My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1803

Jefferson put the car key into Quill's hand and ordered, "Tell your men to drive my car back. I'll just squeeze into any one of your cars."

Although Jefferson mentioned 'any' car, he already had a specific target in mind. He walked to the car that Adrienne was in, then squeezed himself in between Adrienne and Zelson.

Even though Zelson and Adrienne were working at this moment, Jefferson was still very uncomfortable to see the two of them sitting together. Sitting between them, he felt more relieved as he could protect Adrienne.

Quill went to the door and asked, "Mr. Hefner, won't this car be too crowded?"

"That's not really important right now," answered Jefferson rudely.

Jefferson had just praised Quill's cleverness, but Quill was messing things up again at this instant. However, Jefferson took back his words when he saw Zelson opening the door and getting out of the car. Quill was indeed smart after all.

Quill smiled slyly and added, "Mr. Hefner, I look forward to your insight on this case."

After Zelson left, Jefferson felt happy and was thinking of saying something. But when he saw Adrienne's pale face, he turned his head and swallowed his words.

He grabbed Adrienne's hands. Her hands were ice cold, and there was no warmth in them at all. He rubbed her hands hard and comforted her, "Little Specky, I am here, don't be afraid!"

Adrienne did not say a word. She bit her lower lip fiercely until it started bleeding. However, she didn't seem to notice the pain at all as she stared dazedly into some distance ahead.

Jefferson pinched her chin hard as he tried to force her to loosen her bite, but it did not work. When Jefferson saw that Adrienne had injured herself, he lowered his head and kissed her. A metallic taste of blood could be instantly tasted at the tip of his tongue.

His kiss made Adrienne loosen her bite on her own lips. She suddenly opened her mouth and bit his lip. She bit down hard until his lips started to bleed too. After having a taste of warm blood, she loosened her bite.

She looked at him and seemed to want to say something, but at the same time, she seemed like she did not want to talk to him at all.

Jefferson pulled her into his arms and patted her on the back with one hand. "Be a good girl. If you have something to say to me, just tell me. Don't suppress your emotions and carry the burden alone."

She buried her head in his arms and pushed against him hard as if she was venting the fear and worry in her heart...

She was not weak. Jefferson's chest ached from the impact but he did not pull back. He gently patted her back and consoled her in a rarely-heard gentle voice, "It's okay, I am here." "Jeff, tell me..." Adrienne slowly raised her head, her voice trembling so hard she could barely speak. She took a deep breath and calmed down before saying, "Do you think this case is related to the case from two years ago? Do you think that the psychopath has come out to kill again? How many more victims will he kill before he stops?"

"From the day you became a forensic doctor, you should have known that no matter what case it is, you can't make wild assumptions. You must let the evidence speak for itself." Jefferson caressed her back and whispered, "Little Specky, I'll always be right here, just like when we were kids."

"Thank you!" Adrienne expressed her gratitude, but she broke free from his embrace. "Can you promise me one thing?"

"No, I can't," Jefferson refused.

Whenever she had something serious to say, Jefferson had never rejected her. She felt a little wronged for a moment and argued, "I haven't said anything yet, but you've already refused."