All Chapters of My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Chapter 1741 - Chapter 1750

"Grandpa, in your eyes, am I really that amazing?" Adrienne pouted her lips wittily. "I haven't forgotten how much you insulted me in front of Jefferson last night." At the mention of Jefferson's name, Hodge shook his head and sighed. "Jefferson is a handsome man, but he isn't a decent one. He doesn't have any respect for anyone. A man like that will get into trouble sooner or later. His future wife will definitely suffer a lot. I said all that because I didn't want him to get any ideas about you." "Grandpa, I know you have good intentions." Adrienne knew how much he loved her, but she had no idea that her grandfather thought so poorly of Jefferson. If one day she brought Jefferson to the hospital and told Hodge that this was her marriage partner whom she wanted to have children with, Hodge would probably faint from anger. It seemed that she couldn't have a child with Jefferson. She had to think of another way. "I'm telling you, whoever marries that man mu

Jefferson woke up in a daze. He opened his eyes and saw Adrienne nestled in his arms. Suddenly, his head stopped hurting from his hangover. He gently hugged her in his arms. "Little idiot, why didn't you take off your glasses before you sleep?" He took off her glasses and saw that the dark circles under her eyes seemed to be heavier. He vaguely remembered that he had a high fever the previous night and she was busy taking care of him.  Jefferson flicked the tip of her nose and the corner of his lips could not help but rise slightly. "Little Specky, you do have a conscience after all!" "Jeff..." "What?" All of a sudden, Jefferson heard her calling him gently. For a moment, he felt like he was hallucinating. He fixed his eyes on her and realized that she was mumbling. "What's wrong?" "Don't..." Adrienne shook her head and she looked like she was in pain.  "Don't what?" Did she not want him to come close to her even in her dreams? Thinking of this, Jeff

"I am not protecting him, I am not worried about him, and I am not suspecting him." Adrienne found it difficult to communicate with men. Whenever she tried to be serious, they would always talk nonsense with her. "Sergeant Scott, listen to me clearly." "Fine. Tell me about it. I'll listen to you." Adrienne continued seriously, "Jefferson appeared at the crime scene with blood all over his body. There were so many witnesses and he is a huge suspect. We must have solid evidence to prove his innocence. You can't just let him go after a chat with no explanation." That was what Adrienne was worried about. It was useless for her to believe in Jefferson's innocence. It needed to be proven with evidence to shut others up. If word got out, everyone would be thinking the same thing she thought at first, that he only got out because of his family influence. Quill patted Adrienne on the shoulder and affirmed to her in a wise tone, "Adrienne, there are some things that

"This is all I know." Adrienne looked at Jefferson with her head tilted. Seeing the proud look on his face, she decided to dampen his spirit. "Besides, even if I did have some useful clues, would you understand even if I told you?" "Little Specky, am I that incompetent in your eyes?" asked Jefferson. "Don't you know how incompetent you are?" Adrienne did not deny it. "Jefferson, this is a murder case. If we don't find the murderer, more people may be killed. You can't just show up here to mess around. Just resign on your own accord and leave so that they can send someone with the actual abilities over to solve this." "Do you think I want to be here?" Jefferson mocked. There were so many things on his hands that he couldn't handle. He didn't have the spare time to deal with some murder cases. Ralph Adams, Quill's superior, had asked him for help so many times, but he refused. If it weren't for that wolf in sheep's clothing that kept lurking near Adrienne, he woul

With a gun pointed to his head, Quill would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. However, in all his years with the force, he had many experiences with dangerous people. He had brushed past death many times, so his expression remained calm. He asked, "Who are you?" The intruder sneered and answered, "A man who's about to take your life." "Breaking and entering is very different from murder. Before you make a big mistake, put down the gun. It's not too late." "It's not too late?" The intruder burst into laughter. "Killing one person is murder. Killing four people is also murder. What does it matter if I kill two more people? Sergeant Scott, do you think it makes sense?"  "You're the killer of all those headless female corpses?" "What does it matter if I am? Anyway, Sergeant Scott, you won't have a chance to catch me personally and bring me to justice." "Why did you kill them?" "Why? Because they deserved to die." The murderer let out a menacin