My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1936

"My parents had lost their lives... How am I supposed to focus on living my own life before finding the murderer?" Adrienne argued.

Everyone wanted her to put the past behind her because they weren't in her position. They had no idea what kind of torment she had suffered in the past two years.

Adrienne wanted to live a relaxed and happy life, too. Yet, every time she closed her eyes and thought of the dismembered body parts that were scattered all over the ground, she would tell herself that she must ferret out the killer who murdered her parents, even if it meant that she had to give up her life for it.

"Adrienne, don't get too worked up," Zelson reminded.

"I'm not." Adrienne bit her lip and tried to control her emotions. "Mr. Zelson, even though you guys are hiding the clues you have at hand from me, I will still be able to find it out sooner or later. But please don't try to persuade me to move on anymore."

"Adrienne..." Just as Zelson was thinking of how he could persuade Adrienne, his assistant knocked on the office door and informed, "Dr. Jacob, the files are ready. Could you guys please go over and take a look at them now?"

Zelson patted Adrienne's shoulder. "Adrienne?"

Adrienne took a deep breath and assured, "I'm fine. Let's get back to work."

Zelson knew that she was fine because she had always been professional when it came to work.

Jefferson left the headquarters and went to meet Sierra after. Even though he arrived half an hour earlier than the appointed time, Sierra was already there, sipping on her tea.

Jefferson walked toward Sierra and sat opposite her. He glanced around, but did not see the person he was expecting. Thus, Jefferson asked, "Sierra, didn't Johan come to Chatterton Town with you? Where is he?"

When Sierra heard Johan's name, her eyes flickered. However, she immediately hid the uneasiness in her eyes and answered," "He has something else to attend to."

"Again?" The only update that Jefferson had ever gotten from Sierra regarding Johan was he was busy with work. Sierra claimed that they were doing well, but Jefferson rarely saw the two of them together. Jefferson was dissatisfied as he commented, "You both have been engaged for over two years now. Why haven't you scheduled the wedding yet? If a man truly loves a woman, wouldn't he want to marry her as soon as possible? Johan, on the other hand, is engaged to you, yet he never mentions the wedding. Moreover, I hardly see him around, he's even busier than the leader of the United Nations."

"Since when did you get the right to judge us?" Sierra poured a cup of tea for Jefferson and served it to him. "Drink up, and shut that mouth of yours."

"Sierra," Jefferson called out. "It's not that I want to meddle with your affairs but I just think that if a man truly loves a woman, he would want to be with her 24/7, just like Little Specky and I. However, it seems like things are different with Johan. Every time I ask you about him, you would always say that he was occupied with work. To be honest, I don't think he cares about you at all."

"Jefferson!" Sierra raised her voice and glared at him discontentedly as she scolded, "The reason I've asked you to meet me today is to ask you something. You'd better quit all this nonsense."

"Sierra, I'm just asking about him. It's fine if you don't feel like talking about him. Do you have to get all worked up?" Jefferson was taken aback by Sierra's sudden outburst.

"Was I?" Sierra realized that she might have overreacted a little, so she immediately changed the topic. "Be honest and tell me where did you go last night? Why was Adrienne so worried about you?"

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, Jefferson responded casually, "If you aren't going to be honest with me, I won't be honest with you either."

Sierra was so enraged by his words that she cursed at him, "You're asking for it, little brat."

"Hey, you're just three months older than me, don't call me that," Jefferson retorted. He refilled her cup and added, "Let's just enjoy our dinner and talk about something happy."

Sierra and Jefferson were of the same age. She was closer to Jefferson than she was to any of her sisters. They would talk about almost everything yet now, Jefferson was refusing to tell her what had happened the night before.

Sierra began to worry as she asked, "Who did you meet last night? Can't you even tell me that?"

Jefferson nodded.

Sierra was a reasonable person. Since Jefferson did not want to talk about it, she did not ask further. Instead, she immediately switched the subject to something happier. She teased, "Tell me, how did you get Adrienne to marry you? You two didn't even tell us that you got married. Aren't you afraid that Grandpa would kick your a*s?"

"Of course, I am. But I know that he can never bear to hit me," Jefferson answered with a smile.

Jefferson's grandfather, Maxwell Yard had three sons and a daughter, Britney, and each of them doted on her. Later, all his three sons gave birth to a daughter each and only Britney gave birth to a son. As the only male, Jefferson was naturally given special treatment.

The entire family, including his three cousins, protected Jefferson like a baby. It wasn't just Maxwell who couldn't bear to lay a finger on him. Not even his three cousins dared to do anything to him.

Of course, Jefferson's love life was also the center of attention in the family. The Yard family knew about Adrienne's existence, but no one had expected Jefferson to win her over so quickly.

When it came to this, Sierra's interest was piqued. "Seriously, how did you get Adrienne to marry you?"

Jefferson had a haughty expression on. After all, who else would she marry if not him? "Adrienne was brought up under my protection. She would have married me sooner or later. Since it is so, why would I have to think of a way to get her to do so?" Jefferson gloated.

Sierra reached out and flicked Jefferson on the forehead. "I have adored you since you were young but you can't even share a thing about your love life with me."

"Well, you aren't willing to tell me about you and Johan either," Jefferson rebuked. He had never concealed his feelings for Adrienne, but he had used a rather sketchy method to get Adrienne to marry him. Hence, he thought that it was best not to mention it.

At his mention of Johan again, Sierra paused, and her expression turned ugly. However, she tried to keep a smile on her face as she questioned, "Why are you talking about me again?"

"Sierra, your relationship with Johan is between the two of you and I have no right to intervene but you should always keep an eye out for yourself." Jefferson noticed that every time Johan was mentioned, Sierra would look uneasy. He was sure that there was something up between them. However, since Sierra refused to talk about it, there was nothing he could do. After all, the matter between them had to be dealt with by themselves.

Sierra was in a trance. "I know."

"By the way, why are you here in Chatterton Town all of a sudden? You didn't even inform me beforehand," Jefferson said as he tried to change the subject. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Sierra replied, "It's all because of you."

Because of me?" Jefferson was surprised as he pointed at himself.