My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1901

"Jefferson, I..." Eunice trembled under Jefferson's fierce gaze. She wanted to say something, but was once again interrupted by him. "Eunice, since you have forgotten, I will do you the courtesy of jogging your memory."

Feeling uneasy, Eunice wanted to reach out for Jefferson's arm. But before she could even touch the hem of his clothes, he stepped back and avoided her. He said in a colder and sterner voice, "Get away from me, and don't show up in front of me ever again."

"Why? Jefferson, what did I do?" Eunice blinked, and tears started to roll down from the corners of her eyes, painting her into a picture of pity. "We are friends who grew up together. You didn't even ask who was the one at fault, but you're already yelling at me. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Eunice, you should be clearer than anyone else of what you've done. Sure, we're friends who grew up together, but no one can stand you trampling on them over and over again." Freya knew that once Jefferson took action, the consequences would be unimaginable. Although Eunice was a little annoying, Freya felt that she still didn't deserve to be taught a merciless lesson. So, she spoke up because she still wanted to give each party a way out.

"Freya, why? Why are you treating me like this too? Did Adrienne tell you guys something?" Eunice tried to defend herself. However, what she didn't know was that using Adrienne as a shield was a huge mistake as not only would Jefferson not spare her, Freya too would not interfere in this matter anymore.

Freya said, "Eunice, no matter what happens in the future, it is what you sow."

Eunice replied, "I..."

"Get out of my face! Now!" Jefferson shouted.

Eunice clamped her lips shut.

She wanted to say something, but at that moment, a crowd had gathered around and was watching the entire scene. If she didn't leave right then, she would only embarrass herself further.

After walking out of the store, Eunice suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Jefferson, tears in her eyes. Unfortunately, Jefferson didn't even spare a glance at her.

When Eunice left, Adrienne happened to finish changing her clothes, too. She rarely wore any tight-fitting clothes, so she felt a little awkward at that moment. "This dress is a size too small, I don't think it suits me."

How could it not suit her?

It was a dress that was tailor-made according to her measurements; it covered her body's shortcomings and amplified her good parts.

Jefferson always believed that his Little Specky had a good figure. She was perfectly plump on the parts that called for curves, not an inch of extra flesh. The parts where thinness reigned were right on, especially her waist, which Jefferson felt he could break by just using a little force.

Jefferson widened his eyes, and it seemed like fire was going to spurt out of his eyes.

Freya smiled and said, "Adrienne, it's not up to the staff or me to decide whether you look good in that dress. One look at Jefferson's eyes and you'll get the answer."

In fact, Adrienne did notice that Jefferson was staring at her with his eyes ablaze. Nonetheless, she didn't dare to look at him directly, because his eyes made her involuntarily think of what happened that morning, in which she would blush and her heart beat faster.

"Well, it really doesn't look that good." In his heart, Jefferson was constantly praising her, but unfortunately, that was what came through his lips. He then shoved her into the fitting room himself and said, "Go and change into your clothes, they suit you better."

Freya was speechless.

Huh!

Men!

Men were creatures that said one thing and mean another!

The staff was speechless too.

She was shivering.

She had never seen a man who could flip his expression in a heartbeat.