Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 553 Sheila's Determination

Amber nodded and didn't hide. "Yes, she did."

Cold looked annoyed instantly. "What did my mom say to you?"

"Nothing much. She just talked about our current relationship," Amber answered while looking at him.

Cole clenched his fists. "That's my business. She's so nosy!"

Seeing that he was unhappy about his mother, Amber frowned. "Cole, Auntie did it for our own good."

"I don't need her to meddle in." Cole seemed to be quite angry, his face reddening.

"Cole..."

"All right." Cole took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress his irritation. He said calmly, "All right,

B... Amber, you've got time?"

Amber nodded with a smile, "Of course, Cole."

Cole finally looked less annoyed after hearing her answer. "I'm sorry. I must have startled you just now.

Mom called me earlier. She said she had a talk with you and asked me not to waste any effort on you. I

was worried she might have scolded you, so I came here."

Amber understood and nodded. "Don't worry. Auntie didn't scold me. She's always kind to me."

"I'm relieved, then." Cole breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past two days, he had been in a lousy mood. He drank, refused to go out, and looked haggard,

but it was all because of himself.

When hearing that his mother had talked to Amber, he was afraid his mother would blame Amber.

Fortunately, his mother wasn't as unreasonable as he had imagined.

"Cole." Amber stood up. "Are you upset that Auntie is involved with our stuff?"

Upon hearing it, Cole looked a bit annoyed. "Sort of, but it's fine."

He had to admit that he was being too hesitant and cowardly when he secretly admired Amber for

many years.

However, he was thirty years old already. He didn't need his mother to meddle in his love.

He felt ashamed.

That was why he reacted so fiercely after knowing that his mother had talked to Amber.

"Auntie is worried about you." Amber tried to convince him.

Cole checked his watch. "I know, Amber. All right. It's late. I must go now."

With those words, he walked to the door.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly saw Sheila in the office, squinting. "Hey, you, come out with me."

Sheila trembled, lowering her head more. She answered in a low voice, "Yes, Mr. Lyon."

They walked out of Amber's office one after another.

Amber looked at their backs, tilting her head in confusion.

She felt Sheila was afraid of Cole.

It was too weird.

Sheila used to work for Cole before. She was his secretary for several years. Only a few months ago,

Cole let her work for Amber.

Hence, Amber could tell Sheila always respected Cole but never feared him.

She wondered why Sheila feared Cole now.

What on earth had happened between them?

Outside her office, Cole stopped at the elevator.

He turned around, looking down at Sheila. In a cold tone, he asked, "You didn't tell her what had

happened that day, did you?"

Sheila knew what he was referring to.

She immediately shook her head. "No. Absolutely not. Even if you don't tell her, I won't tell Ms. Reed

either."

Cole relaxed a bit. "That's good. You've promised me. You can never let her know."

"I remember, Mr. Lyon," Sheila answered in a low voice.

Cole looked at her, a trace of complex feeling flashing through his eyes. "Have you taken the pill?"

Sheila felt a sharp pang in her heart. Clenching her hands, she answered, "Yes, I have."

"That's good. There's nothing else. You should go back to your work." Cole breathed a sigh of relief, Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

turned around, and pressed the elevator button.

He had to admit that he was being an asshole to Sheila.

However, he didn't think he must take responsibility.

That night, he was drunk and mistook Sheila for Amber, so he pulled her into the box.

However, Sheila was supposed to be sober. She knew what he would do to her, but she didn't struggle

or push him away. Instead, she naturally had sex with him.

Hence, they slept with each other upon willingness. Cole didn't think he had forced Sheila.

If he had, he was willing to take the responsibility. Even he didn't love her.

However, he didn't force her at all. After they calmed down, he also gave her some compensation.

Hence, he didn't think he owed her anything.

He also let her take the morning-after pills to avoid her getting pregnant.

He knew the pills were harmful to her health, but that was the only way to prevent her pregnancy.

Heaving a sigh, Cole was about to walk into the elevator.

Sheila bit her bottom lip and called to stop him, "Wait, Mr. Lyon."

Cold paused his paces. "What else?"

Sheila pinched the hemline of her blouse, took a deep breath, plucked up her courage, and said, "I like

you, Mr. Lyon. I have had a crush on you since long ago. So... Can you... Can you give me a chance?

I..."

"No, I can't," Cole answered without any hesitation.

Sheila paled.

He refused her without thinking twice.

He indeed didn't want to give her any chance.

"I don't like you, so I won't give you any chance. It's for your own good. If we're together and I still love

another woman, it'll be unfair to you. What do you think?" Cole turned to look at her.

Sheila parted her lips and said bitterly, "I know, but I'm willing to tolerate it. I can wait for you to forget

her."

"That won't work. I don't accept it." With those words, Cole walked into the elevator and left directly.

Looking at the slowly closing elevator door, Sheila was overwhelmed by the sorrow in her heart.

Amber stood at her office door and watched the scene not far from her. She heaved a sigh and shook

her head.

Although she couldn't hear what they talked about, she could roughly guess it from Sheila's expression.

She guessed probably Sheila had confessed her love to Cole, but he refused her.

Amber heaved a sigh and walked over. "Hey, Sheila?"

Upon hearing her voice, Sheila raised her hand in a panic. She took off her glasses and wiped her

eyes. After ensuring there were no tears, she put on her glasses and turned around. "Yes, Ms. Reed?"

Amber pulled out a bag of tissue from her pocket, handing it to Sheila. "I guess you need the paper

towel."

Sheila looked at it in silence. Then she took it over and said, "Thanks, Ms. Reed."

"You are welcome." Amber smiled and glanced at the elevator. "Did you confess to Cole just now?"

Sheila paused a bit and hummed. "But I was refused."

"It's all right, Sheila." Amber patted her on the shoulder. "You can try again next time. I'm sure you'll

move him one day. You must be persistent on something before succeeding."

Sheila looked at Amber with her reddened eyes. "But, Ms. Reed, Mr. Lyon has loved you for many

years. He still didn't succeed, did he? Can I succeed if I hang on to my love for him?"

She doubted it.

Amber cast down her eyes and smiled. "If you don't try, you'll never know. Besides, I disagree with your

point. Cole did love me for many years, but he had never shown his love to me. I had never known

about it. He had never confessed to me either. That was why he failed. Your case is different, Sheila.

You've confessed him. Keep on pursuing him. Probably, you can move him."

Upon hearing her explanation, Sheila was lost in thought. She said, "Ms. Reed, maybe you are right."

"Hence, just do it." Amber withdrew her hand from Sheila's shoulder and walked back to her office.

Looking at her back, Sheila clenched her hands in hesitation.

After a moment, she inhaled deeply and raised her voice to say, "Thanks, Ms. Reed. I know what to

do."