My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1888

Jefferson continued to ask, "What will you do then?"

Adrienne answered decisively. "First of all, I have to make my stand clear. I will never let myself meet a scum like this. These things will never happen to me, so I don't have to think about how to deal with it. But since it's a hypothetical question, I will answer you. If I were that woman, I would ask that scum to get out of my sight and make sure that he never appears in front of me again."

"What a heartless woman!" Jefferson really believed that Little Specky could do what she had said. It seemed that he had to treat her better in the future. Otherwise, she might decisively ask him to leave, and he would have no choice but to stay away from her.

"Heartless?" Adrienne suddenly laughed and added, "Jefferson, if you're asking this question just to test me, you can save it. When it comes to the day that you no longer want to live with me, just tell me. I will leave by myself and stay far away from you and I'll never appear in front of you again."

Hearing Adrienne's words, Jefferson's face immediately changed. Just as he was about to speak, Adrienne continued, "But I know that a day like that will never come. I know you won't do that, because you really love me, don't you?"

In fact, Adrienne was starting to feel how much Jefferson loved her.

But what could she do?

It seemed that she couldn't like him as much as he liked her nor could she make him the center of her universe.

Nevertheless, she would work hard on it.

She would try her best to love him better!

She would try her best to make her life brighter!

She would try her best so that she would still have attachments in this life!

Nonetheless, she was afraid. She was afraid that one day, he would leave her forever, just like Hodge and her parents, who left just like that.

Would Jefferson do that?

As soon as she thought about that possibility, Adrienne felt that her heart was trembling.

"I really am blind to have fallen for a little idiot like you!" Although he was saying such words, he was no longer frowning. He couldn't help but raise his hand to caress her head and whisper, "Little idiot!"

His little idiot had finally thought things through and slowly understood his intentions.

However, why did she seem so flustered and confused?

He asked worriedly, "Little Specky, what's the matter?"

"You must remember what you promised me. Otherwise, don't even think about meeting me in your next life." She wanted him to remember that he had vowed to be with her for the rest of his life.

Adrienne knew that she definitely wouldn't be able to take it if another person who she loved were to leave her again.

"What nonsense you're spouting?!" Jefferson pulled Adrienne's head into his arms and reassured, "You won't be able to escape from me in this life, nor will you be able to escape from me in your next life."

"By the way, can you get someone to check the crime scene if there were any used syringes in Cathy's house. If we can find the syringe, we will also be able to examine the fingerprints on it. After the test results come out, we will roughly know who the murderer is." Just as Jefferson was talking about their future, Adrienne changed the topic and talked about the case, which annoyed Jefferson.

In spite of that, what comforted him more was he was still embracing Adrienne. Her head was buried in his arms and she was nuzzling up to him like a kitten. At that instant, Jefferson's heart had softened to the point of the texture of a cotton candy.

Adrienne listened to Jefferson's steady and powerful heartbeat and greedily breathing in his warm breath. It was indeed a great thing to have him around! Adrienne thought.

A few hours later, the result of the yellow liquid found on Cathy's head was out. It was confirmed that the liquid was a type of sedative.

At the same time, Jefferson had ordered a few of his subordinates to search the garbage heap below the deceased's house. After they had found a used medical syringe, they extracted the liquid residue and collected the fingerprints on the syringe.

The liquid left in the syringe matched the liquid found around the needle puncture on the victim's scalp. On top of that, the fingerprints found on the syringe were proven to match Aldred's.

The cause of Cathy's death was finally confirmed. It was due to the administration of excessive sedatives that caused the vitality of the nerve cells to drop, hence eventually stopping the heart from beating.

At this point in time, the team's utmost priority was to arrest Aldred and interrogate him.

As a pathologist, it was not Adrienne's duty to interrogate the suspect. However, because the murderer was very likely to be the victim's grandfather, Aldred, Adrienne requested Jefferson's

permission to monitor the interrogation, and Jefferson agreed.

Ian and Gail were responsible for the interrogation while Jefferson and Adrienne would monitor the entire interrogation process in the monitoring room.

Ian put the report on the table and started the interrogation, "Aldred Ziglar, can you explain why your fingerprints are on the syringe that contains the same sedative which caused Cathy's death?"

With the evidence presented in front of him, Aldred panicked, "1-1..."

He couldn't find a proper excuse. Perhaps he didn't expect that the police would insist on an autopsy and even locate the weapon he had thrown away.

Ian slapped the table and yelled sternly, "Speak."

"Yes, I killed her, but I had my reasons for doing so," Aldred confessed pompously. It seemed like he didn't regret murdering her. "She was a nuisance, and it was because of her that Alma couldn't have a second baby, a baby boy. And because of that, her husband's family had been treating her poorly."

Initially, Ian thought that Aldred had killed Cathy for some other reasons, but after knowing the true reason, Ian was exasperated. At that instant, he really wanted to pounce on that old fellow and kick him to death. He reprimanded, "Are you still living in the ancient times? Who on earth still favors boys over girls? Do you think you have a monarch to pass down?"

When Jefferson heard that statement, he immediately turned his head and looked at Adrienne. He saw that she was biting on her pale lip, and her hands that were hanging down her sides were clenched into tight fists.

Jefferson immediately understood why Adrienne was this angry. He quickly held her hand and comforted her, "Little Specky, don't be angry, okay?"

The other people in the monitoring room immediately stared at him, and they became very curious. They couldn't believe that their captain was speaking in such a gentle manner. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Were they hallucinating?

Just as they were waiting for more rare sights, Adrienne gathered herself as she realized that she was at work. She withdrew her hand and distanced herself from Jefferson.

When Jefferson noticed that the others were staring at them, his temper flared up. "What are you guys looking at? Get back to work!"

The rest of the people lowered their heads in a hurry.

Deep down, they thought, "Yes, that is how our captain should be."

The case was solved quickly, but Adrienne felt as if there was still a heavy weight in her chest, suffocating her.

When it was time for them to get off work, Adrienne suggested, "Jefferson, can you call Bruce and Tommy and ask them if they are free? If they are, let's have a gathering at Freya's farm."