My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1848

Freya was several years older than Adrienne, and she had always treated Adrienne like her own sister. Hence, Adrienne always felt very comfortable around her. She often called her and said what was exactly on her mind.

Freya said something over the phone and Adrienne nodded with a smile. "Okay, you can get ready first. We will reach in about half an hour."

After Adrienne hung up giddily, Jefferson reached out and poked her in the waist to attract her attention. "I didn't know my little idiot was such a greedy pig."

"Don't forget that Freya's best dishes are all your favorites too. I called her on your behalf." Adrienne looked back at him and then buckled her seat belt. "We're leaving. You'd better fasten your seat belt."

"I guess I should thank you for always thinking of me," said Jefferson as he obediently fastened his seat belt.

"No need to thank me!" Adrienne started the car and reminded him, "I am making it clear right now. No matter how they try to persuade you to drink, you are not allowed to touch any alcohol."

"Noted, Dr. Carter."

"Don't act so reluctant. I'm just thinking about your injury."

"Then I'll thank you for your concern, Dr. Carter."

"I'm not concerned about you. Rather, because of your injury, I had to take leave too. Since I haven't been to work, I wonder if they've found anything new about the dismembered corpse case yet..." Thinking of the case, Adrienne tensed up again. "You have to get better as soon as possible so that I can go back to work again."

Upon hearing this, Jefferson frowned and said, "Little idiot, are you that unwilling to spend time with me?"

Adrienne whispered, "Wouldn't you be bored if the two of us just stared at each other every day?"

"Not at all!" he thought.

He would never be bored if he stayed with her for the rest of his life.

But his reply said otherwise, "If I stay with you for too long, I think I might become dumber. So I guess it's better if I recover quickly so you won't be around me all the time."

Adrienne focused on driving and did not pay attention to him any longer.

Since it was peak hour, there was a traffic jam. Their usual half-hour journey took them an hour instead.

When Adrienne and Jefferson arrived, Bruce and Tommy had already been waiting for quite a while. Because Freddy was busy, the two of them waited for Jefferson and Adrienne by the entrance.

Just as Adrienne slowed down and was ready to park the car. Tommy and Bruce ran over and asked, "Adrienne, why did Jefferson let you drive today?"

It was only then that Jefferson unbuckled his seat belt lazily and sat up. "I usually drive her around. So what if she drives me for once? Do you two have any problem with that?"

"We didn't see you earlier, Jefferson. That's why we asked." Bruce and Tommy both had a strong survival instinct. As soon as Jefferson questioned them, they answered the exact same thing.

Adrienne parked the car and greeted them, "Tommy, Bruce, I'm so happy to see you two."

"Let's be honest, Adrienne." Tommy said, "We don't live that far away from you guys. If you really wanted to see us, you could have just given us a call and we would have rushed over in a heartbeat. But you only have eyes for Jefferson."

"Who only has eyes for him?" Adrienne glanced at Jefferson, who was glaring at her as if he was unsatisfied by her answer. She glared back at him and said, "Don't just stand there. Go in and sit down first."

Jefferson ignored her and strode into the restaurant.

Freddy reserved a private room for them and they knew exactly where to go. As soon as they sat down, Freddy and Freya came over. "The drinks are ready. We were just waiting for you guys to arrive," Freya said.

Adrienne stepped forward and gave Freya a big hug. "Freya, I just saw you recently, but why do I miss you so much?"

The other men shouted, "Adrienne, that's not fair. How come Freya gets a hug from you, but we don't?"

Freya rubbed Adrienne's head and replied with a smile, "Would you dare to hug her even if Adrienne wanted to?"

As soon as Freya finished speaking, everyone turned their eyes to Jefferson. He had already taken his seat, and his expression wasn't looking good. No one knew who he was angry with. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Adrienne rolled her eyes at him and said, "Look at his mean-mugging look. People are going to think I did something to him."

Freddy quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Don't just stand there, have a seat, everyone. I got you guys a vintage wine that I've been keeping for special occasions. Let's get drunk tonight."

Tommy and Bruce cheered happily. "Freddy, you really are a good friend for taking out such a good bottle of wine for us. We wish you and Freya a lifetime full of happiness."

Freddy giggled and said, "Thank you!"

Although the two of them were already living together and owned a farmhouse restaurant, they had yet to hold a wedding. So they always felt like something was missing. Since the day of their wedding was drawing close, Freddy was so excited he was oozing happiness.

"After your wedding, we'll be waiting for Jefferson and Adrienne's wedding next," Tommy said whilst looking over to Jefferson. As if he was waiting for Jefferson to praise him proudly. However, he met with an icy stare instead.

Did he say something wrong again?

Hadn't Jefferson been thinking about marrying Adrienne all this while?

Adrienne said, "Don't worry, Tommy. We'll definitely invite you to our wedding."

Tommy was confused.

Had he missed something?

Usually, Adrienne was the one who didn't like to bring up the topic. However, the couple's roles had completely switched this time around.

"Then after our wedding, we will wait for yours," Freya said, and pulled Adrienne to the side. "Adrienne, come with me, I want to speak with you alone."

"Tommy, you guys go ahead and start eating. But don't let Jeff drink, okay?" Then, Adrienne followed Freya out of the room. "Freya, what do you want to tell me?"

Freya stared at her for a while and said, "Tell me, Adrienne, how are things going on between you and Jefferson?"

Typically, whenever they brought up the topic of their marriage, Jefferson would be very happy. But earlier, his expression looked downright unpleasant. Freya could sensethat something wasn't right.