Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 556 Encounter in the Ceremony

Amber looked at her receding back, tilting her head in confusion.

What a weird woman! She didn't only behave strangely but also hated Amber for no reason.

If she hated Amber because Amber bumped into her earlier, she would be way too petty.

If not, Amber wondered why that woman hated her so much.

While Amber was lost in thought with a frown, her phone vibrated.

She was brought to her senses, pulled the phone out, and checked on it. There was a text message

from Sheila, updating her about the factory construction.

Amber replied: Wait till I get back. Then she put away her phone and hailed a taxi back to the villa.

She opened the door and arrived at the porch.

When she was putting on the slippers, she was surprised.

She saw a pair of man's slippers on the porch.

The front of the slippers was faced out, so Amber realized that the male guest had arrived, but now, he

was out.

Amber frowned, feeling a bit uneasy.

After all, she had never shared the same house with an unknown man before. She also didn't know

what kind of person that man was, wondering if he was decent and easygoing.

She rubbed between her eyebrows, feeling a migraine.

Then she decided to stop overthinking.

No matter if it was a good man, Amber decided to avoid meeting him as much as possible.

It wasn't like she was gonna keep in touch with him in the future.

Exhaling, she changed into her slippers and entered the living room.

An hour later, she dressed herself up. Then she picked up her clutch bag and went out.

Her friend's engagement ceremony was held in a resort manor.

When Amber arrived, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

The ceremony would officially start at ten, so she wasn't late.

After entering the manor, Amber pulled out a sober-up pill from her clutch bag and swallowed it. Then

she picked up a glass of wine from the long dining table before stepping to a corner to look at the This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

guests at the banquet.

She was looking for a tycoon in the mechanical industry, which was why she had agreed to attend this

ceremony.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come here.

Although she used to be the bride's classmate, they hadn't been in touch for many years. Not much

friendship had been left.

Even if she hadn't accepted this invitation, it would be reasonable.

Amber took a sip of wine and gazed at the banquet hall entrance.

She hadn't seen the tycoon yet, so she guessed that her target hadn't arrived.

She didn't think she would miss him if she kept watching the door.

However, while she watched, she saw a tall, sturdy figure that looked quite familiar to her.

Jared?

Amber's hand shook. The wine almost sprayed from her glass. Her red lips were parted in surprise.

She wondered why he was here.

In a hurry, Amber put down her goblet and walked to Jared.

Soon, she stood behind him and called, "Mr. Farrell?"

Upon hearing her voice, Jared smiled. Then he turned around, only to find that she was agape at him.

Amusement appeared in his eyes.

Although he knew she would be like this when seeing him, he was delighted when seeing her

expression in person.

"We met again, Amber," Jared looked at her.

Amber pressed her lips. "Right. We did. Didn't you tell me you came here for a business trip? Why are

you here now?"

Jared chuckle. "It's also a business for me to attend a friend's wedding banquet."

Amber snorted, "Nice move, business man."

"You're welcome." Jared nodded.

Amber took a deep breath. Flames of anger surged in her heart. She felt that she had been tricked by

him.

"Come with me!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him into a corner.

They were standing near the entrance, where many guests passed by. If they continued talking there, it

would be too eye-catching.

Looking at her angry face, Jared smiled even more happily.

He knew she would be angry when seeing him here.

However, he felt that she looked so adorable in anger.

Arriving at a corner, Amber stopped and released Jared's wrist. Then she turned around, raised her

head, and glowered at him. "You knew I came here to attend my friend's wedding, but you didn't tell me

that you came here for the same purpose. Jared Farrell, are you deliberately fooling with me?"

Jared shook his head. "No, Amber. I just wished to see how you would react when seeing me."

"What?" Amber's lips twitched. She looked confused. "What's so interesting about my reaction?"

"Of course, it is." Jared nodded. "I wanted to see if you'd be delighted to see me."

Amber rolled her eyes at him. "You're kidding! How could I be delighted to see you?"

"Aren't you delighted, Amber?" Jared stared at her.

Amber's eyes twinkled. She nodded and answered affirmatively, "Of course not."

However, she knew she had lied.

She felt surprised, and joy, when seeing him enter the hall, although she didn't know why.

Jared could tell the fluster on her face. Without exposing it, he chuckled. "All right. All right. You are not

happy to see me."

Amber frowned.

She felt awkward when hearing his doting tone.

Especially when it actually dispelled the anger in her heart.

Amber tightened the grip on her clutch bag and glared at him. "I'm not in the mood to talk to you."

With those words, she bypassed him to leave.

Jared pulled her arm and asked gently, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go find the person I'm looking for." Amber glanced at his hand on her arm but didn't shake it off.

Of course, it wasn't because she wanted to be gripped by him.

She just thought that his other arm hadn't recovered fully yet. If she shook this arm off, the other one

would get injured.

Jared knew who Amber was looking for. He smiled at her and said, "Mr. Hahn from the mechanical

industry is resting in the lounge now."

"The lounge?" Amber was taken aback. "How did you know?"

Jared stared at her. "Before I came here, I had asked about him for you. Let's go. I'll take you to meet

him."

Then he released her arm and took her hand, taking her to the other exit. The elevator there could

enable them to reach the floor where the lounges were.

Amber didn't expect him to take her hand. She was taken aback for a moment. Then she moved her

fingers, wishing to pull out her hand from his big palm.

However, Jared seemed to have expected her reaction. He kept gripping her tightly, so her fingers

couldn't move at all.

Amber failed to withdraw her hand, but she didn't dare to shake off his arm. Glared at the back of his

head, she said, "Jared Farrell, let go of me."

"We can walk faster this way," Jared said without looking back at her.

Amber pressed her lips tightly. "I can walk faster without being pulled by you."

"Oh? Can you?" A trace of shrewdness flashed through Jared's eyes. He quickened his paces.

Amber had to trot to follow him in this way.

Jared looked back at her. "What about now? If I hadn't taken your hand, you would fall behind at this

speed."

Amber's lips twitched. "Jared Farrell, you're being unreasonable. We're going to meet someone, not to

catch a busy. Why are you walking so fast?"