My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1880

"Sir, I really didn't mean to kill her. I killed her by accident and I was proactive in assisting you guys in solving the case. What I'm doing right now should be considered as turning myself in, right? You must help me plead for a lighter sentence." At that point, Gordan didn't show any remorse for killing Shermaine and mishandling her body. He was more worried about his future and his life.

After hearing what he had said, the officer laughed sarcastically, "Gordan, do you even know what it means to turn yourself in? First of all, you weren't being proactive in assisting the investigation. Secondly, you denied that you had killed her before this. Also, you didn't realize how serious your crime was. If it weren't because we have the key evidence which proved that you are the murderer, I believe you would still be denying it."

Gordan argued, "But I..."

In the monitoring room, Jefferson had already lost his patience. He shouted at the microphone, "Cut the cr*p now, get him to tell us how he dumped the corpse." NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

The officer asked again, "Gordan, if you confess your crime now, you might be able to ask for a lighter sentence. If you dare to talk anymore nonsense, the consequences will be severe. If you are smart enough, then cut all these cr*p and tell us how you dumped the corpse."

"After Shermaine was dead, I became very nervous and scared. I thought of calling 911, but I changed my mind after picking up my cell phone. I realized that I couldn't let anyone know that I had killed someone. Otherwise, my life will be done for." The more he spoke, the more Gordan's hands trembled. Perhaps it was because he knew that his life was already done for, and he was afraid. "Due to this thought of mine, I found a large suitcase in my house and stuffed Shermaine's body in it. Then I dragged the suitcase and shoved it into the trunk of my brother-in-law's car. I knew that the police would probably be able to find clues, so after dumping the corpse away, I destroyed the suitcase and threw it away."

"Your brother- in- law's car?" Through Gordan's confession, the investigators finally realized why they couldn't find any clues from Gordan's car.

"My brother- in- law would go on short business trips from time to time. Whenever he does that, he would park his car in the parking lot at my house. Then, to make things easier, my brother-in-law had given me a spare key to his car. I didn't think much when the incident happened that day. I just instinctively used his car." Gordan didn't know why he did that, but Jefferson knew. Gordan killed Shermaine on an impulse, but after he killed her, he had time to think of how to deal with the corpse to lower the probability of the police finding clues which would lead to him.

The officer ordered, "Carry on."

Gordan explained, "I put down the car visor when I was driving to cover my face so that the police wouldn't be able to find any evidence of me going out at 9 p.m. that night. I originally intended to dispose of Shermaine's body downstream of Phoenix River so that her body could be washed into the sea without anyone knowing, and if anyone were to find her body again, they would only think that she had died drowning. It would be impossible for them to suspect me. Nevertheless, it was too dark that night, in addition to my nervousness, I went the wrong way. The next day, when Shermaine's body was discovered by a cleaner, I realized that I had gone the wrong way and threw her body upriver."

The officer yelled, "That's what we call retribution!"

"Sir, my son is still young. He relies on me and trusts me. Can you please not let him know about this?" Gordan knew that his future was doomed, but there were still many things and people that he couldn't leave behind.

Gordan's wife was away from home all year-round so they didn't get to spend much time together. In fact, they were really in love when they first got married, but their feelings for each other gradually

faded away. At this point in time, they could still live on without each other. However, his son was his only bloodline. He couldn't leave him behind no matter what.

The officer gathered the files and informed him, "We've already informed your wife about the murder. As for whether your son will find out about it, it'll depend on your wife's decision. It's none of our business."

Gordan's arms drooped down powerlessly, and tears of fear and regret rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Henceforth, that case was solved. The officers, who had been busy for a day and a night could finally get off work on time and have a good rest.

Jefferson and Adrienne were on their way home. Initially, he planned to have a meal with Adrienne before returning home. Nonetheless, he didn't expect that Adrienne would fall asleep soon after they had gotten into the car.

What a dimwit!

She was so energetic when she was investigating the case that not even a sleepless night could affect her productivity. Due to that, even Jefferson doubted if she had consumed some kind of psycho-stimulant.

However, Jefferson knew that Adrienne didn't consume any stimulants. It was her sense of obligation that kept her going...

"Little idiot!" He scolded her, but his voice was as soft and gentle as cotton candy.

Leaning against the car seat and sleeping like that, it would not take long for her neck to ache. Jefferson quickly pulled over and adjusted the passenger seat so that she could lie flat. Then, he took a spare rug and covered her with it.

As he was covering her with the rug, his gaze coincidentally fell on Adrienne's lips. Hence, he kissed her on the lips and couldn't stop himself from deepening the kiss.

"D*mn it. This little idiot tastes so good. Her lips were so sweet as if they were smeared with honey. They were sweet enough to melt people's hearts." Jefferson thought to himself. Whenever he kissed her, he just couldn't bring himself to stop.

Jefferson had always been a man of action. If he didn't feel like he should stop kissing her, then he would continue doing so. He kissed her gently and affectionately, which moistened her lips and made them look even more charming.

D*mn it!

Jefferson once again cursed in a low voice as he let go of Adrienne in a hurry. If he continued to kiss her like that, he didn't know what else he would do, and it was even possible that...

This little fool was like a fairy to him. Even though she was only lying there and doing nothing, she still had the ability to seduce him and cause him to lose his reasoning.

Jefferson quickly retreated to his seat and was ready to start the car to drive home. Nevertheless, when Jefferson had just started the car, Adrienne tilted her head and murmured, "Jeff, I..."

"I'm here. What's the matter?" Jefferson quickly turned off the engine and leaned into her, wanting to hear what she was saying. However, her voice was so soft that he couldn't hear anything at all. Then, he looked up, only to see a faint smile on her lips.

He didn't know why she was smiling, but the smile was lovely, making his heart flutter.

"Little idiot, did you dream of me?" Looking at her smile, the corners of Jefferson's lips began to curve into a smile.

Whether Adrienne was actually dreaming about him or not, Jefferson wanted to believe that she was.

If she dared to dream of another man, he would definitely tear her into pieces.