All Chapters of My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Chapter 1901 - Chapter 1910

"Jefferson, I..." Eunice trembled under Jefferson's fierce gaze. She wanted to say something, but was once again interrupted by him. "Eunice, since you have forgotten, I will do you the courtesy of jogging your memory." Feeling uneasy, Eunice wanted to reach out for Jefferson's arm. But before she could even touch the hem of his clothes, he stepped back and avoided her. He said in a colder and sterner voice, "Get away from me, and don't show up in front of me ever again." "Why? Jefferson, what did I do?" Eunice blinked, and tears started to roll down from the corners of her eyes, painting her into a picture of pity. "We are friends who grew up together. You didn't even ask who was the one at fault, but you're already yelling at me. Why are you doing this to me?" "Eunice, you should be clearer than anyone else of what you've done. Sure, we're friends who grew up together, but no one can stand you trampling on them over and over again." Freya knew that once Jefferson to

Adrienne's voice was still the same as usual, soft, gentle, but imbued with power. She finally understood what the marriage certificate meant to them, that Jefferson was her man, and he should not get too close to other women. Jefferson knew that bit by bit, he was slowly invading Adrienne's heart. His heart suddenly swelled with happiness, like a bright and beautiful flower which was about to bloom. However, before it could fully bloom, Adrienne's gentle and seductive voice was heard. "No one wants their things to be coveted by others, it's the same for me too." Upon hearing that, the blooming flower bud in Jefferson's heart wilted immediately. "Little Specky, so am I just a 'thing' to you?" Adrienne immediately shook her head. "No, you're nothing!" "What do you mean I'm 'nothing'?" Jefferson asked while raising his eyebrows. When she realized that no matter how she explained, it would cause a misunderstanding, she panicked. "I'm just ma

In many cases, Adrienne had to hand it to Jefferson that he did possess superior qualifications compared to others. His family was powerful and he himself, talented and attractive. To tick off all these boxes was almost the will-o'-the-wisp. Men who were excellent in all aspects were popular among girls. Eunice, who was obsessed with Jefferson, was just one of the many girls who admired him. In the past during their students' days, from middle school to college, Jefferson would receive many love letters and incurred the envy of boys aplenty.  However, Jefferson, who was loved by many girls, had only Adrienne in his heart. Like in the past, Adrienne still could not believe that was the case. Even if they were in an intimate relationship and she was lying on the bed they both shared, and that Jefferson was in the kitchen preparing a meal for her right then, she still felt as if she was dreaming. Everything felt unrealistic to her. In fact, it wasn't all that

For the few months after Florence had moved there, the only person whom she had interacted with was Susan. On top of that, the one who had reported her death to the police was also her, so it was inevitable that the police would have to interrogate her. "You were the one who called the police?" Jefferson asked as he sized Susan up. She was about 40 years old, sturdy in physique, and her makeup on the heavy side. Moreover, she might have been shell-shocked, to which her makeup was completely ruined, making her look a little scary. Susan nodded in panic and answered, "Yes, I was the one who called the police." Jefferson looked at her and fell silent for a moment. Then, he asked, "When did you find out that Florence was dead?" "I..." Susan was still in a state of shock, so her brain was working rather slowly. After a few seconds, she answered, "I made an appointment with her, saying that I'd go over to her place at 9pm tonight to collect the rent. However, when I c

Like a gust of wind, Jefferson dashed to Adrienne's office as quickly as he could. "What's the matter?" Adrienne glanced at Jefferson before handing him a document, not a word exchanged. Jefferson accepted the document and looked at it. When he saw what was written on it, he looked even more surprised than the time he found out that the victim had something to do with Freddy. Adrienne said, "I don't believe this is true, but this is the result we got from the database." Jefferson held the document in his hand tightly and said, "The specific time of death is about 7:30 pm. Where was Freya during this period of time? Is there anyone who can be her witness?" Adrienne said, "We sent Freya home at around four o'clock in the afternoon but we don't know if she stayed home after that." "The victim ruined her peaceful life with Freddy, and she has the motive to kill," Jefferson said. "She has the motive to kill?" Adrienne looked at Jefferson, her eyes f