My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1832

Adrienne asked further, "She's involved in drug trafficking. Who knows how many families she has ruined? Do you still think she's a good person?"

"I don't know how many families were destroyed because of her, and I don't want to know. All I know is she saved my life. If it weren't for her, I would have died long ago. I am willing to do anything for her, even if she wants me to give up my life for her."

Hearing what Weldon said, Adrienne couldn't find any words to refute him. After all, she wasn't him in his shoes. She didn't know what he had experienced before this, so she was not qualified to judge him from her moral high horse. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After pondering for a while, Adrienne spoke again, "Weldon, I know that I can't get any information out of you. That's not why I came. I just wanted to thank you for saving me.

Weldon replied coldly, "If I hadn't kidnapped you, Uriah and the others would not even have had the chance to get close to you. You don't need to thank me."

Adrienne spoke again, "In order to thank you, I will tell you something else. Even if you keep your mouth shut and say nothing, you will soon be able to meet Miss Ninetina whom you have been protecting."

"What do you mean?" Agitated, Weldon suddenly shot to his feet. He pointed at Adrienne and yelled, "Did Jefferson do something to her? Did he?"

Adrienne calmly replied, "Drug trafficking is against the law. From the day you chose to do this business, you should have known that you will be arrested and punished by the law sooner or later."

Weldon shouted, "You're talking nonsense. What right do you have to arrest Miss Ninetina? She's never been involved in drug trafficking."

Adrienne chuckled. "Uriah and the others are involved in murder and drug trafficking. She is their boss. I don't believe that she isn't involved, and I'm sure you don't believe it yourself either."

"Miss Ninetina is working for Stephen. That's why Uriah and the others listen to her. Stephen would never let Miss Ninetina take part in the drug business. What makes you think you can arrest her?"

Adrienne responded, "We'll find out from the

evidence if she dealt with drugs, not from you."

Weldon didn't argue with Adrienne anymore. He sat back on the ground and murmured to himself, "Miss Ninetina has Stephen supporting her. He will definitely protect Miss Ninetina. No one can hurt her, including Jefferson. Yes, no one can hurt Miss Ninetina."

"Stephen? Who is Stephen?" Adrienne did not know who the man Weldon mentioned was, but she knew that Stephen must be someone who was more powerful than Miss Ninetina. Maybe he was the mastermind that Jefferson had been looking for.

Weldon realized that he had talked too much, so he stopped. Adrienne wanted to inquire more, but Jefferson knocked on the door and rushed in. He stared at Adrienne with a gloomy face and growled, "Why are you meddling in my business again?"

Adrienne was a little stunned by his roar, and she was dragged out of the detention room before she could react. He added, "Little idiot, you are just a forensic examiner. You just need to do your job. The narcotics team will deal with drug dealers. You don't need to interfere."

"I..." Adrienne wanted to explain, but before she could, Jefferson interrupted her again.

"Little idiot, listen to me carefully. You are not allowed to interfere in my affairs anymore. There will not be a next time!"

It was obvious how dangerous the drug world was. Previously, he had never planned to let Adrienne find out what he was doing, but this girl was not as stupid as he had thought. She had still found out in the end.

Then, he had been thinking of a way to make her stay away from his work. The further she stayed away from him, the safer she would be. However, this little idiot had insisted on inserting herself into his business. Was she not fearful for her life at all?

"Do you think that I want to meddle in your business?" Adrienne roared back at him angrily. "Don't meddle in my business either then! I wouldn't have the mood to care about your stuff too."

"I..." Jefferson was stunned.

"Cut the cr*p. I'm telling you clearly now. If you want to meddle in my business, I'm also going to meddle in yours. If you're so dumb that you're willing to take a bullet for me, who knows how far I might be willing to go for you too."

Jefferson's face darkened at once, "Little idiot..."

Adrienne, however, calmly told him, "Unless

you tell me that you don't like me and my affairs have nothing to do with you, then I will no longer ask you about it. If that happens, then your life and death will have nothing to do with me."

She had grown up and was no longer the little girl who only knew how to rely on him. She knew what she was doing.

She also knew that Jefferson didn't want her involved because he wanted to protect her. So why couldn't he understand that she was trying to protect him as well?

A relationship should go both ways.

If it were always one side that gave, then the relationship would not last.

Unfortunately, Jefferson wasn't one to back down. He argued, "I'll take care of your business, but you're not allowed to take care of mine."

"Then let's get a divorce!" Adrienne blurted.

"Little idiot, do you know what you're saying?"

"I said, let's get a divorce."

"I swear I'll cut off your tongue."

"Do it if you dare. If not, I'll keep asking you for a divorce." "You're really testing me."

Although his words were fierce, there was no

way Jefferson would do anything to hurt her, not even if he was forced to.

"Do you understand how I feel now?"

"How do you feel?" asked Jefferson.

"When I heard you say that you don't want me to meddle in your affairs, it's the same as you hearing me say that I want to divorce you. Now, think about it again and you'll know why I did this."

"I won't divorce you."

"Then, give up on the idea of me not caring about your business."

Jefferson truly didn't know how to argue against her.

Adrienne reminded him once more, "There's also what I told you last night. I'll give you two days to think about it. After two days, if you haven't made a decision, I will decide for us."

"What did you tell me?"

"Do you really not remember what I mentioned to you last night??"

Jefferson answered matter-of-factly, "I was injured, how can I possibly remember that much?"

"It's about our wedding ceremony."

As soon as Adrienne mentioned it, Jefferson recalled it immediately. He scoffed, "I already

told you that I don't want a wedding like that." "Then what kind of wedding do you want?" Adrienne raised her voice and pressed on. But she did not want to pressurize him. She didn't want it to seem like she was forcing him, so she softened her tone and said, "What kind of wedding do you want? Please tell me what you want. If I can, I'll do my best to meet your expectations."