Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 518 Master of Fashion

Amber was the plaintiff of Makenna's case. Hence, the police would always keep her updated no

matter what had happened to Makenna.

As soon as Makenna committed suicide, Officer Everett contacted Amber immediately to inform her.

"Makenna... is dead..." Amber muttered in disbelief.

Ben gaped in disbelief as well. "No way! She committed suicide. This is way too..."

Jared took away Amber's phone. "May I know the reason why Makenna has done it?"

Officer Everett seemed to recognize Jared's voice. He answered bluntly, "We haven't found the reason

yet. She committed suicide suddenly, so no one knows why she has done it. The only guess now is

probably she wants to skip going to jail. After all, her execution outside prison will end, and she'll go to

jail tomorrow. But..."

"No, this can't be the reason," said Jared.

Officer Everett replied. "Right. If Makenna committed suicide for not going to jail, she didn't have to wait

until now. She would have done it on the first day of the execution outside prison. Hence, that reason is

only based on our guess so far. We're still looking into the real cause."

"I see. We'll go to the scene now." Jared finished speaking and hung up the call, returning the phone to

Amber.

Amber took it over in a daze. "Did Makenna really commit suicide?"

Evidently, she was still shocked.

Jared stroked her head. "Yes, she did."

Amber's lips trembled. She quieted down, but her mind was in a mess.

Makenna died. And that was it.

The three of them were silent.

They never expected Makenna to commit suicide.

Besides, Jared didn't think the reason behind it would be that simple, whether in terms of the time or

the cause.

Her suicide looked suspicious.

However, Jared didn't know what exactly to suspect before seeing the scene in person.

"Let's go to the scene. I don't think it's a small matter.

You are her plaintiff, Amber. You also need to go there to know the details," Jared stroked Amber's

cheeks, lifted it gently, and

looked into her eyes.

Amber looked at him and said, "Okay."

“Drive, Ben," Jared let go of her face and instructed.

Ben nodded. "Yes, Mr. Farrell.”

They sat in the car, heading to Primary Medical Center.

On the way, none spoke. The atmosphere in the car was extremely heavy and depressing.

They were too shocked about Makenna's suicide to calm down.

Ben drove fast. They arrived at Primary Medical Center in less than an hour.

When they were about to get down, Amber saw several police cars were parked outside the hospital.

Tons of policemen lined

up and locked down the scene. Only patients of emergency were aliowed to enter the hospital.

Amber could see reporters from different media agencies standing outside the deterrent line, occupying

sixty percent of the

onlookers.

They all held microphones and cameras, keeping squeezing to the deterrent line. They wished to break

the line and got the

headline for the next day.

Amber narrowed her eyes.

It seemed the news that Makenna had jumped off the building had been spread.

Probably, there was an uproar online already.

While wondering, Amber felt her head was covered by something.

She fumbied for it. "A cap?"

“Ehn. It'll hide your face more or less. Otherwise, when those reporters recognize you when you get

down, they'll chase you

and ask you all kinds of questions." Jared also covered her with a jacket while he spoke.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He didn't take off his suit jacket. It was an extra in his car.

Now it had become useful.

Amber checked the jacket on her shoulders, twisting. "I can accept the cap, but the jacket.

“Put it on!" Jared interrupted her determinedly, pressing the jacket on her tightly to avoid her from

shaking it off. "It's freezing

outside. You can't just go out in a dress."

"Well..." Amber was rendered speechless.

It was indeed chilly outside, less than forty degrees Fahrenheit.

There were heaters back in the old house and the car, so she didn't feel cold in the dress.

If she got down without the jacket, she would shiver in the chill.

“Let go of me. I'll put it on," said Amber in a low voice, feeling awkward.

Jared finally stopped pressing her.

Amber reached out her arms into the sleeves, putting on the jacket obediently.

The jacket was massive, covering her thigh. The sleeves were long. She looked like a child in an

adult's jacket.

Jared rubbed his chin, looked at her up and down, and echoed, "It is."

After all, it was his jacket, not fitting her.

“Don't move. Let me help you." Jared dragged his necktie off.

Amber looked at him and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Jared didn't answer. He wrapped her waist with the necktie the next second.

Then he made a bow tie and moved it to the side of her waist.

Hence, his necktie became her belt, tightening the oversized jacket on her.

It made her look stylish.

His tie was with blue stripes. Her dress and the jacket were both in black.

The blue among the black looked like moonlight in the dark sky, a finishing touch that made the outfit

look chic.

“All right." Jared tidied up the bow tie and withdrew his hand.

Amber looked down at his masterpiece. "Not bad. I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

Jared chuckled. "I'll take it as a compliment. All right. Let's get down the car."

He also put on a hat.

Ben went to a store nearby to buy the cap and the hat as soon as he parked the car.

Jared opened the door and got down.

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Amber didn't resist him, putting her hand on his.

Jared pinched her hand tightly, helped her out of the car, and walked to the deterrent line.

They walked to a policeman, and Amber told him about her identity in a low voice.

The policeman had received a call from his captain, telling him that Amber and Jared would come over.

Hence, he directly lifted

the deterrent line and let them enter after confirming their identities.

After the two bent over and walked into the deterrent line, the reporters outside finally recognized who

they were.

They wanted to stop the two, but it was too late. Amber and Jared had already walked into the

deterrent line.

The reporters dared not to squeeze in. Hence, they could only glare at their receding back in anger and

yell at them, asking

them about their opinion on Makenna’'s suicide.

However, Amber and Jared had a tacit understanding that they faked not hearing them but kept

walking. Shortly after, their

figures vanished in the reporters’ sight.

They arrived outside the inpatient building.

From afar, Amber saw many policemen, doctors, and nurses standing downstairs.

No other ordinary people were on the scene. The police should have cleaned the scene.

"That's it," said Jared in a low voice.