My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1826

Only then did Adrienne realize that Jefferson had cold sweat all over his forehead. His face and lips were pale of color, which made her heart hurt so much that she almost couldn't breathe. She commented, "It must have been excruciating... I'll get you some glucose."

"No!" Jefferson smiled as he noticed the tears in the corner of her eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed her head. "Little Specky, I'm really fine. Don't..."

Before he could finish his words, Adrienne interrupted him, "Although the wounds have been bandaged, you have lost too much blood, so you shouldn't move around. Please lie down and I'll ask the doctor about your situation."

However, as soon as Adrienne stood up, Jefferson reached out and pulled her back. "Why are you crying?"

She had just told him to lie down, but he had sat up again. Adrienne was afraid that he would tear his wound, therefore she did not dare to struggle. "I told you to lie down and not move, didn't you hear me?"

Jefferson did not care about his injury at all.

All he could see was her tears. "I asked you why you were crying. Are your wounds hurting you?"

"Why would I cry? When did you see me crying? My injury is nothing compared to yours." Adrienne was also someone with an ego. She didn't want him to see her shed tears, nor did she want him to know why she shed tears. She definitely didn't want him to know how nervous she was when she was taking the bullet out.

She was afraid that if she made a slight tremble, she would sever a nerve in his leg, which would make him unable to walk normally for the rest of his life.

"Little Specky..." Jefferson called her name with a low voice. He touched the corner of her eye with his thumb and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'm all right now. Really. Just relax."

Jefferson was happy that she was so worried about him.

But at the same time he felt bad when she cried over him.

She was his Little Specky, a little idiot who only knew how to work. How could she cry over him?

Earlier on, he had already thought of ways to distract her attention, but none of them

worked. She still ended up crying from worry.

"You look horrible, but you're still insisting you're fine. Do you think I am really that stupid?" Adrienne scolded him angrily with a nasal voice.

"The bullet has been successfully removed. I'm fine now, you little fool." Jefferson explained patiently, "You really don't have to worry about me anymore."

"The fool here is you!" Adrienne sniffed. She didn't want to let him see her sad face, hence she forced a smile and questioned, "What's so good about me? Am I worth hurting yourself over?"

"I don't know," Jefferson answered truthfully. He didn't know what was so good about her, but he knew he wanted to be with her. He wanted to marry her and take care of her for the rest of her life. He had thought this way for a long time.

"You are a huge idiot. You don't know even know what's good about me, yet you took bullets for me." Adrienne wanted to hold back her tears. But for some reason, the more she tried to hold her tears back, the more she felt like crying. Adrienne wailed, "You massive fool. Do you know how afraid I have been these two days? I was so scared that I might never see you again. I thought you might disappear from my life."

Jefferson had no idea. He thought that his two-day disappearance would have no effect on her life at all. In fact, he thought she would be more relaxed without him bothering her.

"Little Specky, I..."