My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1943

In fact, this was not the first time Jefferson had bitten Adrienne's face. However, he had never bit her this hard before. It used to be just a joke and Adrienne never felt pain from it, so she had never gotten that angry.

The reason she was angry right then was mainly because of Jefferson's tone. He told her that she was not allowed to do whatever he told her not to. Wasn't he just treating her like a pet by saying so?

Nevertheless, Jefferson did not seem to realize how angry Adrienne was. He moved closer to her and rested his head against her face. He reminded her, "Baby, be good and listen to me! Don't be angry anymore."

"If you want to bite me, then bite me, but don't expect me not to be mad after." Adrienne was so angry that she raised her fist at him. Yet, she retracted when she thought that her hand would be hurting instead. "Jefferson, do you think I'm your pet?"

"Yes," Jefferson admitted as he nodded.

Adrienne was about to explode at his answer. "Jefferson!"

He immediately added, "I'm also your pet." "Get out of here!" Adrienne yelled.

Who would want to raise such an arrogant pet?

Whoever wanted this pet could take him.

"Alright, that's enough. It's getting late. Let's go take a bath and get some sleep," Jefferson suggested with a wide smile.

Although Adrienne was still mad, she didn't forget what he had promised her earlier. "Jefferson, I'm being serious here. Tell me everything or don't blame me for not going easy on you."

"What do you mean? Adrienne, I don't understand what you're talking about." Jefferson was ready to tell Adrienne what had happened, but when he wanted to speak, he just couldn't get the words out. He had his qualms and worries.

"Are you messing with me again?" Adrienne felt wronged as she bit her lip and stared at him with her tearful eyes. It seemed as though if he were to say anything to tick her off again, she would never bother to ask him anything again.

Adrienne's soft but ruthless character would made him feel helpless at times. If he did not come clean to her now, Jefferson knew that Adrienne would never pester him about it again. In other words, she would distance herself from him.

Jefferson did not want that to happen, so he confessed, "Little Specky, what I'm going to say next could be quite shocking to you and you may not be able to take it well, so I need you to be mentally prepared before I tell you about it."

The look on Jefferson's face was solemn as he cupped her face within his palms. Adrienne rarely saw such an expression on his face, and her heart began to palpitate as she urged, "Just tell me. Don't worry about me. I've witnessed the death of both my parents and made it through that. There's nothing I can't handle."

"My little idiot!" Jefferson pressed his thumbs against her slightly parted red lips. "You little idiot, I..."

Adrienne slapped away his hand and scolded, "It's useless to be sentimental at times like this. You'd better come clean with me now."

Jefferson was a little distressed. He was worried about her, but she clearly did not appreciate it at all.

"Well?" Adrienne pressured.