking about her nightmare. Sometimes, she just understood what he was thinking. "I'm fine."

"You're fine but you're still holding me early in the morning. Do you know that it's easy for a man to be aroused in the morning?" The tone

of Jefferson carried a hint of disgust, but he could not help hugging the person in his arms. He felt flattered as it was not he who took the initiative to hold her; she did.

"Stop talking!" Adrienne shouted at him.

"Little Specky..." Did she wake up on the wrong side of the bed that morning? She had yelled at him early in the morning; she seemed to have grown bolder again.

"Jefferson, I asked you not to talk. Didn't you fu*king hear that?" Adrienne raised her voice. "I just want to hug you. Do I need a reason to fu*king hug my man in my home?"

"You little thing, who gave you the courage to do so?" D*mn, Jefferson thought. He was starting to think that he was a masochist. Others preferred their partners to be gentle and lovely, yet he fell for an overbearing lady like Adrienne.

If this wasn't masochism, then what was it?

Adrienne roared again, "Shut up!"

Jefferson was startled.

Sure enough, he shut up.

But after a few seconds, he spoke again, "You can hug me if you want. I wouldn't stop you. Why are you so fierce?"

Adrienne glared at him!

Jefferson quickly shut up, afraid of upsetting her again.

After Adrienne was satisfied, she released him. "Have you had breakfast?"

Jefferson shook his head and answered, "No."

As soon as he was done with his work, he rushed back to accompany her.

Adrienne said, "Go take a shower. I'll get you something to eat. You should eat before you sleep."

Upon hearing that Adrienne was going to cook something to eat, Jefferson felt uncomfortable all over. He responded, "Little Specky, you are so abnormal today. Are you planning to poison me?"