My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1905

In many cases, Adrienne had to hand it to Jefferson that he did possess superior qualifications compared to others. His family was powerful and he himself, talented and attractive. To tick off all these boxes was almost the will-o'-the-wisp.

Men who were excellent in all aspects were popular among girls. Eunice, who was obsessed with Jefferson, was just one of the many girls who admired him.

In the past during their students' days, from middle school to college, Jefferson would receive many love letters and incurred the envy of boys aplenty.

However, Jefferson, who was loved by many girls, had only Adrienne in his heart.

Like in the past, Adrienne still could not believe that was the case. Even if they were in an intimate relationship and she was lying on the bed they both shared, and that Jefferson was in the kitchen preparing a meal for her right then, she still felt as if she was dreaming. Everything felt unrealistic to her.

In fact, it wasn't all that unrealistic. She realized that Jefferson was in her heart right then. After falling in love with him, and recalling that he was very popular with women, Adrienne was flooded with a sense of crisis.

Where a hot stuff like Jefferson was concerned, there must be many women who wanted to hurl themselves at him. What if he was stolen away by some thieving cat one day when she was not paying attention?

Once that thought sprung up in her mind, it would be very difficult to get rid of it in a short period of time. That caused Adrienne, who was so exhausted that she felt like her bones were about to fall apart, to toss and turn on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

In particular was the incident regarding Freddy and Freya that had just happened. They used to be such a loving couple but they still ended up divorcing each other. It was as if they had nothing to do with each other anymore.

The more she brood over it, the more uneasy Adrienne became. She even imagined the scene of Jefferson holding onto a pregnant woman and stroking her belly, his eyes were gentle, which she had never seen before.

"Adrienne, it's all in your head." Adrienne patted her head and gathered herself. "Jefferson is not that kind of person. He'll never do you wrong."

However, there was another voice in her head, "Adrienne, are you stupid? You used to think that Freddy was not such a person too, but Io and behold, something like that still happened."

Adrienne was speechless.

F*ck!

In the end, it was because of her lack of confidence in their relationship that caused her imagination to run wild.

She told herself that she shouldn't think about it anymore. If she continued on, she was afraid that she might not even be able to give him the most basic of trust anymore.

After spending what seemed like an interminable time thinking about it, Adrienne still wasn't able to fall asleep. She was so angry that she wanted to scream.

Creak...

At that moment, the sound of the doorknob turning was heard. Adrienne thought that it was probably Jefferson so she quickly closed her eyes and laid straight, pretending that she had fallen asleep.

Adrienne could feel Jefferson walking in with light steps before sitting on the edge of the bed.

He didn't speak or do anything. She guessed that Jefferson was just staring at her, and she started to panic as she couldn't figure out what he was staring at.

After a long while, Jefferson's low and pleasant voice sounded above her head, "Weren't you dog-tired? Why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you having a mental cul-de-sac?"

Adrienne had always thought that she was transparent in front of Jefferson. He would always see through her at a glance no matter what, leaving her no privacy at all.

Adrienne continued to shut her eyes and did not move nor did she reply to him as she intended to pretend to sleep to the end.

Jefferson's large palm fell on her forehead, and he gently caressed her as he said, "Little Specky, if you have anything bothering you, just spill it out. I might be able to help you solve it. You know that bottling everything in wouldn't be good for you, right?"