My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1933

"You must be hallucinating. I wasn't mumbling at all."

Adrienne was ashamed by her thoughts.

Although Albert disliked her, and he had done things behind her back before, there was no way he would do something so vicious. She should not have painted such a bad picture of him in her head.

"Do you think I'm deaf or something?" The more Adrienne tried to deny it, the more curious he became. "Little Specky, you'd better be honest with me."

"I'm..." Adrienne continued to deny, but she felt like danger was approaching. She quietly poked her head out of the quilt and wanted to see what Jefferson was doing.

The first thing she saw was Jefferson coming toward her with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Due to his huge steps, the towel looked as if it could drop at any second.

Even though she should be used to seeing him half naked, Adrienne still buried herself back into the quilt due to embarrassment, "Mr. Hefner, can you please put on your pajamas?"

"Which part of me have you not seen? We're already married, but you're still blushing at the sight of my body. How can you still be this shy with me?" He side-glanced her as he picked up the hair dryer to blow dry his hair.

Adrienne retorted in a soft voice, "Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?"

"I only care about being decent in public. If everyone cared about being prim and proper even at home, humans would have gone extinct," Jefferson answered confidently.

Adrienne stuck out her tongue and pouted, "Sure, you win."

He blew his hair thoughtlessly. Without bothering whether it was fully dried, Jefferson threw the hair dryer aside and hopped onto bed. He stretched his arm long and pulled Adrienne close. "Are you going to tell me what you were mumbling or not?"

Adrienne shrank her neck and replied carefully, "I was just thinking of a case..."

It was already late at night, but all she thought about was work. Before Adrienne was able to come up with more excuses, Jefferson interrupted her, "Don't talk to me about work at home. If you can't sleep, then think about where we should travel to."

For a moment there, Adrienne was complacent about the outcome. She looked at the arrogant man before her. She had managed to fool him with such a random excuse, how dare he call her an idiot all this while? Who was the real idiot here?

"Keep your head up. Don't act like an ostrich." Jefferson put one arm around Adrienne, and he used the other hand to scroll his phone as he asked, "There are quite a few popular honeymoon destinations. Where do you feel like going?"

The glee in her gaze turned into curiosity as she stared at his phone screen with him. "Most online suggestions are about islands and the sea. Chatterton Town is right next to the sea, and we have beautiful islands which we can go to anytime we want too. So I think we can just rule any islands out of our list."

"Is that really the reason though? Is it really not because you're aqua-phobic?" Jefferson teased as he recalled the time when a few of them went to the beach. Adrienne had gotten too excited back then, and she was dancing and singing on the boat. With a slip, she fell right into the ocean.

She was wearing a life jacket, and they were really near the bay. Hence, all she needed to do was to stand up straight, and the water would reach the level of her waist. However, she still somehow managed to swallow a couple of mouthfuls of

seawater.

That incident had left Adrienne traumatized, and she would refuse to go to the beach with them ever since. She didn't even dare to get too close to beaches and even swimming pools. Later on, Jefferson taught her how to swim, and she slowly grew more comfortable with it again.