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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1840

"Of course not. How could I forget what my son told me? I just miss you two so much." Even though he could only hear her voice, one could imagine how flattering Britney's smile on the other side of the phone was. Something was definitely going on. Britney was acting very unusual.

Hearing Britney's fake laughter, Jefferson suddenly felt a little nervous. He wondered if his mother was thinking of some way to set him up for something. He continued, "Why don't you tell me what you want? Would I dare to disobey your orders?"

Britney continued to chuckle insincerely and said, "I know you wouldn't dare to, but this doesn't have much to do with you. It's Adrienne."

"If you're looking for Little Specky, why don't you just call her? Why me? If you call her, she'll definitely listen to you. She won't listen to me if I'm the one passing on the message." Jefferson knew that his mother wouldn't talk to him so nicely, it was just as he suspected.

Britney muttered hesitatingly, "Actually... there's something even more important than Adrienne..."

"If it's not about Little Specky, then it has nothing to do with me," said Jefferson. All he wanted was to just have a good sleep. He was not interested in anything else. "My Queen, just go look for whoever this matter is related to. I'm hanging up and going back to bed."

"Jefferson, don't you dare hang up on me!" Britney's tone remained the same, but Jefferson could still feel how threatening she was. "You brat, I'm calling you because it has something to do with you. How dare you try to hang up on me? Sounds to me like you need a good beating."

Jefferson didn't want to care, but he had no choice. Reluctantly, he bit the bullet and asked, "Who does it have to do with?"

"Mr. Hodge."

"Mr. Hodge? What kind of business would you have with him?" Jefferson raised his eyebrows. He was really tired, and he was getting impatient. "It's not like you don't know that man. If you want to ask him for help, you can call him directly. Why do you have to call me?"

"This matter only occurred because I gave birth to you, you rascal!" Britney raised her voice as she said that, and her true nature was finally revealed. "If you hadn't done all those b*stard things, I wouldn't have had to apologize to the old man."

"What did I do now? Why am I a b*stard? Why did you apologize to him?" Jefferson thought for a moment before adding, "Is he still mad about the time I bought him a pack of cigarettes and then took it back?"

"What? You gave him a pack of cigarettes and then took it back?" Britney roared at him, "Jefferson, why are you such a failure? Mr. Hodge is Adrienne's last remaining relative. How are you going to marry Adrienne if he hates you?"

"So, it's not about that?" Apart from that, Jefferson couldn't think of anything else that could have made Hodge mad. "Then what is it? I'm very sleepy. If you have something to say, please say it all at once and leave me alone."

"You little b*stard, you don't even remember what you have done." Britney sighed and nagged, "Although I have always hoped for you and Adrienne to get married and give me grandchildren, you can't get her drunk and sleep with her just to force her to marry you!"

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