Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 487 Don't Show Up Again

"You can go back to work now," Jared said, rubbing his temples.

Ben was worried when looking at his pale face, so he stood motionlessly. "Are you really OK, Mr.

Farrell? Shall we go to see the doctor now? Dr. Lansdale permitted you to leave the hospital only if you

rest home, but you were unwilling. You came to work as soon as leaving the hospital. I'm afraid your

heart cannot stand the heavy workload, so..."

"I'm fine. I know what I am doing," Jared interrupted him. He picked up his glass and took a sip of

water. "If I can't bear it, I can go to the hospital myself."

"All right. Please call me whenever you need anything. Excuse me." Ben heaved a sigh, took a few

steps back, turned around, and walked out of the office.

After he was gone, Jared put down the glass, pulled a drawer open, and found a bottle of pills. He

poured two pills into his palm and swallowed them without water expressionlessly.

Then he closed the bottle cap. His cold fingers fiddled with the bottle, a glint of self-mockery appearing

in his eyes.

The pill was for curing heart disease.

He used to take it for more than twenty years. He had thought he didn't need to take the pill anymore.

However, it had been only six years. Now, he had to retake it again.

Jared didn't regret it, though. If everything happened again, he would still jump off the cliff to save

Amber.

Thinking of that, he exhaled gently and tossed the bottle back into the drawer. Then he pushed it close,

picked up the pen, and continued to work.

In the afternoon, he received a call from the hospital and was informed to do a reexamination there.

Jared delayed some unimportant appointments in the afternoon and went to the hospital with Ben.

When they arrived at the Farrell Group's parking lot, Jared paused his pace suddenly in front of his car.

He looked ahead in surprise.

Ben didn't know what had happened. Seeing him pause, Ben also paused and asked, "What's wrong,

Mr. Farrell?"

"Amber is here," Jared answered in a low voice, looking at the woman next to his car.

Upon hearing it, Ben walked out behind him and followed his gaze. Sure enough, he saw Amber.

"That's Ms. Reed for real. Why is she here?" Ben was confused.

Jared squinted in silence. Then he lifted his foot to walk forward.

Amber, who was reading something on her phone, heard their footsteps. She raised her head, looked

in their direction, and saw them. Instantly, she stood upright and turned to face Jared. "Hi, Mr. Farrell."

"What do you want?" Jared looked at her and asked expressionlessly.

Amber frowned.

He was still as cold as two days ago.

"I'm here for an answer." Amber looked at him.

Jared pressed his lips together, looking at her in confusion. "What answer?"

Amber explained, "You suddenly didn't want me to take care of you. Mr. Farrell, I want to know why."

She didn't care if he had given up on her, and she didn't want to know the reason.

However, she was bothered because he stopped her from taking care of him.

She wondered if she had done something wrong, so he did so.

Also, he didn't let her take care of him, which stopped her from repaying his favor.

Although Ben told her it was unnecessary, she still insisted.

If she didn't repay, she would become a villain who only accepted others' help but never returned her

kindness.

Anyway, she wouldn't want to become that kind of person.

That was also her style. If someone helped her, she must repay him or her. Otherwise, she would feel

uneasy and guilty.

A weird light flashed through Jared's eyes.

Evidently, he had never expected her to ask him for an explanation for this. She even deliberately came

to him for that.

She wouldn't meet him if she hadn't appeared here but waited for him at the front desk.

"No reason," Jared parted his thin lips and answered. Then he bypassed her.

Amber opened up her arms to stop him. "No reason? Mr. Farrell, think I'll believe it, huh?"

His answer was the most critical problem.

One day, he was happy when she took care of him. The next day, he suddenly changed his mind and

stopped her. His mind had been changed so abruptly that Amber believed there must be some reason

behind it. Hence, she didn't believe his answer.

"What do you want, then?" Jared frowned, looking impatient.

Amber felt upset when looking at his expression. Pressing her red lips, she answered, "I just need a

reason and continue to take care of you until you've recovered. Mr. Farrell, you should know I want to

repay your favor, so..."

"Ben should have told you I don't need you to repay me," Jared interrupted her indifferently.

Ben pushed up his glasses and walked up. "Yes, I have informed Ms. Reed."

"Yes. Mr. Channing has told me, but I can't accept it. You saved me, and you don't need me to repay it,

but I must return your favor. That's my principle," Amber said solemnly when looking into Jared's eyes.

If she never returned others' favors after being helped by them just because they didn't want her to do

so, no one would like to help her in the future.

No one would be friends with her.

Jared had never expected Amber to be so stubborn. He sighed slightly and said, "Since you insist, you

can use another way to repay me. I don't need you to take care of me. It makes me feel awkward."

"Awkward?" Amber was taken aback. "In what way?"

She wondered if it was because of their genders.

However, her legs were fine, so she didn't need to help him when he went to the bathroom. Hence, she

didn't think the concern was about gender.

While Amber was confused, Jared clenched his fists in the trousers pockets and said flatly, "I feel

uneasy in every single way. You are not professional in taking care of others. You are unskillful and

inconsiderate. I'd rather hire a nursing worker instead. Are you happy with this reason?"

Amber's lips parted, but she couldn't utter any word. Her smiling face blushed. Obviously, she was

embarrassed.

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After all, she wasn't a nurse or a nursing worker and had never taken care of a patient before. Hence,

she wasn't perfect when taking care of him.

She just hadn't expected him to be so straightforward.

Thinking of that, Amber took a deep breath to adjust her mood. Then she calmed down, looked at

Jared, and said, "I got it, Mr. Farrell. I won't take care of you anymore. Sorry for my mistakes during the

two days. Please forgive me."

She bowed at him.

Jared suppressed his impulse to pull her up, looking at her silently.

Amber stood upright and continued, "You are right. Since I'm not professional and you are unwilling to

let me look after you, it's reasonable. Then I'll use another way to return your favor."

"Whatever," Jared looked down and said indifferently, "But I don't want to see you anymore. Just don't

show up in front of me."

Amber's eye pupils shrank, feeling a twitching pain in her heart.

Biting her lower lips, she said in an aggrieved and angry tone, "Okay. I won't."

She didn't care if she would appear in his face.

She also didn't want to see him, coincidentally.

Thinking of that, she looked away and stopped looking at him.