My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1767

Adrienne was frustrated, but she couldn't persuade Jefferson. "Well... give me some more time. After all, even Grandpa doesn't know about this. He has always disliked you. If he knew that we secretly got married, he'd be so furious that he might end up bedridden in the hospital for a year."

Jefferson knew that Hodge disapproved of him.

Hodge had wanted Adrienne to go on a blind date previously; he also often criticized Adrienne in front of Jefferson. Hodge's purpose was to get Jefferson to give up on Adrienne.

After thinking for a while, Jefferson compromised. "We'll tell my parents about our marriage today. Tomorrow, we'll go to the hospital to see Mr. Hodge. I'll talk to him about it."

Jefferson insisted on making their marriage known; that made Adrienne anxious. "Jefferson, our marriage won't last, anyway. Why do we have to do this? We'll tell them that we're married today, but then we'll probably get divorced tomorrow."

"Adrienne, can you think of something else other than f*cking divorcing me?" Every time Jefferson heard the word 'divorce' from Adrienne, he itched to seal her mouth with adhesive tape so that she wouldn't say things he didn't want to hear anymore.

"Do you really think that we got married because of love, and not because of a mistake? Do you think that we can continue this marriage where we can't even communicate well with each other? Didn't we get married because of what I did to you after I got drunk?" Adrienne took a deep breath and sighed. She continued, "Jefferson, we're both adults. It's better not to deceive ourselves anymore."

"We didn't..." In a fit of anger, Jefferson almost let slip that they didn't have intercourse that night. But when he thought of the consequences of Adrienne knowing the truth, he bit back the words that were at the tip of his tongue.

Adrienne looked soft and ditzy like a harmless idiot. But if one crossed her limits, her stubbornness and explosive anger were horrifying. Without a perfect solution in mind, Jefferson would not let her know the truth.

"Well, I'm sorry! I don't want a loveless marriage. I can't live a life with a man who doesn't love me and vice versa." This might be the strongest stand Adrienne had ever taken in front of Jefferson, but there was a faint pain in her chest that she could not explain, which she ignored. "Jefferson, I don't know if I'll ever meet someone I want to love sincerely in my life. I don't have much hope for love. But, you are different. You have a girl you like, cherish her. Don't waste your energy on an insignificant person like me."

"You're insignificant?" Jefferson was so infuriated that he didn't want to continue the conversation. But if he didn't reply to that, she would continue to annoy him. "Do you really think that I've all the time in the world to be around you all day? Do you think that you are an insignificant person to me?"

"Actually..." Adrienne's tone softened as Jefferson's temper rose. "Actually, you're not insignificant to me. After all, we grew up together." She firmly trusted and relied on him.

However, sooner or later, he would go to the person he loved and leave her. Instead of having to passively accept it in the future, it was better to accept it at this moment and get used to it.

"Idiot!" Jefferson was so angry that he turned around and left. As soon as he stepped out of the kitchen, he bumped into Britney. In surprise, he asked, "Mom, why are you here?" Britney rolled her eyes at him. "We were waiting for lunch but you drove Jessie away. Why would I be here?"

Judging from Britney's tone, she hadn't heard the conversation between him and Adrienne. Jefferson was relieved. He smiled and said, "I'm coming. I'm coming."

Britney asked, "I heard you cursing at someone again. Who was that?"

"Myself," Jefferson said.

Adrienne was not as mercurial as Jefferson; she had not calmed down yet. She could not laugh and chat with Britney as Jefferson did, so she took her leave first. "You guys have a good chat. I'll go serve the food."

When Adrienne left, Jefferson wanted to follow behind her but as soon as he took a step, Britney grabbed him. "Jefferson, do you have any brain cells left in your head?"

"Mom, don't concern yourself with my business."

"If I don't intervene, you will end up chasing that girl away." Britney wanted to pinch Jefferson's ears. "Stupid boy, if you like her, you should treat her better. You're always so fierce to her. Sooner or later, you'll scare her away." This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mom, even you know that I like her, but she herself doesn't know that! I told her everything, but she still doesn't believe me. She always has doubts about what I would do to her."

Britney said, "If I were her, I would think the same."

Jefferson asked, "What should I do?"

"Be nice to her. I don't expect you to be a saint to her. At least, treat her like how your father treats me."

"The way Dad treats you?"

Jefferson tried to recall Albert's demeanor towards Britney. However, he had no deep impression of him except that Albert deferred to Britney on everything. "Mom, why don't you give me some examples?"

Britney pinched Jefferson's ears and said, "Stupid boy, do you want me to take your place in your own relationship?"

"There's no need then," Jefferson replied.

Love was like a drug. Despite knowing that drugs were addictive, people would nevertheless seek it out for a taste.

At the dinner table.

Unsurprisingly, Britney got Adrienne to sit next to her. She heaped food onto Adrienne's plate. "Adrienne, you've liked these dishes since you were a kid. Have some more."

"Mom, it's not like she doesn't have hands. You don't have to spoil her like that. I can help her." That was what Jefferson would say usually in a crude manner that befitted his character, but he was not his usual self that day. Instead, he joined Britney in serving food to Adrienne. "Adrienne, you like this, right? It's delicious, so eat up."

Being treated so gently all of a sudden, Adrienne was spooked. Her hands trembled; she almost dropped the spoon in her hand. Had Jefferson thought of a new way to make fun of her again?

"Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your taste?" In order not to scare Adrienne, Jefferson tried to be gentle. However, he didn't know that the more he acted like this, the more uneasy Adrienne got. She asked him, "I... Jeff, are you not feeling well?"