Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 452 Jared's Decision

Elias put his hands in the pockets of his white gown. "According to the cardiology department, probably

three years."

"Three years..." Jared tightened his clench of fists.

It had been shorted so much.

This heart was supposed to last as long as an ordinary one.

"Yes, three years. If you want to continue to live, you must find another suitable heart for you," Elias

said while showing three fingers.

Ben's eyes reddened. "How could it be possible? Mr. Farrell had special health status and blood type.

It's challenging to find him a heart. Or he wouldn't have searched for twenty-four years before. Finding

a suitable one in three years is just impossible."

"I can't do anything. If he can't find one, he'll have to wait for the death." Elias threw up his hands

casually.

Seeing that, Ben was furious. "Mind your language! You are a doctor. How can you ask your patient to

wait for the death?"

"Or what?" Elias looked at him indifferently. "I'm a doctor, but I'm not an organ manufacturer. Without

the heart, no doctor could save him. I'm just telling the truth."

"You!"

"Enough!" Jared rubbed between his eyebrows and snapped, "Ben, calm down. He's right. Without a

heart, no one can save me. All I can do is to wait for the death."

"I know. I just don't like his tone." Ben looked at Elias in anger while pointing at him.

Elias pushed up his glasses. "You should think about how to find a suitable heart for your boss instead

of blaming me for my heartless language. After all, your boss has only three years. He has to compete

against Death every day of the three years. Probably, you'll be lucky to find a heart. Then your boss

can live on. That's what I want to tell you. Please excuse me."

Then he was about to leave the ward.

Jared stopped him. "Wait!"

"Yes, Mr. Farrell?" Elias paused his pace, tilted his head, and glanced at Jared.

Jared pressed his thin lips tightly. "You can't spread the news about my heart problem. Or..."

Before he finished his words, Elias interrupted him. "No worries. I'm a doctor, so it's fundamental to

keep the patient's secret. Besides, I have no interest in spreading your news. Amber asked me about it,

but I didn't tell her, did I, Ben?"

Ben sneered.

It was because he stopped Elias that he didn't tell Amber.

"Amber?" Jared was taken aback. He hurriedly asked in an unconcealed anxious tone, "How's Amber

doing now?"

"Ask him. He knows it well." Elias raised his chin to point at Ben. Then he walked out of the ward.

Jared and Ben were left alone in the ward.

Ben looked into Jared's eyes with questions. He had to answer reluctantly, "She's fine. You've saved

her, so she's safe and sound. How could she not be OK?"

Jared could tell he was unhappy with Amber, frowning deeply. He said unhappily, "Are you blaming

Amber?"

Ben didn't hide his dislike to Amber. Hence, he immediately admitted it when Jared asked. "Right. I'm

blaming her now. Mr. Farrell, you've risked your life for her several times. Not to mention the previous

times, you only have three-year life left this time. How can I treat her nicely?"

Jared stared at him coldly. "You've been working for me for several years. I can tell you are blaming her

because you care about me. I'll forgive you this time. If you talk bad about Amber in my presence

again, you can't blame me for being rude to you."

"Mr. Farrell?" Ben widened his eyes, looking at him in disbelief.

Jared said coldly, "This matter had nothing to do with Amber. I took the initiative to rescue her. I also

jumped off the cliff myself. You can't push all the blames on her. Ben, since when have you become so

irrational?"

Ben parted his lips after hearing his words. He couldn't utter any word until a moment later. "I'm sorry,

Mr. Farrell..."

Jared raised his hand. "Forget it. That's all for this matter. You can't mention it again in the future. You

must treat Amber nicely. All right?"

"Yes, Mr. Farrell," Ben lowered his head to suppress his reluctance and answered.

Jared rubbed his temples and asked, "Where is Amber now?"

"She's fine, so she has left the hospital this morning. She should be at Goldstone now," Ben answered.

Jared hummed. "Good, she's fine. You can't tell her about my heart problem."

Although he jumped off the cliff himself, if Amber knew it, she would blame herself for dragging him into

trouble.

Hence, he didn't want her to know his heart problem.

"Don't worry, Mr. Farrell. I've never planned to let her know about it," Ben said.

He didn't want to tell Amber not because he feared Amber would blame herself and feel guilty.

He was afraid that Amber would tell Jared, and the latter couldn't bear the blow.

However, Jared had known it now and accepted that he would have only three-year life left.

Jared didn't know why Ben was unwilling to tell Amber about his heart.

For him, no matter what, Amber shouldn't know this matter.

"Also, don't tell Grandma, my mother, or Logan. I don't want to worry them," Jared said, leaning against

the bedhead.

Ben nodded. "I know, Mr. Farrell. I didn't tell them you had jumped off the cliff to save Ms. Reed. The

public also didn't know about it. I only told them you were on a business trip. Otherwise, the company

and the stock market would be in a mess. Your news would become the headlines online."

"Good job, Ben," Jared praised him.

Ben said bitterly, "Mr. Farrell, I'll definitely find you a heart. You'll survive."

Finding a suitable heart?

Jared smiled faintly. "For real? I believe in you."

Although he said so, they both knew the possibility to find him a suitable heart was almost zero.

Hence, Jared was comforting himself by saying that.

"How as Logan's competition?" Jared recalled something and asked.

Ben thought about it and answered, "Master Logan's U17 Tournament has ended. Our country had won

the entrance ticket to the world basketball championship. Now, he's in the first-round elimination

series."

"Hm." Jared nodded to mean he got it. Then he looked down and said flatly, "After the championship is

over, please help Logon quit the league and transfer him to an elite school."

"Mr. Farrell?" Ben's expression changed dramatically when hearing his words.

He wondered what Jared meant.

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Jared knew what Ben was shocked about. Pressing his lips, he changed the subjection. "All right, Ben.

Tell me. How did Amber and I manage to get back to Olkmore?"

"I took a group of men and found you two in a villager's house," Ben muffled. He knew Jared

deliberately changed the subject.

He had been sure that Jared indeed had the plan to train Logan.

He could understand but couldn't accept it.

He wondered if Jared had no faith to live on.

Although it was challenging to find the heart, there was always a miracle, wasn't there?

"A villager's house?" Jared looked confused.

How did they end up in a villager's house?

Weren't they in a cave?