My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) novel Chapter 1953

Only a few simple sentences were scribbled on the note.

"Jefferson, there are some things I can't figure out at the moment so I'm going to a place to think things through quietly. Please give me some time, and don't look for me. I'll be back once I figure everything out. Also, please be assured that I can take care of myself, so don't worry about me. I'm so sorry that this whole thing with Sheridan has made you worry for me!"

"Adrienne, you're itching for a beating, aren't you?!" As soon as he realized that Adrienne had run away from home, Jefferson was furious. He immediately called Adrienne on the phone, but the next second, he could hear the ringtone of Adrienne's phone ringing in the bedroom.

D*mn it!

He pulled the bedside drawer, and as expected, Adrienne's mobile phone was lying inside. There were several unread messages. Jefferson tapped on the messages and noticed that Adrienne had just withdrawn some cash from the bank.

If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have

taken her salary away from her.

Jefferson roared angrily, "Adrienne, you're all grown up, huh? You even dare to hide from me now. I'm warning you, even if you run to the end of the world, I'll be able to find you and bring you home."

Jefferson immediately rang Harold to ask for his help. "Harold, Adrienne has run away. Alert all the relevant departments immediately and make sure she is held up within the country."

Though he was calling for a favor, his attitude didn't come across that way at all. After saying what he had to say, Jefferson hung up the phone.

Right after that, Freya's call came in. He answered the phone. "Freya, what's the matter?"

Freya said, "Jefferson, I just received a letter from Adrienne. She said that she was too ashamed to see me and that she hopes that I can forgive her for being a coward. She even said that she'll apologize to me in person when she's ready. Did something happen to her?"

Jefferson replied, "That coward ran away from home."

Freya was at a loss for words.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to keep her in Chatterton Town. She won't be able to go anywhere else," said Jefferson.

Freya continued, "Jefferson, I can't get in touch with her at the moment. If you find her, you must tell her that I've never blamed her for anything. She's also a victim in this matter. Please tell her not to do anything to hurt herself."

"She's just a little idiot who's shouldering all the responsibilities for other people's wrongdoings. For all I care, she could just become a nun at a church, the kind who wants to save the entire world by herself." Jefferson's blood was boiling, so much so that he could not hold back his tongue.

"Her father, who she loved the most, was found to be an infamous criminal. I don't think there would be anyone who could accept that so quickly." Freya did not agree with him. Nonetheless, she knew how Jefferson was. He could be criticizing and teasing Adrienne all day long, but he would never allow anyone else to utter a thing bad about her.

"You should go and get some rest first, Freya. Well meet up again after I find Adrienne," said Jefferson.

"Okay, don't worry yourself over my matter. Adrienne's whereabouts is your priority now."

"Yeah, I know." Jefferson hung up the phone and went out with only his cell phone in his hand.

He went straight to the headquarters to look for Harold. He planned to drive to Adrienne and haul her back home once he was able to locate her location.

However, Adrienne was much better at hiding than he thought. There were countless surveillance cameras throughout the streets of Chatterton Town, yet none of them caught a glimpse of Adrienne. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.

You left without a word, and you even asked me not to look for you or worry about you. If I could do those things, I..."

At that thought, Jefferson smiled, but his face was riddled with sorrow. Everything about her had long been integrated into his life and his entire being. He could not leave her alone in this life, nor could he not worry about her.

No matter what it took, he had to find her, and he had to bring her back to his side.

Sierra held the marriage certificate in her hand tightly as she walked out of the civil registry. Even though Johan was by her side and the marriage certificate was in her hand, she still found it incredulous that the two of them were married.

When he promised to marry her, she thought that it was just a ruse to bide his time. She didn't expect that when she returned to the capital, he would actually show up at the Civil Bureau and marry her.

Sierra pinched herself hard. It hurt, signifying that it was not just a dream.

It was only then did she wave the marriage certificate in her hand excitedly and said, "Johan, we're now a legally wedded couple. You're my husband, and I'm your wife."

Johan did not respond nor did he bother to bat an eye on her. Instead, he turned his head to look at the traffic on the road.

Johan's attitude did not annoy Sierra; if anything, it made the smile on her face even brighter and warmer like the sunshine. However, Johan dared not face her dazzling expression, lest it pricked his eyes.

She then said, "I know you don't love me, and you have a woman you love. I also know that the person you have always wanted to marry is her. But all of that doesn't matter to me because the person you ended up marrying is me, Sierra Yard."

Sierra didn't know which part of her speech had caught his attention, but Johan turned to look at her. So frigid was his gaze that it chilled her. Then quickly, he retracted his gaze and strode away.