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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1973

Adrienne, who was observant, was the first to see Sierra approaching them.

For the past couple days, Sierra seemed fine, and it was as if things had gone back to normal for her. However, Adrienne was still very concerned about her.

She had never experienced getting hurt from romantic relationships, but she had gone through painful times due to what had happened in her family.

She understood the pain of being abandoned and betrayed by someone and that was why she thought that Sierra might not be as calm as she appeared on the surface.

"Sierra, I'm not really familiar with the city. If you don't mind, could you come shopping with me?" In fact, Adrienne wasn't someone who liked to trouble others, but she thought that she could at least use such an excuse to bring Sierra out to distract her.

"Sure." Sierra agreed without hesitation. She turned to look at Jefferson and said, "But I don't know if this guy here is willing to hand you over to me though."

Jefferson was highly reluctant to let Adrienne and Sierra go shopping by themselves, but he understood what Adrienne was trying to do.

It was said that women understood each other better. It would be good to let Adrienne get a breather with Sierra too. Jefferson thought.

However, stubborn, he said, "Why wouldn't I be able to let her go with you? I see her so much everyday that I'm starting to get sick of it."

Adrienne was speechless.

"Excuse me?"

"Who was the one getting sick of the other here?"

She was perfectly content living all by herself up in the mountains, but who was the one who came and pestered her and even refused to leave her side?

It seemed like she could bore no hope that she would ever hear anything nice coming through that man's lips in this lifetime.

She used to think that Jefferson was taking advantage of her. However, she eventually came to a realization that he was just bad at expressing himself.

Maxwell immediately glared at Jefferson and said, "You two can go shopping and buy whatever you want. Don't bother about him." "Grandpa..." Jefferson whined.

Maxwell waved his hand and shut him up, "Enough of those nonsense."

Sierra and Adrienne exchanged glances and smiles. They held each other's hands and said, "We'll be on our way then. We'll have lunch outside."

Seeing that Adrienne and Sierra were getting along so well, Maxwell nodded happily and said, "I'll get the driver to take you two there."

"Make sure you take care of yourself, Little Specky. Get some rest when you feel tired. Don't tire yourself out." Adrienne had been pregnant for less than three months, and they had yet planned to announce that joyful news to their family. Jefferson was worried that Adrienne would strain herself and not tell anyone that she was tired.

"Don't worry, I won't let your wife tire herself out." While speaking, Sierra and Adrienne were already out of the front yard.

Staring at Adrienne's back as she walked further away, Jefferson felt a little moody all of a sudden.

"Ahem!" Jefferson was brought back to his senses at Maxwell's voice. "You're obviously a fool for love. Can't you just stop being so harsh when you speak?"

Jefferson replied, "You don't understand, Grandpa."

Maxwell said, "Please, I'm no spring chicken. How could you understand if I don't? A couple shouldn't always be berating each other. You must give compliments when the time is right. As a wise man said, women all fancy a little flattery."

"I think you're right, Grandpa. I won't be able to keep you company here then. I have something to attend to at the moment." When Adrienne left, Jefferson's heart had left with her too.

He was worried that Adrienne would exhaust herself, or that she didn't know how to strike up a conversation with Sierra. There were so many things to worry about. How could he sit still?

"Okay, you can go now." Maxwell was well aware of the situation and did not stop him. He was glad that the younger generation was getting along so well with each other.

Sierra had always been upbeat and extroverted. She had a driver but she always preferred to drive herself.

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