My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1798

Britney held Adrienne's hands and gently patted them over and over again. "Silly child, we are now a family. This is your home now. What do you mean you're here to bother again? You aren't bothering me at all. Don't say such silly things anymore."

Adrienne nodded with a smile. "Okay."

However, could she really treat this as her home where she could come and go freely?

Probably not for the rest of her life.

Although Britney sincerely liked her, there was one person in the Hefner family who completely detested her.

"My Queen, can you please let her in? If you keep blocking her way, people might think you're trying to prevent her from entering," said Jefferson.

Britney glared at him and retorted discontentedly, "I asked you to bring Adrienne here, but it took you so long. I haven't even scolded you yet but you still want to speak up against me?"

Although Britney said that she was dissatisfied with Jefferson, she still led Adrienne through the door. "Adrienne, oh Adrienne, you don't know how happy I have been these two days. I am so overjoyed that I wake up with a smile every morning."

"Madam Yard, what makes you so happy?"

"What else can it be? It's you and Jefferson... Uh, never mind. I'd better not say. It's not too late for me to wait for you to tell me when you guys want to."

Britney couldn't wait to tell everyone that Jefferson had gotten married to her favorite girl. Even so, she had to consider their feelings, therefore she hadn't said a word.

"Madam Yard, was Jeff the one who told you?" Adrienne vaguely felt that she seemed to have misunderstood Jefferson again.

"Without your permission, do you think he would tell me?" Although Jefferson treated Adrienne better than herself, Britney was not jealous. After all, it was perfectly justifiable for a husband to treat his wife well.

"I'm sorry, Jefferson!" Adrienne quietly blinked at Jefferson apologetically, but he proudly raised his head as if telling her that he would not forgive her.

Adrienne did not argue with him. After all, she was at fault.

As soon as she stepped into the living room, she immediately saw Albert sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Just as she was wondering how to greet him, he looked over. He smiled and said, "Adrienne, you're here."

His expression and tone were almost the same as before, which almost made Adrienne think that the man who came to talk to her about leaving Jefferson wasn't really Albert.

However, since Albert wanted to maintain a good relationship with her on the surface, she had no reason not to cooperate with him. She said, "Good evening, Mr. Albert! I'm here to bother you again."

"Not a bother at all. You should come and visit us often when you're free. Jefferson is barely at home. He only comes back when you're here," replied Albert.

Adrienne chuckled but did not answer further.

Jefferson didn't bother greeting Albert at all. He pulled Adrienne to take a seat and asked, "My Queen, can we eat now? Little Specky is hungry."

Britney was about to nag him again, but as soon as she heard the second half of his sentence, she immediately changed her attitude and responded cheerfully, "Adrienne, just sit for a while more. I'll go to the kitchen to take the food out now." "Let me help you." Adrienne got up, but she was quickly pulled back down by Jefferson. He ordered, "Sit down. I'll serve you tonight."

Britney giggled. "Adrienne, just sit for a while and let Jefferson help me."

Adrienne didn't know what to say.