My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1725

Jefferson's omelet didn't get served; he almost burnt down the kitchen instead. For the time being, they would not be able to cook. Adrienne didn't feel like eating takeouts either. Hence, Jefferson had no choice but to drive her out to a place known as Well Eaten Farm and Restaurant.

It was located in the eastern suburbs of Chatterton Town, and it was a very famous organic restaurant. The reason why it was famous was that all the ingredients used in the restaurant were healthy foods.

The owner of the restaurant planted all the vegetables himself. He didn't use any pesticides so they were all organically grown. The animals were also reared personally and slaughtered fresh. They were grass- fed so their meat texture was tender and delicious.

When this venture first began, the restaurant was operating at a loss. After that, they slowly grew a returning customer base and word spread about how good their food was. More and more people started to know about it and their business improved.

As soon as Jefferson's car stopped, a young handsome man hurriedly came up and said,

"Hey, Jefferson, what brings you here?"

"The crazy lady in my car." Jefferson got out of the car and strode inside. "Get us some of the best dishes in your restaurant."

After taking a few steps, he realized that Adrienne was not following behind. He returned to the car again and said, "Adrienne, do you want me to carry you out of the car?"

Adrienne said helplessly, "Mr. Jefferson, you've locked the car door. How can I get out?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can't you speak up and tell me if it's locked?"

Adrienne shouted internally, "I literally just did!"

"I must be crazy to drive you dozens of kilometers away in the middle of the night for a meal," said Jefferson.

Although he was extremely dissatisfied with Adrienne's behavior, he did not hesitate to help her open the car door. As a 'gentleman', he still held his hand over her head when she got out to prevent her head from hitting the car.

Adrienne did not notice his action, probably because she was used to it, but the owner of the restaurant saw Jefferson's gesture clearly. However, he had seen it many times, so he chose not to bring it up.

"My dearest Ady, I haven't seen you in so long. I've missed you so much." The man came forward and wanted to give Adrienne a hug. Jefferson stretched out his arms and pulled Adrienne behind him to protect her. "What right do you think you have to touch her?"

"Freddy, long time no see!" Adrienne was dragged back and smiled awkwardly. "Freddy, I'm so happy to see that your wedding with Freya is coming soon. Congratulations to both of you."

"Thank you, thank you!" Freddy Yaleman, Jefferson's friend, smiled and said. He led the two of them into the private room and said, "Speaking of which, we've already set our wedding date. When are the two of you planning on holding your wedding?"

Hearing Freddy's words, Adrienne was instantly stunned.

Ever since she was a child, Jefferson had bullied her in every way imaginable. Adrienne could not understand why all their friends still thought they were together.

She was not a masochist, so it was impossible for her to marry such a bossy and detestable man like Jefferson.

Thinking of her past of being bullied, Adrienne quickly shook her head and denied, "Freddy, what are you talking about? How could I be with Jeff?"

Because she had accidentally slept with Jefferson, he wanted to take responsibility. She had no choice but to go register their marriage together with him at City Hall.

However, registering their marriage was just her way of protecting herself. Once time passed and Jefferson got bored, he would naturally ask her for a divorce. Then, she would be free again.

Adrienne naively thought that their marriage was just another method of his bullying. When he got tired of this game of marriage, she would be liberated.

Yes, that was how it would be.

Adrienne directly denied their relationship in front of someone else, which made Jefferson's face darken. He threw his phone heavily on the table and said, "Freddy, you don't need to talk so much nonsense. Go to the kitchen and make me two dishes!"

All of them had grown up together. Why did Adrienne call Freddy's name so sweetly? But when she called Jefferson, she never called him by his name. She always called him either Mr. Jefferson or Sir.

Thinking of this, Jefferson just wanted to swallow Adrienne whole.

Looking at his fierce expression, Adrienne subconsciously moved to the other side, trying to pull away from him. However, as soon as she tried to move, he shot her a cold glance. "I dare you to move further away from me again."

Adrienne did not dare to do that, so she quickly drank some water from the cup she was holding to calm herself down.

Jefferson was hot-tempered and would blow up anytime. He was harsh to her when he wanted to be. She wished she could take a scalpel and cut off his tongue, then he would never be able to speak again.

"Adrienne, just tell me what you're discontented about. Don't keep it inside."

Adrienne shrank her neck in guilt. "I would never dare to be dissatisfied with you, Sir."

Jefferson looked at Adrienne, annoyed. "You don't dare to? From what I've seen, you're as bold as brass."

Adrienne kept her head down.

"Tell me about today's case," said Jefferson.

"It's confidential!"

He stretched out his hand and pinched her face. "If I ask you to tell me, then just tell me. Why do you have so much nonsense to say?"

"I'm worried that after I tell you, you'll lose your appetite to eat."

Jefferson lifted his feet and kicked Adrienne under the table. "What have I not seen before?"

Adrienne glared at him. "How dare you kick me?"

"Tell me, quickly."

Jefferson was way too domineering. If she kept silent, he would start making a scene again. After some thought, she was about to speak when Freddy pushed the door open with a plate of pork ribs. "Jefferson, Adrienne, I just slaughtered this pig from my farm earlier today. It's completely fresh. Have a try."

Jefferson picked up a piece, meanwhile, a flash of light shone through Adrienne's eyes. She smiled and said, "Freddy, can you show me your butcher's knife that you use to slaughter the pigs?"

Didn't Jefferson want to hear a case? She would make up a case for him to hear then.

Freddy was confused about what was going on. "Excuse me, I'm asking you to try my pork, but you want to take a look at my knife? I really don't know what to do with you."

Adrienne said seriously, "Go get it quickly and let me have a look."

Their group of rowdy friends were all slightly older than Adrienne. Because of Jefferson, they all had the habit of taking care of her. Whenever she wanted something, they would all be competing to give it to her. So without any hesitation, Freddy went to grab his butcher's knife. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Adrienne took it over and stared at it. She took out her phone and took some pictures as well. Once she finished, she looked at Jefferson and said solemnly, "The protagonist of today's case was a headless female corpse. After the autopsy, we found that her head was chopped off while she was still alive. The marks on her neck were very similar to a butcher's knife like this one. It was likely that the murderer had used something similar to this."