My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1762

Jefferson's brain was filled with ideas on how to devour the delicious-smelling 'turkey' in his hands and neglected the contents of Adrienne's mobile phone. Adrienne's voice reached his ear once again. " Jeff, help me take a look, quickly!"

"Oh, yeah, I'm looking." Jefferson awkwardly coughed a little. He tried to regain his focus on the phone in Adrienne's hands, but he couldn't understand what it was. "What is all this?"

Adrienne explained patiently, "This is a photo I took at the murder scene tonight. Take a look at picture on the coin, don't you think it looks familiar?"

"I need to zoom in a little to see it." Jefferson took Adrienne's phone and zoomed into the picture on the phone. After taking a good look at the image on the coin, he realized that it did look familiar to him, but he couldn't recall where he last saw it at.

Adrienne continued, "This image on the coin was one of the pieces of evidence in my parents' case two years ago. It was on a coin the size of a thumb as well. But, the coin never appeared again among the exhibits, so they couldn't find any more new clues."

Jefferson gave Adrienne's mention a good thought, but he still couldn't remember anything about it. "I remember that I've seen this picture somewhere before, but I don't remember it being related to your parents' case."

"You don't remember?" Adrienne was slightly disappointed and took back her phone. She flipped the picture around and took a closer look. "Then do you remember where you saw this picture?"

"I can't recall it yet." Jefferson could see the light in Adrienne's eyes fade as she heard his answer. He felt sorry for her and said, "Don't worry about it, I'll try recalling it within the next two days."

"Forget it, don't interfere with this matter. That case had nothing to do with you, so it's better that you don't get involved." Adrienne didn't want Jefferson to participate in the investigation of her parents' case, but she couldn't find anyone else to discuss the case with. She wasn't even supposed to tell anyone that she was secretly investigating that case.

Although Jefferson loved to tease her and make her infuriated, she trusted him more than anyone else.

Jefferson pinched Adrienne's blushing cheeks and smirked. "Little Specky, be careful with your words. If you irritate me, I'll show you the consequences."

"Ouch, it hurts! Can you not pinch lighter?" Adrienne slapped his hand away and placed her mobile phone on the table next to the bed. "What were you looking at just now?"

Jefferson smiled like a pervert. "What do you think a man will be looking at when he stares at his phone in the middle of the night? It's definitely bikini pictures of pretty ladies. They have really hot bodies, do you want to take a look?"

"That's stupid." Adrienne lay on the bed and covered herself with the blanket. "I'm going to sleep, I have to wake up early tomorrow. Have fun with your bikini pictures, don't wake me up."

Jefferson lay down next to her and stroked her hair. "Little Specky, why don't you wear a bikini for me someday?"

Adrienne yelled, "Get out!"

"In his dreams," she thought.

Jefferson had no shame. There would be something wrong with him if he went out just because she told him to. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered flirtily, "Honestly, I really want to see you in a bikini."

Adrienne may wear thick glasses and old-fashioned suits usually, but her figure was alluring. She had curves and a slender waist, making her body look like an hourglass. It was definitely not any worse than the models in men's magazines.

Adrienne pushed him away and said, "Get out of here!"

Jefferson snuggled close to her again and said, "Although your figure is way worse than those bikini models, I'm not too picky. If you're willing to wear it for me, perhaps I'll give you a few compliments."

As the saying goes, scholars would die for a friend who understands them, while women would dress up for a man who loves them. No woman in her youth would be willing to hear someone say that she's worse than others, especially when the person who said it was her nominal husband.

Adrienne was already displeased with Jefferson and she lost her temper when she heard Jefferson say that. "If you think that the models are pretty, go marry them then. You can have fun with them, I won't stop you."

Jefferson replied, "But you're dumber than them." "You..." Adrienne was furious. She thought that she couldn't lose to this b*stard again. "Mr. Hefner, did you really think that you're better than others? Even Quill has a better look and figure compared to you."

Of course, that was a lie. Adrienne just wanted to take revenge on Jefferson. If she was an idiot in his eyes, then he would be no better from her perspective.

Jefferson was truly good-looking, and he did have a muscular body as well. However, he was too arrogant; he really thought that he was better than all the men in the world.

"You little idiot, you sure are dumb and blind. If you weren't born into a wealthy family, you would probably never meet someone as excellent as I am." Jefferson may not be a very mindful person, but he was definitely confident; he had always been clear about how outstanding he was.

Adrienne rolled her eyes in despise.

Listen to that!

Listen to what he said!

If he was given wings, he'd probably be so proud that he'd fly up to the sky.

Adrienne nodded. "Indeed, I sure was blind!" This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

If she hadn't been blind, she wouldn't have slept with him when she was drunk.

If she hadn't been blind, she would've had definitely chosen to sleep with some betterlooking than Jefferson.

Jefferson didn't understand the meaning behind Adrienne's words and knocked on her head delightfully. "Go to sleep, Little Specky."

Adrienne hid her head under the blanket and said, "Good night, mighty Mr. Hefner!"

"Little idiot!" Even though Jefferson was teasing her, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, meaning that he was in a good mood.

After being tormented by Jefferson, Adrienne was so tired that she fell asleep on the bed in an instant. Looking at her face, Jefferson couldn't help but give her cheeks another pinch. "Don't worry, Little Specky. I will help you find the murderer of your parents and comfort your parents' souls."

"Mr. Carter, Madam Rachel, if you're watching over Little Specky, please take good care of her; let her be safe and live peacefully. I'll investigate the case instead," Jefferson prayed.

However, Jefferson was clear that the murderer was very cunning and could possibly be very powerful too. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get away with his crimes every single time without

leaving behind any evidence.

The only evidence in the file that Jarred had sent Jefferson was the half of the note that the victim held in his hand, but the useful parts of the note had already been destroyed by the murderer.