My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1836

She looked so adorably foolish as she grinned at him. After that cooking disaster, how could she still have the confidence to think that he had a good impression of her?

Jefferson wanted to roll his eyes at her but decided to let it go after thinking about it. She had received enough blows for the day.

He put some food into her bowl and said, "Yes, yes. You are indeed amazing. You are the most outstanding woman in the world. Can we eat now?"

If they didn't eat soon, he would starve to death.

Adrienne nodded and said, "Let's eat."

Ever since Jefferson had disappeared, Adrienne hadn't eaten a proper meal. As soon as she took the first bite, she realized she'd been starving too. She wolfed down a few bites before setting down her spoon.

"Slow down, nobody's stealing your food," said Jefferson.

Adrienne swallowed a mouthful and replied, "I suddenly felt really hungry."

Jefferson scooped more food into her bowl and said, "You're such a little idiot."

Seeing that he kept giving her food but not taking some for himself despite having complained about being hungry, Adrienne took the initiative to return the gesture. "Don't just watch me eat, you should eat too. Didn't you say earlier that you were hungry? Have you suddenly lost your appetite now that the food's on the table?"

"Says who? I just..." Truth is, he got so mesmerized by how cute she looked while eating that he had forgotten that he was starving. But Jefferson didn't want to tell her that, or else she would let it get to her head. So he said, "Am I supposed to wolf down my food like you?"

Adrienne knew he was right. "I guess not."

He once again scooped more food for her and urged, "Eat up. I still have more important things to do."

"You're injured, can't you just rest for two days?" Just as Adrienne lowered her head, she lifted it up again and looked at him worriedly. "You are not the only man in your team. Can't you ask someone else to help you out for two days?"

"I can still make you cry for mercy even with this injury," said Jefferson with a smirk.

"Jefferson..." Adrienne stammered as her face turned red, "I'm being serious here, what are you talking about?"

"I'm just telling you that it's not a big deal. What did you think I was referring to?" asked Jefferson with a solemn expression.

Adrienne lowered her head and murmured quickly, "Let's eat."

It was already late when they finished their dinner.

"I'll clean up. You should rest early." Adrienne volunteered to do the housework. After all, she had agreed to make dinner but she failed to do so in the end. If she didn't make the effort to make up for her mistakes, Jefferson would probably criticize her again.

"Alright," said Jefferson as he left the table.

"You should go to bed early." Adrienne reminded him loudly as she was afraid that he would be tired.

After Adrienne was done cleaning up, she went back to the room, but Jefferson was nowhere to be seen. She went over to the study and asked, "When did you become so dedicated, Mr. Hefner?"

He never worked this hard before the injury. Now that he needed some good rest, he drowned himself in work whenever he had the chance instead. She wondered if he was doing it to make her feel bad.

Jefferson looked up and said, "I wasn't working, I was waiting for you."