My Husband, Warm The Bed

Hodge said, "You're a grown man. Do you still need an old man like me to teach you what to do?"

Jefferson finally understood now. Hodge didn't blame him at all. If anything, he was frustrated at how slow Jefferson was at giving him great-grandchildren. "Hodge, don't worry. I will try my best to fulfill your dream of having great-grandchildren as soon as possible."

"Alright, we're done here. You can leave now. Let me have a few words alone with your mother." Hodge waved his hand to dismiss Jefferson. Then he looked at Britney and said with a smile, "If I hadn't done this, would I have been able to get you to show up here, Mrs. Hefner?"

Britney finally understood the situation, too. Hodge had asked her to come, not to criticize her, but for other purposes. At this thought, the smile on her face relaxed. "Hodge, you're right. I should have come to visit t you earlier, but I didn't. It was all my fault. I'm sorry."

"Whether you come to visit me is not the main point. What's important is the children. They aren't in a hurry, so we have to do the planning forthem."

Britney was intelligent, and she immediately understood what he was implying. She replied, "You're right. They have already signed the papers, but they have yet to hold an official ceremony. They might not be in a hurry to plan a wedding since they are young, hence as their elders, we should take charge."

Hodge then asked, "So, you're in favor of them being together?"

Britney answered with certainty, "Of course! Adrienne is a good kid. I've been looking forward to my rascal of a son marrying her for a long time. It's his blessing to be able to marry such a wonderful girl like her."

Hearing her praise, Hodge instantly warmed up to her and smiled widely. He said, "Mrs. Hefner, you're my in- law now. Let's put the past behind us and discuss the children's marriage. As you know, they have been married for quite a while. Since your side of the family didn't take up the initiative to host a ceremony, I had to take matters into my own hands."

Britney replied apologetically, "It was my fault for overlooking this matter."

"It's not just your fault, but mine, too. Adrienne is my only granddaughter after all. She is lucky to be able to marry Jefferson, but I can't let her marry him so simply. I want him to proudly take her as his wife." Britney explained, "To be honest, I have long hoped that they would hold a wedding. But you know how the younger generations are nowadays. They want the freedom to love, and they don't want us elders intervening. I was worried that if I intervened too much, Adrienne would feel uncomfortable, so I tried to stay out of it. It wasn't because I didn't care for anything like that."

"I understand your concerns. I feel the same way, I don't want the children to feel like I'm being too controlling either." Hodge sighed. "But my health is deteriorating rapidly. If I don't intervene now, I may not get the chance to witness Adrienne claim her happiness."

Britney comforted him by saying, "Hodge, don't say that. You're very healthy. We still have to help them look after their children in the future."

"As much as I want that, I know my body well." Usually, he'd never say such desponding words in front of Adrienne because he didn't want her to worry. Nevertheless, it was a reality that his health was worsening. "Britney, I have something to ask of you. I hope you can do me a favor."

Britney clutched his hand in hers, prompting,

"Go ahead. I'll try my best."

"After Adrienne marries into your family, I hope that you can treat her as your own. Her parents were murdered when she was only a child, and their death remains a mystery to this day. I am worried that she will not be able to withstand the blow once I leave." This request was a bit excessive, but Hodge could not think of anyone else to ask except Britney. He had no choice but to lower his dignity.

"Hodge, I have always treated her as my daughter. You don't have to worry." Even if Hodge hadn't brought this up, Britney had planned to do so in the first place. After all, she had done so during all these years.

"Only because it's you and Jefferson, I trust you both enough to leave Adrienne under your care. It's just that I'm getting older, so I wanted to remind you." Their two families had known each other for so long, and he knew very clearly what the Hefner family was like, as well as how they treated Adrienne.

"I'm glad you trust us. I won't let you down." After that, Britney voiced her curiosity, "I don't understand something, though. Why did you trust Jefferson after only a few words?"

"I believe in anything he says." Hodge moved and changed into a more comfortable sitting position before he continued, "Jefferson may be arrogant, he may curse and hit people, but he would never lie. Since he said that he hadn't done anything, I believe him. His honesty is one of his best qualities, and it's also the reason I trust him with Adrienne."

"Hodge, thank you for trusting him!" Britney suddenly felt a little ashamed. As his mother, she had believed the rumor about Jefferson's despicable doing. In contrast, Hodge had held such strong faith in Jefferson.

She couldn't help but feel like a failure of a mother.

Outside the ward.

Adrienne had bought some desserts and went back to the hospital. She walked in to see Jefferson standing outside with his ear pressed up against the door. She stepped forward and pinched his ear. "What are you doing?"

"It hurts! Be gentle!" Jefferson quickly removed her hand and glared at her. Then he said, "I'm eavesdropping, duh."

"You're doing it out in the open? Have some shame, won't you, Mr. Hefner!" Adrienne didn't need to think to know that he had been kicked out by the elders. She followed suit and leaned against the wall. "Why did Madam Yard come to visit my grandpa so suddenly?

What's going on? Why can't I know about it?"

"Other than talking about the two of us, what else could they be talking about?" Jefferson stretched his hand and rubbed Adrienne's head, sighing, "How did I marry such a little idiot?"

Adrienne pouted and said, "Since it is about us, why can't I listen to it?"

"Because it's useless for you to listen, anyway."

"Hey, you were kicked out too." Adrienne looked down and added, "You haven't changed your wound dressing since this morning. Let's find a seat so I can redress it for you." "What if my Queen comes out right after we leave? How are you going to explain it to her then?" asked Jefferson.

"Oh, then let's wait for a little longer."

Jefferson poked her forehead. "That's why I said you're a little idiot."