"How dare you call me an idiot? You're asking for it." Jefferson lowered his head and bit Adrienne's earlobe.
Adrienne did not dare to breathe or move. Then, his seductive voice sounded in her ears, "Baby, let's have a child."
Jefferson thought that by having a child, it could perhaps distract Adrienne from her focus on tracking down her parents' murderer. That way, Adrienne would not suffer a huge blow when the truth was finally revealed.
Then, she wouldn't get hurt.
She would always put her child first if anything happened. Perhaps this would make their relationship even stronger.
Adrienne wanted to refuse him. She hoped that he would give her a little more time, but she had no chance to say it out loud.
Adrienne soon forgot about traveling. There was only one thought in her mind. Jefferson, the Devil's stamina was so strong that it felt like an eternity had passed when they were at it.
After an intense session, Adrienne was left completely drained.
She laid in Jefferson's arms powerlessly. In a daze, she heard Jefferson's deep voice. "Baby, can you promise me one thing?"
"Sure." Before he could say what it was, Adrienne agreed to his request.
Jefferson lowered his head and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose. He continued, "Little idiot, I haven't even said what it is yet, but you promised me so quickly. Aren't you afraid that I'll pull a fast one on you?"
"Will you do that to me, though?" Adrienne opened her eyes slightly. Her eyes were more enchanting than usual, making Jefferson's heart waver as he looked at her.
He couldn't help but hug her even tighter, so tight that they could feel each other's heartbeat. "Well, I might. If I did do that one day, would you hate me?"
Adrienne was exhausted, but she thought carefully before giving her answer, "No."
Jefferson was perplexed. "Why?"
Adrienne shook her head. "I don't know."
Perhaps in her heart, she saw Jefferson as someone who treated her the best in this world. If he really did lie to her, he must have done it for her
sake.
"You little idiot!" Jefferson scolded in an affectionate voice. Adrienne didn't even know what lie he could tell, yet she refused to hold it against him. Jefferson really wanted to flick her forehead so that she could be smarter and not believe in others so unconditionally.
"Then tell me, what do you want me to promise you?" From Adrienne's voice, it was obvious that she was exhausted. All she wanted to do at that moment was to shut her eyes and drift off to sleep, but she tried her best to stay awake to listen to him.
"Promise me that you will live well no matter what happens in the future." Jefferson knew that no matter how hard he tried to conceal it, Adrienne would eventually find out what Sheridan had done over the years. The only thing he could do right then was to prepare her mentally and minimize the damage it would bring to her.
"Why are you suddenly saying something like this?" Instead of such deep conversations, shouldn't he be saying sweet nothings to her to make her happy after an intimate time together? Adrienne thought.
Well, Jefferson was unlike any other man. In his heart, she was probably just someone unworthy of his love and affection.
"Adrienne, you have to remember that although our lives were given to us by our parents, we are independent of them. Our lives are our own, not affiliated by anyone else," Jefferson emphasized.
"I know." Although she was drowsy, her mind was inexplicably clear. Once again, she was sure that the person Jefferson had met that night had something to do with her parents' murder.
Jefferson was such a huge fool. He could always hide his emotions, but he could never hide the worried look in his eyes from her.
It was only recently that she realized he would be extraordinarily nervous whenever it came to anything related to her.
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