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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1885

Adrienne calmed herself down, struggled out of Jefferson's embrace, and staggered to the bathroom. Even though Jefferson knew what she wanted to do, he still asked, "Little Specky, what are you doing?"

Adrienne did not respond. She walked into the bathroom and began to wash up.

Jefferson did not stop her. He turned around and walked out of the room. "My Queen, can you please prepare some food for Little Specky?"

The food was kept warm in the pot so that they could get them ready food whenever Adrienne felt like eating. Britney did not ask much, and served the food on the table immediately.

Adrienne, who finished changing her clothes, came to the living room. Jefferson then stopped her and ordered, "Eat something first. Else, you won't have the strength to deal with the case."

Adrienne wanted to refuse at first, but when she saw that Britney was also there, she swallowed her words.

The mother and son didn't owe her anything. However, they were the ones who kept her company and even tried to think of ways to make her happy ever since Hodge's passing.

They really loved her and treated her like their family, but she would only make them worry for her. All of a sudden, immense guilt filled her heart.

She parted her lips and wanted to apologize to them. But before she could say anything, she saw Britney smiling kindly and gently. "Adrienne, food nourishes our body and gives us energy. We must always make sure that we eat. In the past, Jefferson always told me that it is a must to play hard and eat well then only one would have the energy and motivation to do whatever we need to do. When he told me that, I would always think that this was just some excuse he was using to justify his actions. But now, I think he's right. It's normal for you guys to work a few days in a row. So, if you don't have fun or eat properly whenever you're free, you really wouldn't be in your best condition to handle your work. All your colleagues are so young, and you can't be a drag on them because of your physical condition, can you?"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Yard!" After listening to Britney's words, Adrienne felt that she should apologize even more. She should not have made them worry by immersing herself in the sorrow of losing her loved one.

"Oh my Adrienne, why are you apologizing to me?" What Britney intended to do was to make Adrienne feel better and walk her out of the pain of losing her loved one. She had never thought of making Adrienne apologize to her at all.

Adrienne knew that her apology was too abrupt, and it might've frightened Britney, so she added, "Mrs. Yard, thank you! Thank you for taking care of Jefferson and I during this period of time, and I'm really sorry for making you worry."

Britney smiled and held Adrienne's hand. She comforted, "Silly child, you are Jefferson's wife, and I'm his mother. That is to say, I'm also your mother. We are family, so you don't need to thank me.

Meanwhile, Jefferson had been staring at Adrienne, as if he wanted to drill two holes on her face with his gaze.

She spoke!

She finally spoke!

Although she didn't say much, it was still better than not speaking at all.

Jefferson immediately filled Adrienne's bowl with some soup and chimed in, "My Queen is right. We three are a family. There's no need to be this polite to each other. Let's eat. We still have to get back to work after this."

Adrienne looked up at Jefferson and found that he looked haggard. It seemed like she was the reason he looked like that. She wanted to apologize to him, but she was choking. She could not speak, so she opened her arms and hugged him instead.

She said inwardly, "Jeff, thank you for accompanying me in your own ways and giving me the energy to move forward. Don't worry. From now on, I will learn to be strong and I won't make you worry about me anymore."

Jefferson was caught off guard. His body froze and his head had gone blank for several seconds. By the time he came to his senses, Adrienne had already let go of him and was sitting at the dining table.

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