My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1995

Eight months later.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Adrienne had given birth to a daughter, gathering the entire Yard family in Chatterton Town.

Everyone was in high spirits but Jefferson had a sour expression on, as if that was the worst day of his life.

Sierra found a moment and went over to Jefferson. "Hey, Jeff. Adrienne just gave birth but why do you have such a long face on? Did you want a son instead or something?"

Jefferson responded rudely, "It doesn't matter to me whether it's a boy or a girl. That little girl is our daughter, and I'll love her no matter what."

Sierra continued, "Why do you look so upset then?"

"Must I have a reason for that?" Well, he was angry at himself. Adrienne had almost lost her life in the labor room earlier, but he hadn't been able to offer any help.

Throughout Adrienne's pregnancy, Jefferson had done an enormous amount of research and found out that a C-section birth was relatively safer. Hence, he'd insisted that Adrienne undergo a cesarean operation instead.

On the other hand, Adrienne, that little idiot, with their obstetrician's approval, insisted on going for natural birth.

The two of them had been fighting over that matter for a few months but Adrienne refused to compromise and ended up making him watch her go through all that pain just to give birth to their child.

Sierra glared at him and said, "Don't you know that new mothers are vulnerable after childbirth? Aren't you afraid that she will misunderstand you if you keep having that expression on?"

"The truth is, I'm scared," said Jefferson with a sigh.

Sierra said, "You? Scared? Are you kidding me?"

"I used to think that I could do anything and I was confident I could protect the woman I love. But I felt so useless when she was in the labor room. There was nothing I could do to help her when she was in pain. It was said that a woman's constitution is weaker than a man, but why did God make it so that women are the one to bear children and not men?" asked Jefferson.

Sierra did not expect Jefferson to say something like that. Gratified, she said, "Hey, who knows?

Maybe after a few decades, men will be able to carry babies instead of women."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm going to see my babies." Jefferson prepared some baby formula and brought it to the room. His sullen expression turned gentle as soon as he entered the room. "Little Specky, are you feeling better now?"

"You took such good care of me, of course I'm feeling much better." Before going into labor, Adrienne was worried that Jefferson wouldn't know how to take care of a baby. If so, she would have to bear the burden of taking care of a child all by herself.

Unexpectedly, not only did Jefferson take care of her well, he even took superb care of their baby. Arguably, better than she did.

Initially, they had hired a nanny, and Britney had also volunteered to help take care of the baby. However, Jefferson insisted on doing all those on his own. Not only did he take care of Adrienne, he did everything else on his own too, including changing the baby's diapers and feeding the baby.

"It's time to feed her. You should get some more sleep while I feed her," urged Jefferson as he cradled the child in his arms and fed her milk, carefully and considerately.

Never needed to take care of their daughter, all Adrienne could do every day ever since giving birth was eat and sleep. So how could she possibly fall right back to sleep then?

She gazed up at Jefferson, and then back down at the baby in his arms. A veritable warmth swept over her heart.

In fact, Adrienne had lived feeling like a sinner ever since what had happened with her father. She had never even thought that she would be able to lead such a simple, peaceful and happy life.

Jefferson had always been by her side; he had helped her get through those difficult times.

"Jeff..." She whispered to him, and he immediately looked up at her, his face unable to conceal his concern. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Adrienne grabbed her daughter's hand with one hand and Jefferson's hand in the other. "Jeff, have I ever told you that I love you?"

"No," Jefferson replied. After a short pause, he finally realized what Adrienne had just said, "Little Specky, what did you just say?"

"I said I love you." Adrienne flashed him a mischievous smile.

"I got you. Now, go to sleep, and don't say anything more." That d*mned woman. Why would she say something like that at a time like this? Didn't she know how tempting she sounded?

If it weren't for the fact that she had just had a baby, he would definitely make sure she would not be able to get out of bed for the next few days. Jefferson's tone was harsh as usual, but that was the Jefferson she knew. Although he was a little fierce when he spoke, he was undoubtedly a thoughtful husband.

She had been too slow to realize how she truly felt for him back then but she eventually came to realize that he had already invaded every corner of her life.

She was accustomed to his existence, and she felt like it was natural for her to rely on him and trust him. It was only recently that she had understood that that was what love was all about.

It seemed like she would never be able to part from him in this lifetime. She thought.

Standing outside the door, Sierra was delighted to hear the conversation between the two.

People often said that young love could not stand the test of time as people changed once they grew up.

However, Jefferson and Adrienne showed with their actions that it was possible. They had proven to everyone that their incandescent love could last for the rest of their life.

However, where was the man who Sierra could be with for the rest of her life?

At that thought, Sierra could hear her phone buzzing. She took out her cell phone and saw that Johan had sent her a text message.

He said that he was downstairs, and that he hoped that she could go out on a date with him.

Sierra had no idea which screw was loose with Johan. He was the one who had contacted her to get the divorce done on the day after they had returned from the airport.

Just as she thought that they no longer had anything to do with each other, Johan started to spring up in places she was at from time to time and claimed that it was just a mere 'coincidence'.

It seemed like he was using all her old tactics back on her by coming all the way to Chatterton Town for her.

Sierra didn't want to pay him any mind so she didn't reply to his messages.

After a while, another message came in. "I'm at the door."

Sierra thought that Johan might actually sashay straight into the house if she were to ignore him again. She didn't want him to bother her family, so she had no choice but to meet him.

Sierra opened the door and as expected, she saw Johan standing there. Looking at her, he raised a smile and said, "Miss Sierra, could you please do me the honor of treating you to a meal?"

Sierra was obviously irritated by his

ridiculous behaviors. She finally understood how he used to feel when she pestered him back then. She questioned in annoyance, "Johan, don't you need to work? When did you become so free?"

"I've lost too much because of work, including the woman I love so I'm going to win her back this time. Do you think can still do that?" Johan looked at Sierra with affection in his eyes. That look was exactly the look he had back in their university days.

Even so, Sierra didn't dare to take that leap of faith. She had just been unshackled, so she didn't want to get caught up all over again. "Johan, once

the ship has sailed, it can never dock again."

"But I feel like even though I've

missed it can still find it again as

long as I turn back in time." He knew that he had scarred her beyond repair in the past, so it would be difficult for her to trust him again.

However, he still had a lifetime to win her back.