Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 455 Amber Cooked for Jared?

Praised, Amber got relieved and happy. "Thank you for your praise, Grandpa. By the way, what do you

call me for? Is your mission about to end?"

"No. Such a large-scale archaeological project always takes a year or so. We just cleaned up the

passageway to the main tomb and we are going to enter the main tomb tomorrow. Thus, I want you to

find an archaeological note in the study of my old house and send it to me."

"I see. When will you want it? Do you need it sooner?" Amber asked.

'Grandpa Reed's old house was in the countryside. It would take Amber three hours to drive there.

If Grandpa Reed needed the note right now, Amber would probably arrive in the evening if she set off

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"No. You can send it over this week. I'll text you the address later." Grandpa Reed chuckled.

Amber nodded. "Okay. Then I'll go to your house tomorrow."

After that, Amber and Grandpa Reed asked each other about what happened to each other recently for

a while before hanging up.

After putting down her phone, Amber saw that Jared was staring at her.

Amber subconsciously replied, "It's my Grandpa."

"I know." Jared nodded. "But you've never told me that you have a Grandpa."

Amber put her phone into her handbag. "My grandpa is an archaeologist. He's always in the wilds.

Plus, he's a low-profile person, so, not much to talk about."

Jared nodded. "What did he ask you to do?"

"Send him some archaeological materials." Amber did not hide anything from Jared.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Amber turned around and saw an unfamiliar doctor standing outside the door with a nurse.

"Mr. Farrell, it's check time!" The nurse looked at Jared and reminded him.

Jared knew that the doctor next to the nurse was from the Cardiology Department. Jared's eyes

darkened and he said to Amber, "Amber, you can wait outside."

Amber didn't think too much about it. In case she would affect the check, she nodded. "Well, it's getting

late. I should go and make some food for you. What do you want to eat?"

"Mr. Farrell can only eat light food!" Afraid that Jared would get worse due to inappropriate food, the

doctor hurriedly said.

Jared glanced at the doctor coldly.

The doctor looked at the nurse somewhat innocently, not knowing what he had done wrong.

The nurse rolled her eyes at the doctor.

She thought, "What a stupid man!

Mr. Farrell's eyes were even glowing when that lady asked what he wanted to eat.

But now, Mr. Farrell's eyes are cold after he heard what you said.

Mr. Farrell is angry now!"

Seeing this, Amber covered her lips and chuckled. "What about porridge with some light snacks?"

"Okay, as you wish." When Jared looked back at Amber, his eyes instantly turned soft.

He had wanted to eat the poached fish she made.

Jared remembered that it was the first meal Amber made for him =after they were married. It had a

strong aroma.

Nevertheless, back then, Jared was hypnotized and didn't recognize Amber, so, despite the strong

aroma, he didn't even take a bite of it.

And now, Jared especially wanted that dish.

What's more, he wished he could taste all the meals she had cooked in these three years. If so, he

would die with satisfaction.

However, Jared's wish was destroyed by this doctor.

What satisfied Jared was that Amber cooked the porridge for him. When he got better, he would be

allowed to eat whatever he wanted.

"Okay." Amber nodded, "Then I'm out. See you in the evening."

"Well, be careful on the road." Jared nodded.

Amber closed the door and left.

After Amber left, Jared looked at the doctor and said in a cold voice, "Let's begin."

Jared unbuttoned his hospital gown with one hand, revealing his strong chest.

The doctor took out his stethoscope, put it on, and began to give him a routine heart check.

The nurse, on the other hand, opened the record folder and took notes accordingly.

After the check, the doctor took off the gloves and said, "Mr. Farrell, your heart is in good condition, but

as time goes by, it will be overloaded, and you will start to feel weak. As your strength leaves you, you

will be out of breath, and you can even faint from strenuous exercise, fear, or stimulation."

"Get it." Jared closed his clothes and buttoned them back one by one. His tone was indifferent, as if he

was not the one who had a heart problem.

The doctor was a little surprised.

He wondered whether all rich people boasted such good mental health.

"Tell me honestly, is there a high probability of finding a heart for me?" After Jared buttoned up, he

stared at the doctor.

The doctor pondered for a few seconds and replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Farrell, I don't want to lie to you. To

be honest, the chance is slim. If your constitution and blood type are the same as ordinary people's, it's

easy for you to get a suitable heart. However, you have a special constitution, so you can get a suitable

heart from nobody but your blood relatives."

With that, the doctor secretly glanced at Jared's face, wanting to see if Jared was annoyed.

The next second, the doctor was frightened.

With a gloomy face, Jared was obviously irritated.

Jared stared at the doctor with cold eyes. "I don't want to hear this anymore."

Indeed, the hearts of Jared's blood relatives were the most perfect.

However, Georgia and Logan were Jared's only blood relatives.

Jared would never do anything harmful to them!

"Mr. Farrell, I won't say that anymore." The doctor knew he made a mistake and quickly apologized.

Jared waved his hand, "Get out."

"Yes." The doctor and the nurse looked at each other and left the ward respectfully.

As soon as they left, Ben walked in.

"Mr. Farrell, I have finished it. Those major airports will soon contact us." Ben walked into the ward with

a stack of documents to report.

Jared nodded.

Ben handed over the documents. "Mr. Farrell, these are all you need to sign. You can take a look at

them when you are available."

"Put them there." Jared pointed to the head of the bed.

Ben put the documents on it, took a look at the ward and didn't see Amber. Ben's eyes darkened as he

asked, "Mr. Farrell, does Miss Reed go home?"

"She went to make dinner for me." Jared's eyes instantly softened.

Ben widened his eyes in surprise, "Make dinner?"

"Yes." Jared nodded, "Are you surprised?"

"Of course." Ben didn't deny it, adjusted his glasses, and replied, "Miss Reed cooks dinner for you.

How strange!"