All Chapters of My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Chapter 1811 - Chapter 1820

At this point, Hilda was so scared that her whole body shook. She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. Quill said, "Did you personally witness the murder?" Hilda nodded in panic and said in a choked voice, "Yes." Quill asked again, "Who was it?" Hilda thought for a moment and said, "He was a man. He was very tall... I didn't manage to see anything else." A man! He was very tall! Any man on the street could fit this description. It wasn't a clue at all. Quill felt another headache coming on. Recently, all the cases that had been popping up were a mess. These cases were even more annoying than those he had dealt with in the past. He asked with a calm face, "Is there nothing else?" Hilda shook her head profusely. "At that time, the lighting in the bar was very dim, and the bar counter was against the light. Plus, I was scared silly at that time. Even if I saw his appearance, I won't be able to remembe

"We can't rule out such a possibility. But as I said before, what we need is evidence." Quill took the report from Adrienne, cleared his throat, and said, "Now the evidence is unfavorable towards Jefferson. If we can't find him soon, he'll be construed as escaping the law." The police officer said, "If someone is really framing Jefferson, and he's currently missing, isn't it possible that he's dead too?" As soon as the police officer said that, Adrienne's heart trembled. She had been worried but she hadn't dared to think of the worst-case scenario. The police officer's words were like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into her heart, making her legs tremble. Her knees almost gave way. Fortunately, she held onto the desk in time to stabilize herself. "No! Jefferson will be fine!" Adrienne forced herself to calm down. "Sergeant Scott, I'll keep trying to reach him. You send some men out to search for him as well. Whether he killed someone or not, bringing him back

As the screen zoomed in more and more, it was clear that there were three men then. However, they were not sure if the third man was Jefferson. The man in the middle looked like he was blind drunk. He couldn't walk on his own at all. The other two men were pretty much dragging him out. Hence, they were very well disguised in the night. "Mr. Roy, is there any way to see the faces of the two people next to him?" Adrienne added. If they could find out the identities of the people who took Jefferson away, wouldn't that mean they would be able to find Jefferson? Whether the answer was yes or not, Adrienne was unwilling to let go of even the slightest opportunity. Mr. Roy said, "This is the only camera that captures this entrance, and it's facing outwards. We can only see the backside view of people exiting the store, not their front view." Quill voiced, "It seems like these people knew really well where the blind spots of the cameras are. Every time we fi

In the evening. It was yet another day without any new clues. It was as if Jefferson had really disappeared into thin air. Adrienne had no idea how she got out of the Paramount Criminal Police Team's building. Her mind was so preoccupied that she couldn't even drive. Hence, she took a cab to the hospital instead. She sat in the cab and watched the scenery that flew by her. In her mind, memories of her and Jefferson together began to surface. "Little Specky, how stupid can you get? Even with me around, you let other people bully you." This was back when she had just started junior high. She had shortsightedness, so she wore her prescription glasses. Her new look was made fun of by her other classmates and they even snatched her glasses away. She thought that her classmates were just joking around, therefore she didn't think too much of it. However, Jefferson stormed to her classroom and stood in front of the class. He pointed at the classmate who snat

In this modern age, news traveled quickly. Before news could even be officially reported, it would already be spread all over the world through the internet.  Newspapers were becoming obsolete. It used to be an important means of communication decades ago, and anyone who could afford it was considered wealthy. Adrienne didn't pay much attention to the news in the papers. She had already seen the news on her phone, so to her, newspapers were just old news. But since Hodge was an old man, he didn't really know how to use his smartphone. Hence, Adrienne patiently read all the interesting news articles for him to hear. She knew Hodge was interested in world news, therefore she picked an article that she felt he would like. "Grandpa, another satellite was successfully launched by satellite base No.1 last night."  "I heard about that on the radio." Hodge waved his hand and interrupted, "I was in the middle of reading a piece on murder earlier and I haven't finished re