All Chapters of My Husband, Warm The Bed!: Chapter 1931 - Chapter 1940

...... It was already two o'clock in the morning by the time Jefferson arrived home. At such a late hour, most people would be asleep. However, he noticed two people at the entrance of the parking lot. One was Adrienne, and the other was his cousin, Sierra Yard, who he hadn't seen in quite a while. When Jefferson's gaze fell on Adrienne, he couldn't help but clench his fist. He was afraid that the dull girl would become sharp all of a sudden and notice something through the look in his eyes. Although Jefferson knew it wasn't possible for that slow little idiot to become that perceptive out of the blue, his face was still ridden with anxiety. Jefferson took a moment to compose himself before getting out of the car. Deliberately avoiding Adrienne, he stepped forward to give Sierra a hug. "Sierra, you've visited Chatterton Town quite a few times, yet you've never hit me up. Are you trying to surprise me or scare me by showing up at my doorstep all of a sudden

"You must be hallucinating. I wasn't mumbling at all."  Adrienne was ashamed by her thoughts. Although Albert disliked her, and he had done things behind her back before, there was no way he would do something so vicious. She should not have painted such a bad picture of him in her head. "Do you think I'm deaf or something?" The more Adrienne tried to deny it, the more curious he became. "Little Specky, you'd better be honest with me." "I'm..." Adrienne continued to deny, but she felt like danger was approaching. She quietly poked her head out of the quilt and wanted to see what Jefferson was doing. The first thing she saw was Jefferson coming toward her with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Due to his huge steps, the towel looked as if it could drop at any second. Even though she should be used to seeing him half naked, Adrienne still buried herself back into the quilt due to embarrassment, "Mr. Hefner, can you please put on your pajamas?

"I'll take you there." Jefferson replied. Adrienne refused, "It's not very far away. You should attend to your own matters instead. I don't want them to get delayed because of me." Jefferson raised his voice slightly. "Adrienne, how can I let you go over by yourself when Zelson is working there too." Adrienne was speechless. In that case, she couldn't reject him, could she? If she dared to say no, Jefferson would never let her hear the end of it. As a result, Jefferson sent her to the headquarters. When she was getting out of the car, he grabbed her hand and reminded her, "Little Specky, be extra careful with Zelson. Don't let him take advantage of you." "Mr. Zelson isn't that kind of person," Adrienne argued. Jefferson glared at her, and Adrienne immediately shut up. Jefferson was still worried. "You know what? I'll go in with you instead." "Don't you have something else to attend to? Besides, not everyone can go in and

"Of course it's because of you. How long has it been since you visited Grandpa? He misses you so much that he hasn't been able to eat or sleep well, so he asked me to come to Chatterton Town to take you home." Sierra was being honest.  She was only in Chatterton Town because Maxwell was missing Jefferson, and it just so happened that Johan had business to do here, too. Jefferson admitted he hadn't visited Maxwell in the capital in a while. The thought of it made him feel rather guilty. "I've been so occupied with work recently that I couldn't even make time to see him and I hardly give him any phone calls either. Alas, I admit that I should have done better as a grandson." Sierra added again, "Then you should go home and pack up. We'll go back tomorrow." Jefferson leaned back on his chair lazily. He tapped the teacup in front of him with his slender fingers and rejected her, "Not now." Sierra put on a dignified look and scolded him, "What do you mean 'not

When Jefferson opened the door, he saw Britney, who had brought them a plate of sliced fruits.  He stopped and said, "Mom, just take a proper look at the man you sleep beside every night. It's been decades, yet you still don't see what kind of man he truly is." Jefferson and Albert argued every time they met. However, they would usually keep things under wraps whenever Britney was around. This was the first time Jefferson had rebuked his father directly in front of his mother. Extremely unhappy with that, Britney told him, "Jefferson, do you know who you're addressing? Do you know what you're saying? He's your father. You are an adult, don't you have some basic respect for your elders?" "If he wants to gain my respect, he'll have to first set a good example himself. No one would disrespect someone else without reason." Jefferson looked back at the somber-looking Albert, then shifted his gaze back to Britney. "Mom, you should know best what kind of person I am. You sho