My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Miss Carter, I'll study diligently, and I won't make my mother worry about me anymore."

Bennett nodded obediently, which made Adrienne feel that this little boy in front of her had grown up in an instant.

Whether it was an adult or a child, anyone would change, however slight after encountering something life changing. Some people became better, while some...

Adrienne shook her head and told herself not to think too much.

That person was already a matter of the past.

What mattered the most from now on was hers and Jefferson's baby.

After the drowning incident, Bennett became a lot more mature and restrained.

He listened attentively in class and was a lot less naughty than before.

It was a good thing of course, but Adrienne was worried that Bennett might have lost his playfulness as a child.

During class, she could not take special care of Bennett. It might cause more harm than good to him if he were to find out.

Adrienne's gaze swept over the children in the classroom and asked, "Dylan, will you answer my question? What is the answer to seven times three?"

Dylan stood up quickly, counted on his fingers, and replied, "Miss Carter, it's twenty four."

"That's incorrect." Adrienne said softly, "But that's fine. Let's try harder to memorize the multiplication table today, okay? You might get it wrong this time, but try to get it right the next time, yeah?" "Okay, Miss Carter." Dylan bobbed his head hard.

Dylan thought that Miss Carter was the best, for she had never scolded him even if he had answered her questions wrongly. In the past, he had to get spanked on the hand if he answered a question wrong. "You may be seated, Dylan." Adrienne looked over to Bennett. "Bennett, do you know the answer?"

Rising to his feet, Bennett recited the multiplication table inwardly and replied, "The answer is twenty one."

Adrienne smiled and said, "Yes, very good. The answer is twenty one. We must practice memorizing the multiplication table by heart. Once we master it, we'll be able to answer the questions in a heartbeat." Adrienne asked another two questions and selected a couple of the students to answer them. Everyone differed in their abilities, but she taught all of them patiently.

"Now, I'll take the lead, and we'll recite the multiplication table together." She started, "One times one is..."

As the class went on, a ball of crumpled paper flew in from the window and hit Adrienne on the head.

"Which naughty student is there? Show yourself." She set down the book and went to the window. "Kids, keep reciting."

Approaching the window, she was about to look out when Jefferson's tall and strong figure barged straight into her line of sight.

In that instant, Adrienne felt a lump in her throat. Her eyes swelled, close to the point of tears.

Unexpectedly, Jefferson suddenly said, "Hey, kids, what's the fun in reciting the multiplication table. Let's go, I'll take you guys to the mountains to catch wild boars."

Adrienne was at a loss for words.

She was so angry that she wanted to send him flying all the way back to Chatterton Town.

Staring at her angry expression, Jefferson grabbed onto the windowsill and hopped into the classroom nimbly.

Ignoring Adrienne's anger, he said to the children, "You kids, close your eyes. I need to hug Miss Carter for a while."

Despite their curiosity, they still, for no apparent reason, followed his instructions and clamped their eyes shut.

Adrienne was stunned.

"I've never seen them being so obedient in class, have I?" she thought.

Then, Jefferson pulled Adrienne into his embrace. But how could he be satisfied with a mere hug?

He lowered his head and engaged her in a passionate kiss.

Adrienne had the strength to resist at first. She was thumping her fist at him but he soon kissed her so hard that she could barely breathe. Hence, she had no choice but to let him do what he wanted.

After a long time, Jefferson finally let her go. "Little Specky, you've grown some balls, eh? How dare you make me take such a long time to find you?"

It turned out that he was full of longing for her. After the scene he had just stirred up in the classroom, Adrienne felt like her decision to sneak out and run away from home was absolutely the correct thing to do. "Has the cat got your tongue?" Jefferson lifted her chin and asked, "Do you think..."

Adrienne raised her foot and stomped down on his feet. "Jefferson, if you keep making a scene like this, believe it or not, I'll make sure that you'll never be able to find me again."

At that instant, Jefferson's face slackened.

With much effort, Adrienne gathered herself and said to him, "Please go out first. I have a class to teach now."

Running his gaze across the classroom, Jefferson saw that there was an empty seat in the back row. He strode over and said, "Miss Carter, I'm here to listen to your teachings too. By all means, please carry on with your class."

Adrienne was so galled that she gritted her teeth, but she was at his mercy. If she provoked him, he might take even more of a drastic measure. Giving him the cold shoulder, Adrienne continued her lecture. However, she had just been kissed by him, and now her body was filled with his scent. How could she ignore his existence and continue to teach her class?

"Everyone, keep reciting the multiplication table. I'll be back shortly." She looked at Jefferson and said, "You, come out with me."

"But I'm not familiar with the multiplication table. I want you to teach me personally, Miss Carter," said Jefferson, as he refused to move a muscle.

Adrienne looked at him in horror.

His shamefulness had no end indeed!

Forget it. She didn't want to be petty with him. After all, she knew how he was like.

Adrienne calmed herself and continued on with the class. Fortunately, Jefferson kept his mischief to himself, and the class ended smoothly.

Adrienne reminded the students to be careful on their way home before she gathered her books and left the classroom.

After having taken a few steps, Jefferson caught up with her and yanked her into his embrace once again. "I haven't even expressed my anger at you, how dare you get mad at me? Believe it or not, I'm this close to flinging you into the river to feed the fishes."

Even so, Adrienne continued to employ the silent treatment on him.

"Miss Carter, who is he? Why can he hug and kiss

you?"

A cluster of lively children trailing behind them, eyeing Jefferson with curious gazes, as if he was an alien.

Adrienne wanted to say that she didn't know him, but before she could speak, Jefferson interrupted, "Only Miss Carter's husband can hug and kiss her and I, of course, is her husband."

One of the children raised a question, "If you are Miss Carter's husband, why does she look so unhappy with you around? Are you sure that you aren't just some baddie who's trying to take her away?"

"You little fatty, watch what you say, or I'll throw you into a pond to feed the fishes," said Jefferson with a scary expression.

The child who was following behind immediately stepped back, covering his mouth with his hand.

He was afraid that if he were to say something again, this handsome yet terrifying man would really throw him into the pond to feed the fishes.

"Kids, don't be scared. He's all bark and no bite. He won't actually do anything to you guys." Adrienne comforted the children and scowled at Jefferson fiercely. "They are still young so don't scare them. They will take your words seriously."

That little idiot was finally talking to him.

Jefferson grinned and leaned his head on Adrienne's shoulder. "Okay, as you wish, Miss Carter."