My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1788

"Get your woman to answer the phone," ordered Jefferson grumpily.

"You're looking for Freya?" Freddy looked back and did not see Freya around. "She just got a call and went out to answer it. You can tell me whatever message you want to pass on to her."

Jefferson raised his voice. "Ask her to answer the phone."

At the sound of Jefferson's demanding tone, Freddy did not dare to delay. With his mobile phone in hand, he went around to look for Freya. Finally, he found her in an empty private room. However, Freya was on the phone and deep into a conversation.

Freddy had always been the type to be shy to speak out loud in front of his fiancee. Furthermore, she was still on the phone. He could only alert her in a low voice, "Freya, Jefferson is calling."

Freya covered the bottom of her phone with her hand and held the phone some distance away as she responded, "Adrienne is calling me.

Adrienne was the best protection against Jefferson. Freddy quickly informed Jefferson, "Jefferson, Freya is talking to Adrienne on the phone."

Jefferson paused and commented, "Ask her to put the call on speaker. Let me hear what they are talking about."

Freddy gave Freya a look and she immediately understood. She quietly tapped on her screen, and soon Jefferson could hear Adrienne's voice over the phone. To be precise, he could hear her laughter. "Freya, that b*stard Jefferson really likes me. Now, I'll be the one wearing the pants in this relationship!"

Freya was stunned and wanted to shut the speaker off. But with Jefferson listening in, she dared not do so. Instead, she reminded Adrienne in a low voice, "Ahem... Adrienne, don't be too happy."

"Freya, do you know that I have been bullied by Jefferson the Devil for over twenty years? In all these years, I did exactly as he said. If he asked me to jump, I would ask how high. I've been his slave for two decades. Today, he told me so seriously that he likes me and he promised not to bully me anymore. How can I not be happy?" Adrienne had no idea, of course, that Freya had put on the loudspeaker and that Jefferson was listening in to every single thing she said.

Adrienne's sinister laughter pierced through Jefferson's ears. He wanted to endure it but he found himself walking towards the room.

The moment he opened the door, the voice on the other side of the phone stopped. Adrienne looked at him innocently and pouted, "Jefferson, why did you kick open the door again? It's fine if you ruin the door, but you scared me."

Just take a look at this little idiot!

Just because he gave her a little leeway, she was trying to step all over him?

However, seeing her foolish expression, he really couldn't bear to expose her. "I've had the same habits for twenty-something years, it's hard to change them right away."

Adrienne reacted quickly this time, "Then you better sleep on the couch tonight."

"Adrienne!" Jefferson shouted.

Adrienne smirked and said, "I am just joking with you. Why are you so serious? Take a bath, then go to bed. Tomorrow, we still have work to do."

Jefferson glared at her and then went to the bathroom.

Adrienne was so happy that she rolled around in her bed. The feeling of becoming the master suddenly after being enslaved for more than twenty years was simply amazing. If she had believed in Jefferson's words previously when he first told her she had always been the one for him, then she could have turned the situation around way earlier.

But, it was not too late at this moment. There were still decades left. She had a lot of ways to deal with him.

While Adrienne was gleeful, Jefferson's phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. She leaned over and looked at it. It was a landline number with no caller ID. "Jefferson, your phone is ringing."

However, Jefferson didn't answer. Adrienne called out again, "Jefferson, someone is calling you. Do you want me to pick it up?"

Jefferson still didn't answer but the bathroom door opened. He walked out butt naked and acted as if Adrienne wasn't there at all. He picked up the phone and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Pervert!" Adrienne did not know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but she could tell it was nothing good judging from Jefferson's expression. Soon, he hung up and informed her, "I still have some work to do. Stay at home and have a good rest."

Adrienne was worried. "That drug dealer died mysteriously in lock-up. You don't have any clues yet, hence you can't rule out the possibility that there might be a mole. You better be careful."

However, Jefferson did not take this matter seriously at all. He bowed his head and planted a huge kiss on Adrienne's face. "I still have to serve you for the rest of my life, little idiot. Whoever dares to touch me, I'll make him regret it."

Adrienne wiped the saliva off her face with disgust. "Jefferson, I'm serious. Don't let your guard down. You deal with drug dealers more than me, thus you should know how violent they can be. When you go out, you must be more careful."

Jefferson raised his eyebrows happily and replied, "Yes, Ma'am."

Adrienne was helpless.

"Sigh, I really can't do anything about this b*stard. He never takes me seriously. Doesn't he know I'm worried about his safety?" she thought.

Idiot!

Soon, Jefferson was dressed. Adrienne got up and saw him off. He hugged her and planted another kiss on her. "I'll teach you a lesson when I come back."

While he was in the shower, all he thought about was how he should eat her idiot up. Unfortunately, there were too many things to do at work, therefore he could only set this idea aside for the moment.

Adrienne watched him go out. "Be careful!"

"I know. Close the door and lock it properly," said Jefferson. "Don't open the door to anyone except me."

"Got it." Adrienne nodded.

Jefferson waved his hand. "Bye."

Jefferson had never left home in such high spirits. Even on his way to work, he was whistling. When he reached, his subordinates were all slightly confused when they saw him so cheerful.

The drug dealer they had worked so hard to catch had just died in the detention room earlier that day. At present, they were left with no clues. Two hours ago, Jefferson had such a cross expression on and no one dared to provoke him.

Only two hours had passed and his mood had turned 180 degrees to become so joyful. Had he hit the jackpot or something?

Seeing him in a good mood, Austin felt bold. He quickly reported the information he had gathered, "Boss, we have just received a report that someone is trading on Golden Hall Street tonight, but we aren't sure how many people are showing up. We don't know whether they will be armed either."

"You don't know?" asked Jefferson with his eyebrows raised. Austin was so frightened that he took two steps back. He waited for Jefferson to scold him, but instead, Jefferson asked lightly, "Is the task force team ready yet?"

"Jefferson didn't scold me!" Austin thought.

"He didn't unleash his wrath on me!"

"What a miracle!"

Austin was stunned and added carefully, "We are still waiting on two more members."

"Ask the ones who've arrived to get prepared first. Call the other two and ask them to be quick. Don't waste time," Jefferson instructed.