My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1798

Britney held Adrienne's hands and gently patted them over and over again. "Silly child, we are now a family. This is your home now. What do you mean you're here to bother again? You aren't bothering me at all. Don't say such silly things anymore."

Adrienne nodded with a smile. "Okay."

However, could she really treat this as her home where she could come and go freely?

Probably not for the rest of her life.

Although Britney sincerely liked her, there was one person in the Hefner family who completely detested her.

"My Queen, can you please let her in? If you keep blocking her way, people might think you're trying to prevent her from entering," said Jefferson.

Britney glared at him and retorted discontentedly, "I asked you to bring Adrienne here, but it took you so long. I haven't even scolded you yet but you still want to speak up against me?"

Although Britney said that she was dissatisfied with Jefferson, she still led Adrienne through the door. "Adrienne, oh Adrienne, you don't know how happy I have been these two days. I am so overjoyed that I wake up with a smile every morning."

"Madam Yard, what makes you so happy?"

"What else can it be? It's you and Jefferson... Uh, never mind. I'd better not say. It's not too late for me to wait for you to tell me when you guys want to."

Britney couldn't wait to tell everyone that Jefferson had gotten married to her favorite girl. Even so, she had to consider their feelings, therefore she hadn't said a word.

"Madam Yard, was Jeff the one who told you?" Adrienne vaguely felt that she seemed to have misunderstood Jefferson again.

"Without your permission, do you think he would tell me?" Although Jefferson treated Adrienne better than herself, Britney was not jealous. After all, it was perfectly justifiable for a husband to treat his wife well.

"I'm sorry, Jefferson!" Adrienne quietly blinked at Jefferson apologetically, but he proudly raised his head as if telling her that he would not forgive her.

Adrienne did not argue with him. After all, she was at fault.

As soon as she stepped into the living room, she immediately saw Albert sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Just as she was wondering how to greet him, he looked over. He smiled and said, "Adrienne, you're here."

His expression and tone were almost the same as before, which almost made Adrienne think that the man who came to talk to her about leaving Jefferson wasn't really Albert.

However, since Albert wanted to maintain a good relationship with her on the surface, she had no reason not to cooperate with him. She said, "Good evening, Mr. Albert! I'm here to bother you again."

"Not a bother at all. You should come and visit us often when you're free. Jefferson is barely at home. He only comes back when you're here," replied Albert.

Adrienne chuckled but did not answer further.

Jefferson didn't bother greeting Albert at all. He pulled Adrienne to take a seat and asked, "My Queen, can we eat now? Little Specky is hungry."

Britney was about to nag him again, but as soon as she heard the second half of his sentence, she immediately changed her attitude and responded cheerfully, "Adrienne, just sit for a while more. I'll go to the kitchen to take the food out now." "Let me help you." Adrienne got up, but she was quickly pulled back down by Jefferson. He ordered, "Sit down. I'll serve you tonight."

Britney giggled. "Adrienne, just sit for a while and let Jefferson help me."

Adrienne didn't know what to say.

Jefferson and Britney walked together over to the kitchen. Only Adrienne and Albert were left in the living room. Albert was still buried in his newspaper. Without raising his head, he questioned, "Haven't you found a chance to make it clear to Jefferson?"

Adrienne took a deep breath and calmly replied, "Mr. Hefner, I don't plan to break up with Jefferson and I definitely won't persuade him to pursue Eunice."

"You're going to give up the truth about the murder of your parents just for a man you don't love?" Albert added.

Adrienne reacted firmly, "I will find out the truth myself. As for whether I love Jefferson, that's my business. I just need to know that he is good to me."

"You don't love him, but you insist on being with him. You want to use him to help you find out the truth. Do you think that's fair for Jefferson?" Albert was persistent.

"I'm not using him," Adrienne asserted.

"Don't be so defensive and don't give me your answer so soon. You can take your time to think about it." Albert raised his head slowly and looked at Adrienne with a piercing gaze. "It's not difficult to leave a man whom you don't love but it's tough to trace the truth of your parents' murder. Without my help, you may never find the truth for the rest of your life."

After two years of investigation, Adrienne still had no leads about her parents' murder. Of course, she knew that it was difficult to find out the truth, but could she use Jefferson's feelings for her to achieve her goal?

She knew very well that she had never thought of using him. Even if she broke up with him, it would be because she wanted to, not because she was threatened to.

She then continued, "I've thought it through. I'm very grateful that you are willing to provide me with some clues. However, if you want me to leave Jefferson as an exchange, you can save your breath."

Albert's tone turned icy. "If you miss this chance, there won't be such an offer again. I hope you will always remember what you mentioned today. Don't regret your decision."

"What decision?" Jefferson suddenly appeared at the corner and interrupted coldly, "Old fogey, I warn you, don't bully Adrienne when I'm not around." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Albert replied flatly, "Don't be so rude. You're a big man, but you still don't know how to respect your elders when you talk."

"Respect my elders?" Jefferson sneered. "That depends on whether the elders are worthy of my respect. Don't think no one knows the disgusting things you've done."

Disgusting things? Adrienne wondered.

What sort of things?

Would they be related to the murder of her parents?

Adrienne really wanted to know, but she suppressed her curiosity and chimed in, "Jefferson, Mr. Albert was just talking to me about forensic doctors and autopsies. Stop overthinking."

However, Jefferson didn't care. He warned again, "Old fogey, you better remember what I said today!"

"What's wrong?" Britney came out after serving the dishes. "Albert, Jefferson is a grown man now. Stop scolding him like a child."

After all, Adrienne was around. Britney didn't want Jefferson to be embarrassed.

There was no reply from Albert.

Likewise, Jefferson did not say a word. Britney said again, "Stop being so childish. All of you, get over here for dinner."

"Let's eat." Jefferson pulled Adrienne into his arms and reminded her, "If there is anyone who dares to take advantage of you, don't foolishly endure it. Tell me, I've got your back."