My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1732

Pigs would fly the moment Adrienne could figure this out on her own. Freya was anxious to help Jefferson somehow. "Adrienne, Jefferson asked me to bring you here."

"He asked you to bring me here?" Adrienne suddenly understood everything. "If I thought further, I would have guessed that it was all his doing!"

Adrienne knew that Freya was usually very understanding. Adrienne was busy that day and yet Freya insisted on meeting up. Obviously, it was because Jefferson had threatened her.

Adrienne really did not understand what kind of game he was trying to play. If he wanted to go on a blind date, then he should have just gone for it. Why did he want her to come here to observe him? Just how bored was this man? Adrienne couldn't figure it out.

Looking at Adrienne's reaction, Freya knew that her explanation was of no help to Jefferson and had the opposite effect instead. She wanted to explain further, but she knew that Adrienne's mind was set. Adrienne would never think highly of Jefferson no matter what. Hence, there was no point in Freya saying anything more.

After all, when it came to love, only the two people involved could take action. No one else could help even if they wanted to. "You'd better get back to work then. We'll chat again next time when you're free."

"Freya, you should head back earlier too. I'll get going then." Adrienne raised her hand and looked at the time again. Her break was over; she really had to rush back. She could not linger at such a critical moment as she did not want to leave a bad impression on Zelson.

However, just as she hurried out of the coffee shop, a leg suddenly reached out and tripped her. She instantly stumbled and fell.

She was so frightened that she screamed. Luckily, someone caught her right in time.

"What a close call!" she thought.

She had almost fallen flat on her face.

She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up and wanted to thank the person who helped her. When she looked up, it was Jefferson. She realized that he was the person who caught her, but he was also the one who had tripped her.

No matter how good-tempered Adrienne was, she couldn't stand being repeatedly pranked by him. She was so angry that she glared at the man in front of her and said, "I've already apologized to you for having misspoken yesterday. What more do you want from me?"

Her mention of what happened the day before made things so much worse. Jefferson became even angrier. "I could have let you fall to your death!"

Adrienne started losing her temper too. "Then, you should have let me fall. Why did you catch me?" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"If you die so easily, then who will I toy with in the future?"

Adrienne was speechless.

"I wish a bolt of lightning would appear and strike this guy dead!" Adrienne cursed in her heart.

Just because he had no one to toy with, did that mean he could trifle with her as he pleased?

He came from an influential family. He never had to worry about anything in his life. Couldn't he just go easier on an average citizen like her?

Adrienne had so much dissatisfaction in her heart but she dared not voice anything out. Truth be told, there was not much use for her to say anything anyway. The only thing she could do was to

continue acting docile. "Sir, I have to go to work. Let's talk about it at night, okay?"

Jefferson raised his eyebrows unpleasantly. "Adrienne, didn't you see that I was on a blind date with another woman today?"

"Yes, I saw that."

"Don't you have anything to say about it?"

"What am I supposed to say?" Adrienne was confused as she tried to understand what he was trying to imply. She thought for a long time and said, "That girl was pretty. You have great taste, Mr. Jefferson. I wish you all the best."

Jefferson was so furious that he shouted, "Adrienne, are you f*cking serious?"

Adrienne nodded foolishly. "If... If you need any help from me, just let me know and I'll do my best."

"Get out! Get out of here! Get as far from me as you can. Don't ever let me see you again!" F*ck, Jefferson cursed. He had already lowered his ego to ask her in person. Yet, she still didn't know how to admit defeat. He was reaching a boiling point.

"Okay!" Adrienne immediately squatted down to try to get past him. Unfortunately, he was blocking the entrance. She looked up at Jefferson pitifully and said, "Mr. Jefferson, I can't get past you. Would you mind stepping aside?"

Jefferson immediately glared at her with a piercing gaze!

When he looked at her silly appearance, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and growled.

"Oh, my God!" he thought.

How could there be such a stupid woman in this world?

Was she trying to piss him off on purpose?

Adrienne pretended to cower in fear and said, "Mr. Jefferson, I'm really not small enough to get past you. I can try crawling maybe."

Jefferson punched the wall beside him. "F*ck!"

At that instant, he could confirm that Adrienne wasn't the one who was slow. It was actually him. He was aware how dumb she was, yet he still treasured her so.

Adrienne looked at his bleeding hand and said cautiously, "Um, Mr. Jefferson..."

"Shut up!" he shouted loudly as he shook his hands off. He could neither look nor listen to her anymore. Anything she said would only make him more upset.

As Adrienne watched Jefferson leave, she had a puzzled look on her face.

She had paid special attention to the words she used that day. She didn't feel like she had said anything to insult him. Why was he still so mad?

She couldn't understand what was wrong with him. Why would he invite her to witness him going on a blind date? It wasn't like she got in his way either.

No!

Although she did not voluntarily prevent him from dating, her status did.

No matter why they got married, they were legally a couple at present. She was essentially c*ckblocking him.

Therefore, at that moment, Jefferson must be dying to get rid of her, but he was too proud to admit it. Earlier on, he had clearly been hinting at that, but his subtle mannerisms simply went above her

head. It was no wonder he got mad at her.

After thinking it through, Adrienne secretly patted herself on the back for figuring it out and took out her cell phone to send a message to Jefferson. "Mr. Hefner, I've understood what you mean now. I'm busy in the afternoon, so I'll give you a satisfactory answer when I return home tonight."

After sending the message, Adrienne placed her cell phone in her office and immersed herself in her work. Since Zelson was an excellent forensic doctor, many of their tasks took half the time they usually would. Adrienne learned a lot through them.

After their examination, they found that the wounds on the corpse from the day before and that day were similar. They were caused by the same murder weapon and both corpses were decapitated. There was no news from the police about the location of the heads either.

The autopsy report came out at around 9 p.m. and Adrienne immediately sent it over to the Criminal Police Unit. Her work was finally done for the day.