My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Hold our wedding?" Jefferson peeped at Adrienne, but there was no excitement of getting married or holding a wedding in her eyes. He could not help but raise his eyebrows and questioned, "Little Specky, are you sure?"

"Yes. Do you think I would joke about this?" Adrienne nodded and replied calmly.

Her calmness affirmed Jefferson's suspicions. He frowned even more and asked, "Tell me, why are you suddenly proposing this?"

If she was moved because of what he did earlier and changed her mind to marry him, he did not want it. He did not want her pity.

"We have obtained the marriage certificates. According to the law, we are already a legally wed couple. Shouldn't we have a wedding ceremony next?" Adrienne gave him an honest answer.

She did not think there was anything wrong with this idea, but it sounded like a huge joke to Jefferson. He said, "I'm sorry, but I don't want such a wedding."

"Then, what kind of wedding do you want?"

Adrienne couldn't understand what she had said to upset him. She looked at him sullenly and argued, "Do you not want people to know that we're husband and wife?"

As a matter of fact, this assumption was likely.

At present, only a handful of people knew about the fact that she was Jefferson's wife. Yet, someone had already attempted to kidnap her to threaten him. If they were to hold a ceremony and publicly announce their relationship, more people would learn about them.

Due to the unique nature of Jefferson's work, there was a chance that she might get kidnapped again and be used to terrorize him. That would simply mean that she would be troubling him every day. Perhaps, it was better not to publicize their relationship.

Thinking of this, Adrienne added thoughtfully, "If you have your own concerns, we don't need to hold a wedding ceremony. I won't mind."

"You might not mind, but I do," shouted Jefferson angrily. The next second, his wound reopened because of his overexerted force. He cried out in pain, "Idiot!"

Adrienne quickly pulled him to lay down and comforted him, "You are still injured, please don't get overly agitated. Whether you want to

hold a wedding or not, I will listen to you. It's up to you, okay?"

"You idiot!" Looking at her innocent expression, Jefferson knew that she was still unaware of what she had done to anger him. If anything, she was probably wondering why he was being so difficult to deal with "Yes, I am an idiot. If you say that I am one, then I must be one!" Now he was wounded, she decided to just go along with whatever he complained about. She was more benevolent, so she decided to let him win.

"Little Specky..."

"What?"

"I'm being serious. Answer my question honestly."

"Go ahead."

"Tell me, do you like me?"

"What..." Adrienne had never seriously considered this before. At the moment, she didn't know how she felt about him.

She knew she couldn't live without him. However, was it because she was used to his "bullying"? Or did she have some kind of affection toward him?

She truly couldn't figure it out, hence she responded truthfully, "I... I don't know."

After that, Adrienne instinctively stepped backward before Jefferson lost his temper. She nervously put some distance between them.

"You don't know whether you like me, yet you want to hold a wedding ceremony with me? Ask yourself this, what's the point of it then?" Suddenly, a wave of fatigue overcame Jefferson. It was probably because of the blood loss. He slowly shut his eyes and spoke, "I'm tired. I want to rest for a while. You can take another car."

"Oh, okay..." Adrienne replied immediately but she did not move. She quietly sat on the side of the single bunk bed and stared at his pale face with worry. She couldn't help but reach out to gently touch his face and her heart felt inexplicably sour.

Did she like him?

Did she not like him?

"If I don't have feelings for him, why did I feel upset after finding out that Eunice liked him?"

"Do I... have feelings for him?" Adrienne was very confused.

If she liked him, she would wish for his happiness. Since someone else liked him too, shouldn't she have been happy for him?

But when she learned that someone else

liked him, she felt upset instead.

All she knew was that she couldn't live without him. It was more like a habitual reliance on him, she supposed.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Adrienne scratched her head irritably and loosened her grip, only to find that Jefferson had opened his eyes and was staring at her. Adrienne felt rather embarrassed and asked sheepishly, "Aren't you going to rest?"

"I can't, not with you here." Jefferson's voice was hoarse and weak.

"Then, I will head out." As long as he could have a good rest, she wouldn't mind doing anything.

"It's even more difficult for me to sleep if you're not here."

"What do you want me to do then?"

"I want you to say that you like me, the way I like you." This was what Jefferson wanted to say, but he didn't want to push her any further. There was no point in forcing her to say something she hadn't realized, so he replied simply, "I'm thirsty. Go and get me a glass of hot water." "Okay." Adrienne immediately got up. There was a kettle on the shelf next to the car

compartment. Adrienne quickly took a disposable cup and poured some water into it. She took a small sip to test the temperature. The water was a little hot, thus she immediately blew on it. When the temperature was just right, she then brought the cup to his lips, saying, "The water is just warm. You can drink it."

Looking at the cautious look on her face, Jefferson's heart softened once again. "Feed me.

Adrienne did not hesitate at all. She used one hand to help him up and the other to lift the cup to his mouth carefully. "Drink slowly, be careful."

Jefferson took a small sip and commented, "It's not hot enough."

Adrienne quickly added some hot water for him and put the cup to his mouth again. "Here, this should be better."

He took another sip and sighed, "It's a little too hot now."

Hurriedly, Adrienne brought it to her mouth and blew on it. After that, she offered again, "How about now?"

Jefferson drank the water while he thought of other methods to "torture" Adrienne, but Adrienne did not complain. He guessed that the silly girl hadn't even realized he was

toying with her. After a while, he didn't feel like teasing her anymore and soon fell asleep.

However, before the car arrived at Chatterton Town, Jefferson suddenly exclaimed, "Little Specky!"

Adrienne had been sitting beside him. She looked over at Jefferson, who had broken out in a cold sweat. She hastily held his hand and comforted him, "I'm here. I'm right here. Don't be afraid."

He stared at her, and his fierce gaze gradually became gentle. Nonetheless, he still uttered overbearingly as usual, "Stay with me. You are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission."

At this moment, Adrienne did not have the mood to ponder about the meaning behind his words. Whether he meant for her to stay by his side for now or forever, only Jefferson himself knew what he really

meant.