My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) novel Chapter 1723

Jefferson turned around, grabbed Adrienne's chin, and said, "Adrienne, listen carefully. If you dare to let your attention wander when you're around me again, I'll be sure to kill you."

Adrienne was stunned.

Surely enough, Jefferson has gone mad!

Could he ever act like a normal person? Adrienne wondered.

It didn't seem like that day would ever come.

Seeing that Adrienne did not answer, Jefferson raised his eyebrows impatiently and said, "Did you hear me?"

"B*stard, should I stop doing something just because you asked me to? Who do you think you are? As if bullying me when we were younger wasn't enough. Even now, you want to marry me and continue all your dirty tricks." Adrienne really wanted to stand up for herself and refute him. But when she saw how fierce he was looking, all the courage she had managed to gather instantly vanished. She had no choice but to shrink back her neck and answer obediently, "Yes, Sir!"

"Adrienne..." He patted her head and said,

"Look at you, you're a good-for-nothing!"

What did Jefferson mean by a good- for-nothing?

She was, after all, a professional forensic doctor. How could he, a dishonest playboy, have the place to speak to her like that?

Even if he wasn't ashamed, she felt embarrassed for him!

Of course, Adrienne only dared to think this in her heart; she absolutely did not have the courage to say it out loud.

She continued playing her role of a good wife. "I'll be off to work then, Mr. Jefferson."

Jefferson nodded. "Come home early after work. I'd like some meat for dinner."

Meat?

What kind of dirty things was this vile, terrifying man thinking of?

Adrienne really wanted to turn back and point at his nose, shouting, "Mr. Jefferson, there is a pig farm right off the coast of South City. If you want meat, feel free to head over there and enjoy yourself."

However, she still did not have the guts!

Adrienne had been oppressed by him for 22 years. Being his slave was already integrated into her bones. She was used to being bullied by him. She did not dare to resist him, let alone have the courage to face the consequences of provoking him.

Therefore, she gave up. Pretending that she heard nothing, she hurried to the crime scene.

Looking at Adrienne running away as if she was running for his life, Jefferson raised his eyebrows and said, "Stupid woman, I am not a monster that eats humans. Where is she rushing off to? If she runs off again, I'll impair her legs."

Although he was busy scolding her, he did not forget about what he wanted to do. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number. When the call was connected, a slightly old male voice came from the other end, "What’s the matter?"

Jefferson tapped on his phone screen and moved his seat backward. He lifted his feet and put them on the steering wheel. "Adrienne is working under your bureau. Take good care of her. If anyone harms so much as a hair on her head, you guys will face the wrath of the Hefner family."

He didn't care whether or not the other party had heard him and he directly hung up. He swore again, "Stupid woman, why would you go be a forensic doctor when you're so dumb? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up? I'm just helping you out because I'm bored and have nothing better to do."

She pressed gently on the victim's chest and added, "There are many knife wounds on the chest and abdomen of the victim. Right now, we can't tell yet if they were made before or after the victim's death. Her head has been severed and taken away, so we will not be able to use her face to contact her family. In order to know the time of death as well as the victim's age, we will need to bring the body back with us to run some tests to find out."

Quill asked, "When will the report be out?"

"It depends."

Quill looked at Zelson and wanted to get a specific time from him. "Zelson, the media have been recklessly harping on this case, which caused a great sensation. Our superior has only given us three days to solve the case. We're short on time. I'll have to urge you to confirm the victim's identity as soon as you can for me."

"Yes, we will do our job," replied Zelson coldly.

Adrienne said, "Sergeant Scott, don't worry. We will give you the report as soon as possible."

Quill patted her shoulder with a smile and said, "Adrienne, you really are my precious girl."

Adrienne smiled awkwardly and replied, "It's just business. Sergeant Scott, you don't have to be so polite."

After checking the scene, Zelson looked over and said, "Sergeant Scott, ask your men to move quickly. I will give you the report latest by tonight."

Zelson's words were very normal, but when Quill heard them, he had a feeling that Zelson was angry. Quill wondered, "Have I offended Dr. Cool?"

Nevertheless, what was the point of thinking so much about it?

It was fine as long as he could get the autopsy report by night.