My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1842

It was not long before Jefferson barged into the ward.

At the sight of him, Adrienne's first concern was his leg injuries. "Jefferson, can you slow down?"

Jefferson ignored her and rushed straight to Hodge's bed. He took the old man's hand enthusiastically and called, "Grandpa, grandpa..." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hodge pulled his hand back and frowned discontentedly. He said, "Jefferson, we aren't that close. I am not your grandpa, please don't call me that."

"Hodge..." Jefferson stretched out his hand and pulled at the corner of Adrienne's clothes, hoping that she would put in a good word for him. However, Adrienne said, "Jefferson, my grandpa is talking to you. Why are you tugging me for?"

Jefferson stared at her blankly.

This little idiot didn't know how to read social cues at all. If he couldn't get past her grandfather, what good would that do her?

Hodge glanced at Jefferson and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Come now, Jefferson sounds so formal. Just call me Jeff. You can even call me rascal if you want," said Jefferson with a grin.

Hodge replied proudly, "I wouldn't dare!"

"You're my elder. I wouldn't have any complaints even if you hit me, let alone call out my name."

"Hit you?" Hodge rolled his eyes and said, "I'm more afraid that you'll get me drunk and then beat me up."

Jefferson wiped away the sweat on his forehand. It seemed like Hodge had really misunderstood him.

He had to explain this matter to Hodge. If he didn't get past this, he could forget about marrying Adrienne into the Hefner family.

"Knock, knock-"

There was a knock on the door just then, and Adrienne said, "I'll get the door."

Adrienne walked outside and saw Britney, who pushed the door open. She poked half of her head in and said, "Excuse me, is Mr. Hodge here?" Shortly after, she spotted Adrienne. "Adrienne, you're here. I must be at the right place then."

Adrienne immediately greeted her. "Madam Yard, what brings you here?"

"I heard from Jefferson that Hodge has been hospitalized, so I came to visit him." Britney smiled and handed a bunch of bags and gifts to Adrienne. She looked into the inner room and asked, "Adrienne, can I come in to see him?"

"Of course. Please come in." Adrienne put the fruits and other gifts onto a table and led Britney into the room with a smile. "Grandpa, Madam Yard is here to see you."

Britney beamed at Hodge while she spoke, "Hodge, how are you?"

Hodge looked up at her and snorted coldly, "I'm not dying yet."

Hodge and Britney were acquaintances. Whenever they met, they kept a polite demeanor. However, Britney was now being extra friendly while Hodge was acting very distant. Adrienne felt like something was going on, but she had no idea how to bring it up.

Just as she was stuck in a tough position, Hodge added, "Adrienne, there's a shop next to the hospital that sells delicious desserts. Could you go and buy some for me?"

"Grandpa..." There must be something between them. Adrienne wanted to stay and listen to their conversation, but she couldn't go against her grandfather's request. Therefore, she nodded obediently. "Okay."

When she left, she glanced back a few times. Hodge's anger was clearly written all over his face.

As soon as she had left, Hodge's face became even darker. He didn't even bother to be polite as he said, "Mrs. Hefner, if I hadn't asked someone to pass on that message to you, I'm sure you would have never stepped into this ward."

Britney felt extremely awkward, but what could she do? It was her son who had messed up. No matter what Hodge said, he was right. "Hodge, I came here as soon as I received the news."

Jefferson also took Hodge's hand and asked, "Hodge, where did you hear this from?"

Hodge replied curtly, "If you didn't want anyone to know, you shouldn't have done it. If only you had done something good, then you wouldn't have to be afraid of people finding out."

"Hodge..."

Britney discreetly pinched Jefferson. She interrupted him and said, "Hodge, this was indeed a serious mistake on Jefferson's part. I am here to apologize to you and Adrienne. But you must believe that Jefferson is head over heels for Adrienne. He will definitely take good care of her. He would never dare to wrong her."

Hodge responded agitatedly, "He is willing to stoop to such low levels. How am I supposed to believe that he is sincere toward Adrienne?"

"You b*stard, I'll teach you a lesson when I get back!" Cursing, Britney glared at Jefferson fiercely. Then, she looked at Hodge and smiled awkwardly. "It's true that he has overstepped his boundaries. I have even scolded him very harshly earlier over the phone."

"Do you think a mere scolding will solve this?"

Britney asked tentatively, "Then... should I hit him?"

"Hodge, you haven't even listened to my explanation, and you've already labelled me as guilty. Aren't you afraid of misjudging me?" Jefferson spoke up.

Hodge was so furious that he beat his chest and gasped, "Do you hear what this rascal is saying to me?"

Britney pinched Jefferson again, telling him to shut up, yet he refused. He continued saying, "Yes, I admit that I got Little Specky drunk, but that was it. We didn't do anything else. We're still chaste."

"Chaste?" Hodge's eyes widened with disbelief as he said doubtfully, "You two have been married for so long, and you sleep on the same bed every night. Yet you're telling me that the two of you are still chaste?"

"Hodge, I know Little Specky is your precious granddaughter. But she is precious to me too. Do you think I would force her to do something she didn't want to do?" Jefferson asked back confidently.

"You b*stard!" Hodge reached out his hand and hit Jefferson on the head. He shook his head and sighed. "You guys have been married for a while now and you share a bed every night, yet you haven't done anything together..." Hodge felt a headache coming. "Are you stupid?"

Jefferson's eyes lit up at this. "Are you saying you want me to do something to her?"

Hodge smacked his head again. "Are you saying that you don't want to do anything to her?"

Jefferson nodded and replied bluntly, "I do."

He wanted to, more than anything, but he was afraid that his lie would fall through.

Hodge said, "Then do it. If you don't take action, when am I going to have greatgrandchildren?"

Hodge's sudden change in attitude stunned both Jefferson and Britney. Exactly what was his purpose of bringing them here?

Wasn't it to question them about what Jefferson had done?

"Hodge, you don't blame me for this?"

Hodge snorted and responded, "Of course, I blame you. You are usually so smart and decisive. Why is it that when it comes to Little Specky, you suddenly turn into a fool?"

Jefferson didn't know what to say.

He was really confused.

"What the h*ck do they feed him in this hospital?" Jefferson wondered.