My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1733

Adrienne packed her stuff and got off work. At the entrance of the parking lot, she ran into Zelson who was dressed in a suit. It seemed that he was waiting for her there. "Mr. Zelson, is there anything else?"

Zelson's eyes fell on her. "I noticed that you were a little out of it at work today. Is something going on?"

Adrienne wanted to deny it, but when she saw Zelson's sincere eyes, she felt too guilty to lie. "It was a private matter, but it's all over now."

Zelson did not press for more details. "The rest of the case has to wait until the police recover the missing heads of the two corpses. There's nothing to do at the forensic department tomorrow. You can rest at home for a day."

"Mr. Zelson, you show up every day to work regardless. I'm just an insignificant employee. I don't need to rest. Don't underestimate me just because I'm a small fry. Actually, I'm pretty strong. There's no need for me to rest."

"You don't have to act tough. I can tell you're going through something. Just take the time off at home to recuperate."

Adrienne scratched her head embarrassedly. "Mr. Zelson, I really don't need to. I'm fine."

Actually, if a person were to be tortured by Jefferson every day, no matter how mentally strong they were, they would break down. However, this was a personal matter, Adrienne did not want to bring it up in front of others.

Zelson did not say anything and walked to the parking lot first. His car was very close to the elevator. He said, "Get in my car. I'll send you home."

Zelson didn't like to talk much, which made people feel like he was a cold and indifferent man. His sudden invitation to drive Adrienne home made her feel touched. "Mr. Zelson, I don't want to trouble you."

Zelson added, "So many things have happened lately. It's already late at night, it's unsafe for a girl like you to go home alone." "You know it's not safe for a girl to go home alone, and yet you insist on sending her back. What are you trying to do?" A deep male voice suddenly came from the side. Zelson didn't recognise the voice, but Adrienne couldn't be any more familiar with it.

She looked up and saw that it was indeed Jefferson.

He was leaning against the wall with his legs crossed. In his hand was a cigarette. His expression was as annoying as he could be.

Adrienne didn't want to talk to him. So, she pretended that she didn't know him. She turned around and was about to get into Zelson's car. Suddenly, Jefferson's threatening voice rang, "Adrienne, if you take another step further, I will break your legs."

Zelson was standing at the side. Adrienne didn't want him to regard her as a coward. She gritted her teeth and threw caution to the wind. However, as soon as she lifted her foot, Jefferson rushed to her to catch her.

Adrienne felt a gust of wind and before she knew it, Jefferson had already placed her over his shoulder. She was so mad that she wanted to scold him, but for some reason, she couldn't find the appropriate words.

She could only watch as Jefferson stuffed her into his flashy car as though she was some kind of ornament.

Why did she say that his car was too flashy?

Few men liked to drive bright red cars after all. However, Jefferson adored it as if he had to be ostentatious to show that he was well-off.

It was not until the car had already sped off that Adrienne said, "What are you doing?"

Jefferson did not say a word.

Adrienne asked again, "You were the one who asked me to get out of your sight and never to show up in front of you again. Yet, now you've come to look for me. Are you going back on your own words?"

"Pfft... If I hadn't come to find you, would you have left with another man?" Jefferson questioned as he turned his head to the side and looked at her coldly.

First of all, she had never planned to accept Zelson's offer. Even if she did, what was wrong with getting into a colleague's car?

Adrienne stayed silent. This made Jefferson even more furious. "Adrienne, will you only be satisfied when I eventually die from fury?"

Adrienne was at a loss for words.

She felt wronged.

When did she ever annoy him?

She thought about it and guessed that maybe it was because of the blind date. She quickly took out her cell phone and checked the balance on her bank card. She didn't have much, but it was all she had in her savings. "I know it was my fault that I got drunk and slept with you. I took away your virginity and I should compensate you for it. I know you are not lacking in money, but this is all I have. Give me your bank account number and I will transfer all of my savings to you. Tomorrow, we

can go to the City Hall to get our divorce papers signed. That way, you can openly go after that girl you like."

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The speeding car suddenly came to a halt, which frightened Adrienne. She asked, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Hefner?"

His face turned red. "Adrienne, do you want to divorce me?"

"Do you not want to?" Adrienne had a confused look on her face.

"It can't be," she thought.

Did she misunderstand what he meant again?

Jefferson replied, "Are you blind?"

He wanted to gouge out whichever of her eyes that had misinterpreted his actions as an intention to divorce her.

Under his devouring gaze, Adrienne guessed that he had wanted to be the one to suggest the divorce due to his inflated ego.

She swallowed and said cautiously, "Just pretend I haven't said anything. Why don't you ask me then? Please, don't be angry."

Jefferson was astounded by her words.

He was dumbfounded.

He got extremely exasperated.

Adrienne looked at him carefully. "What do you want me to do? Can you just tell me?"

He stared at her for a long time. Finally, he asked, "How much do you have?"

Adrienne replied honestly, "Not much, only a hundred and twenty thousand dollars."

"Do you think you can pay for a night with me with a hundred and twenty thousand dollars? How cheap do you think I am?"

"My entire savings are a hundred and twenty thousand. I need at least twenty thousand to survive, right? Can I just give you a hundred thousand instead?"

Jefferson was so angry that his teeth chattered. He grabbed her cell phone and entered his bank account number. "Transfer to me everything you have. You're not allowed to keep a single cent."

Adrienne's expression was bitter and she was very reluctant to do so. Nevertheless, she assumed that transferring money to him could smooth things over. She could only grit her teeth and transfer all her savings. "I've transferred everything to you."

Soon, Jefferson received the notification. After confirming it, he started the car again.

Adrienne looked out of the window and said, "My home is not far ahead. You can drop me at the intersection in front. We will meet at the City Hall at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

This d*mned woman really wanted to get rid of him, Jefferson thought. He snorted and said, "A night with me costs millions. You better work hard. When you've repaid your debt, I'll set you free."

Jefferson thought that Adrienne was daydreaming if she thought she could get rid of him so easily with just a hundred and twenty thousand dollars.

Adrienne was so mad that she clenched her fists together. She tried to suppress her anger, but she still couldn't help saying, "Jefferson, you a*shole. How can you take all of my money and still not let me go?"

"Did I say that I'll let you go as soon as I've received the money?" Jefferson asked back.

She was the one who assumed he had agreed to it.