My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1851

They all knew how much Jefferson had wanted to marry Adrienne since the beginning. After more than a decade of hard work, he had finally gotten the girl he had been waiting for. How could he possibly let her go so easily?

However, Jefferson was too egoistic. Although he was unwilling to admit defeat on the surface, he felt very regretful on the inside.

As they were chatting, the door of the private room opened again, and the two of them stepped in, hand in hand. It was as if their earlier argument had just been an illusion.

Their friends were shocked at this sight. "Jefferson, Adrienne... You guys..."

Jefferson returned to his seat in a good mood, while Adrienne quickly served him a bowl of soup. "Mr. Hefner, this hot and delicious soup was cooked by Freya. You can have two bowls of it to nourish your body."

Jefferson took the bowl over with a smile and said, "Okay."

Adrienne watched with a smile as he drank the soup. Then, she asked gently, "How does it taste? Do you want another bowl?"

"It's delicious," replied Jefferson as he nodded. "Another bowl, please."

"Drink more if you like it. I will ask Freya to teach me how to cook this so that I can make it for you every day." Adrienne looked at Freya with a grin and said, "Freya, you will teach me, won't you?"

Freya nodded blankly. "Yes."

Everyone else was puzzled.

They couldn't understand what was going on.

Even though they knew that it was impossible for the couple to get divorced, it was still surprising how the two had gotten over the fight so quickly. What had happened outside earlier?

The others wanted to know what happened after Jefferson and Adrienne stepped out. However, it was unlikely that they would say anything. More precisely, there was no way that Adrienne would tell them.

Jefferson, on the other hand, wanted to announce it out loud. As soon as they had gone out earlier, Adrienne, that little idiot, had wrapped her arms tightly around him. She told him she didn't want to divorce him, and that she wanted to continue living with him forever.

This little idiot had just told him all that. No matter how mad he had been, all his anger was extinguished in an instant. Nothing more was said after that, and he quietly followed her back in.

Under everyone's curious gaze, Adrienne served some food for Jefferson and then slowly looked at the others. She said, "I misspoke earlier. I apologized to him and he has forgiven me."

The others were in disbelief, so they asked, "Is that really what happened"

"What else could have happened?" Adrienne asked back.

"You didn't do anything else to him?"

"What could I have done to him?"

Although she did do something else, it wasn't anything to bring up.

Seeing Adrienne receive repeated questioning, Jefferson couldn't sit still. He decided to help her out and spoke, "Excuse me, do you guys not see me here or what?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone else immediately stopped being nosy. "Let's just eat."

Everyone was happy to see Jefferson and Adrienne getting along with each other again.

After Jefferson's mood had lifted, the group had a great meal, and the conversation elevated.

First, they talked about Freya and Freddy's marriage, and then someone said, "Freddy was a little cry baby back then. He often got beaten up by Freya and cried."

They had known each other since they were born. Everyone knew each other's

embarrassing stories. Someone else

answered, "Yes, yes. Every time Freya would twist his ears to make him concede defeat. And he would always cry and give in to her. I could laugh until my stomach hurts when I think about his pitiful expression. Who knew that when he grew up, he would be able to make Freya his woman?"

"Tommy, Bruce, can you guys stop bringing up the past? I'm about to get married now." Freddy didn't really mind talking about their childhood. He even looked at Freya with a little pride. "I have been giving in to my wife ever since I was a kid."

"What a crybaby!" Adrienne was three years younger than them. Although her memories weren't as rich as theirs, she still remembered Freddy's cry baby days very clearly.

If she remembered correctly, it was right after they had started junior high where Freddy had been pinched by Freya. He then proceeded to cry for an hour on the entire way home.

Indeed, he was a big crybaby.

Thinking of the past, a happy smile spread on Adrienne's face. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

However, the next second, someone mentioned her.

That person was none other than Freddy, whom she had just mocked. "When it comes to our childhood, the things I remember the most are about Adrienne."

Even though he hadn't said anything yet, Adrienne already knew what Freddy wanted to say. She immediately stopped him and warned, "Freddy, don't say it."

"Don't say what?" Tommy chuckled slyly when he asked. "Oh, do you mean when you held Jefferson and asked him why he had a p*nis but you didn't?"

Hearing this, the others burst into laughter.

Adrienne became silent.

Not again!

They were teasing her again!

Every time they gathered, they would always tease her about this. She would never be able to forget it even if she wanted to.

Freddy continued, "Adrienne, no matter how embarrassing any of us were as children, none of us can beat you."

Just then, Freya nudged Freddy. "Leave Adrienne alone."

Bruce added, "Freddy is right. None of us was as embarrassing as Adrienne."

Adrienne wished she could dig a hole in the ground and bury her head in it. But they still refused to let her off the hook. She glanced at Jefferson to ask him for help, but he was also busy laughing, very evilly at that.

Nevertheless, he did not leave her to the teasing. "Alright, let bygones be bygones. Don't mention it anymore."

As soon as Jefferson spoke, no one dared to continue on even though his tone was neutral. Otherwise, if they offended Adrienne, Jefferson would kick them to the curb.

It was already very late by the time they finished dinner.

Bruce and Tommy were not able to drive after drinking too much, so they stayed in the guest room of the restaurant.

Jefferson and Adrienne were heading back to the city, but before getting into the car, he pulled her aside and said, "Little Specky, I feel a little stuffy. Let's get some fresh air before we go home."

"Where do you want to go?" Adrienne couldn't do anything else but accompany him. It wasn't like she could leave him all alone anyway.

"There's a garden over there." Jefferson motioned her toward the direction.

Despite the hot weather during autumn, the nights In Chatterton Town were cold. Strolling through the garden, Jefferson could feel the cold breeze blowing. It was very relaxing, especially with the girl he loved right beside him.

All he wanted in life was honestly just as simple as this.

"I have a house to live in, a job that I like, and I married the girl of my dreams," he thought.

He had fulfilled the top three goals any man wanted to achieve. Things couldn't get any better.

Conversely, Adrienne was not so chill. She ruined the mood and asked, "Your leg injury has not recovered yet. Can't you take a walk some other day? Why does it have to be today?"