My Husband, Warm The Bed

Among the villagers, Phoebe, who often took care of Adrienne, triumphed over everyone in their curiosity. Her neck was tired from all the craning when she finally saw Adrienne and a man approaching them.

However, they were still a little far away, so they could not see the man's appearance clearly. They could only see that the man was very tall. And judging from his figure, they could tell that he was a man worthy of Adrienne.

Phoebe couldn't wait anymore as she hurried to greet him. "Miss Carter, I slaughtered one of my chickens today for you. Here you go, it'll be a good source of protein."

She obviously came for Jefferson, but she acted as if she had just noticed his presence. "Miss Carter, this is?"

However, her acting skills could not catch up with her intention. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that she already knew who Jefferson was.

Adrienne did not expose her but smiled sheepishly and did not intend to answer. In any case, Jefferson would pick up the baton for her.

However, Jefferson did not. He stared at her, as if he was waiting for her to confirm his identity to the villagers.

It was impolite for her not to answer when asked, so Adrienne finally replied, "He's my husband."

Upon hearing Adrienne's admission of his identity, Jefferson was proud and pleased beyond words. He felt like he was on cloud nine.

"Oh, so you're Miss Carter's husband. Young fella, you are indeed handsome enough to be with her." Now that Phoebe had a reason, she planted her gaze on Jefferson and sized him up from head to toe. Not only did he have a great physique, his face was good looking, too.

Jefferson was pleased by Phoebe's compliment, so he shot a smile at her and said, "Yes, Madam, I am her husband. Thank you for your praise, and thank you for taking care of Adrienne all these while." Adrienne didn't join in the conversation.

Who knew what kind of show he's putting on again? She thought.

At that moment, the other villagers chimed in, "He's not bad at all. He's handsome and friendly too. He doesn't have the airs of a big city folk."

Adrienne widened her eyes in surprise.

She had never heard anyone describe Jefferson as friendly before. Even in front of their best friends, he always had the temper of a haughty big boss.

He never liked anyone, and he was always unreserved with his words.

It was obvious that he was faking it at that moment.

"All of you should really wait to get to know the real him before praising him. Otherwise you'll be eating your words one day," thought Adrienne.

Everyone surrounded Jefferson, and one by one they praised him. They pretty much used up every compliment in the book. Meanwhile, Adrienne had been left aside, without anyone paying any attention to her.

The villagers who had brought food over for Adrienne immediately stuffed them all in Jefferson's hands. "Welcome to our village, young man. If you need our help in the future, just let us know."

"Adrienne and I will be staying here for a while. I'm sure we'll be in need of your help in the future. Please accept my thanks in advance." At the mention of Adrienne, Jefferson turned his head and realized his wife was missing.

However, thanks to his tall stature, he could look

over the crowd. He scanned around and found that Adrienne had already entered the house and was about to close the door.

He quickly said, "Everyone, Adrienne is angry at me now. If I don't go back now, she definitely won't let me through the door tonight."

The villagers understood in an instant and consciously spread out, making way for him. "You'd better go to her quickly."

"Yes, yes, thanks guys..." Jefferson held onto all the things the villagers had given him and hurried to chase up to Adrienne. However, he was a step too late as Adrienne shut the door in his face. "Adrienne, open the door!"

Adrienne ignored him.

He added, "Adrienne, if you don't open the door, then don't blame me for what I'm going to do next."

Still turning a blind eye, Adrienne turned to the side to close the window tightly. Let's see how he planned to make her regret.

True enough, Adrienne was about to regret her actions.

He put everything down by the door and began to persuade her in a pitiful voice. "Honey, I know that you're mad because it took me so long to come here. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."

Adrienne was bewildered.

Was she angry because he took too long to find her?

However, she couldn't remember why she was angry at him anymore. Perhaps it was because Jefferson had deserted her earlier when he was surrounded by the villagers.

But she would not admit it.

Jefferson was still trying his best to explain. "I just made it clear to everyone that you'll be the one running the household from now on. If you ask me to jump, I'll only ask how high. I'll be the horse, and you'll be the coachman."

Adrienne listened to his cries.

She must be a fool if she actually believed him!

The other villagers who did not know what was going on were touched by Jefferson's pleas. They shouted, "Miss Carter, this young man is really a good guy. Please open the door and let him in. He's come all this way after all, at least let him in for a cup of coffee. Just think of how sad he must feel right now."

The group of people echoed, "That's right, Miss Carter. Just let him in first, then you two cam sit down and talk things through. You can't just keep him outside, it'll not bode well for your relationship."

"Thanks for your help, folks. But it's not Adrienne's fault. It's all my fault for not doing well enough," said Jefferson.

"It's not your fault, young man. It's normal for couples to get into a fight. You just need to explain yourself to Miss Carter."

This young man was tall, handsome, and virtually considerate. It was simply a blessing for anyone to marry him, wasn't it? The villagers thought.

Ever the shallow society, judging a book by its cover. They were all fooled by Jefferson's appearance.

Had Jefferson been an ugly man, they probably would not be reacting that way.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll definitely apologize to her. But the premise is that she has to open the door to let me in first."

Jefferson was making it seem like he had no place in the family, and that he was a pitiful Cinderella who Adrienne often bullied.

Under such circumstances, if Adrienne still refused to open the door, everyone would probably be afraid of her the next time they saw her, thinking that she was an unreasonable woman. Hence, Adrienne opened the door and looked at Jefferson in exasperation. However, Jefferson looked back at her with a complacent smile on his face, "How was it?"

Adrienne was so mad that she could feel a jabbing pain in her chest.

Jefferson turned back to the villagers who supported him earlier and said, "Thank you for your help today. I'll apologize to her after I get into the house. You guys may leave now."

"Miss Carter, the two of you should talk things out properly." After giving such advice, the villagers began to disperse.

As soon as everyone left, Adrienne gave him a hard look once again, hoping to scare him away. However, it was like he was glued to her body, she just could not get rid of him no matter how hard she tried. After entering the house, Jefferson's behaviors became even worse. He pulled her into his arms and tried to kiss her.

Adrienne pushed him away desperately and warned, "Jefferson, if you dare to try anything... If I can't make you leave, then I will walk out on my own."

"Okay, okay, I won't mess around. I'll listen to whatever you say." Although that was what he said, his mind was thinking otherwise. There would be plenty of time at night to fool around after all. He thought.