Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 457 Feed Jared with Porridge

Amber rolled her eyes at Cole, "I can cook for you later, but the porridge is not for you."

Cole pouted. "Well, Jared saved you, so I won't compete with him for this."

"I'm glad you can think so." Amber smiled. "Take a seat, and I'll cook some food for you. It won't take

long."

"Okay." Cole nodded and walked towards the sofa.

Amber put on her apron and went back to the kitchen.

Soon, the meal was ready. Both Amber and Cole sat at the table.

Cole picked up his fork and suddenly asked, "By the way, babe, I saw the suitcase you put next to the

coffee table. Are you going out?"

"I'm going back to my grandpa's old house," Amber swallowed the food in her mouth and replied.

Cole looked at Amber in confusion. "Why are you back there?"

"To fetch something for my grandpa."

"Well, then I'll go with you," Cole took the fork, put it in the bowl, and said.

Amber squinted at him, "What are you going there for?"

"I can drive you there. Your back is injured, so you can't go there yourself. You will get a sore pain in

your back. I won't be relieved unless I accompany you there," Cole said with a smile.

Hearing this, Amber tried to touch her back.

When she touched it, it hurt very much.

Amber couldn't drive for a long time. Otherwise, her lower back will hurt.

The driver just asked for leave today because tomorrow was the birthday of his daughter.

Therefore, Amber did need a company that could drive.

"Well, see you at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Amber served herself a bowl of soup.

Cole nodded at once. "Okay, then it's a deal. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Amber nodded.

After dinner, Amber and Cole went out.

After they got to Kelsington Bay, Cole offered to give Amber a ride to the hospital but was rejected.

It took only 40 minutes to drive from Kelsington Bay to Primary Medical Center, so Amber could

manage it herself.

Cole had no choice but to agree with a shrug.

When Amber opened the car door and was about to get into it, Cole stopped her, "Honey!"

"What's up?" Amber held the car door and looked at him suspiciously.

Cole said with a serious face, "When taking care of Jared, be careful not to be taken advantage of."

Amber sighed. "What are you thinking about? He won't do that."

"Honey, you must take it seriously. Jared doesn't give up remarrying you, and now he just saved you,

so you owe him a favor. He may well take the opportunity to ask you to do something that you can't This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

refuse."

Hearing Cole's words, Amber frowned.

But soon, she stopped frowning with a smile. "He won't. I knew him well."

Jared had helped Amber a lot. He lent her more than one billion bank loans, provided her with a lot of

company cooperation, and so on.

Hence, Jared could force Amber to do anything at any time.

However, Jared had never done this before, so Amber believed that Jared was not such a despicable

man.

Seeing Amber's look, Cole sighed. "Well, you won't listen to what I say now. In short, you must be

careful. You can call me when you are in danger, and I'll rush over immediately."

"Okay." Amber nodded in agreement.

Then, she waved goodbye to Cole, got in the car, and left.

Forty minutes later, Amber reached Jared's ward.

The door was closed. According to the noise inside, Jared should be talking with someone on the

phone.

Amber raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps came from the door.

The next second, the door opened, and Amer saw a middle-aged woman in a caregiver uniform. She

smiled politely at Amber. "Hello, Miss, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm here to see Mr. Farrell and bring him the dinner." Amber showed the lunchbox in her hand to the

caregiver.

The caregiver understood right away. "You must be Miss Reed."

"You know me?" Amber was surprised.

The nurse nodded with a smile. "When I took care of Mr. Farrell, he told me that I must open the door

for a miss who brought food for him."

"I see." Amber understood now.

It turned out that Jared had mentioned this to the caregiver.

"Miss Reed, please come in quickly. Mr. Farrell has been waiting for you for a long time." The caregiver

made way for Amber at once.

Amber raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yes, ten minutes ago, Mr. Farrell asked me to go to the balcony to see if there was a pretty girl with a

lunch box coming over," the caregiver replied.

Amber smiled. "I see. Thank you."

Jared must be very hungry.

After all, it was almost eight o'clock now, so it was a little late.

Amber walked into the ward with the lunchbox.

Jared leaned against the head of the bed, eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

But Amber knew that he must be awake. She had heard him talking on the phone just now.

Amber walked over, put the lunchbox on the bedside table, and said, "Mr. Farrell."

Hearing her voice, Jared opened his eyes abruptly and fixed his deep eyes on her. "Here you are."

"Yes." Amber nodded, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. I cooked the porridge and some light-flavored

cakes for you. Do you like them?"

After that, she opened the box and get a bowl of porridge for Jared.

Jared looked at Amber, and his eyes softened. "I like whatever you cooked for me."

Amber paused for a moment. But quickly, she continued to serve Jared porridge as if she didn't hear

anything.

Then, she said, "Be careful. It's a little hot."

Jared sat up with one hand and then took the bowl. "Thank you."

However, when Jared took the bowl, both Jared and Amber realized that his left hand couldn't move, so

he couldn't eat the porridge himself.

After all, Jared couldn't do anything when he held the bowl with his right hand.

Jared and Amber looked at each other and felt very awkward.

After a few seconds, Amber coughed embarrassedly. "Well, I..."

"I'd better get out of bed." Jared interrupted Amber and put the bowl on the bedside desk.

But before he could do so, Amber stopped him.

"No, it's not convenient for you to do that, I can feed you," Amber said.

Jared froze for a moment, then looked at Amber with deep eyes, and said in a husky voice, "Do you

know what you are talking about? You want to feed me?"

"Yes." Amber nodded, "Is there something wrong?"

Amber looked a little blank, so Jared knew that she didn't realize what was going on. He chuckled.

"Amber, only the couple in an intimate relationship will feed each other, so, are you sure you want to

feed me?"

Amber was stunned.

She hadn't thought of that.

But it was inappropriate for her to take back her words.

Otherwise, Jared would think Amber was distancing herself from him.

Thinking of this, Amber took a breath and looked at Jared's left arm. "You are the wounded, and I am

the one who takes care of you, so it's not inappropriate for me to feed you with the porridge. Don't think

too much about it. Mr. Farrell, open your mouth."

Amber picked up the bowl from the bedside desk, scooped up a spoon of porridge, blew it, and put it to

Jared's lips.

Jared looked at Amber, then looked down at the porridge, and finally opened his mouth.