Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 568 Gratitude from Nichole

Thinking of this, Amber rolled her eyes at Jared, snorted at him, and then strode toward the villa door.

Jared stood in place with a puzzled face, looking at her back.

Why was she angry again?

He didn't seem to have done anything wrong, right?

He chased after her with his long legs. "Amber, wait a minute."

Amber pretended not to hear him and continued to walk inside.

Seeing this, Jared quickened his pace and followed her into the entrance.

The moment he closed the door, Jared grabbed Amber's wrist and gently pushed her against the wall,

looked down at her, and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong? Why are you angry?"

Amber rolled her eyes in her heart again.

He actually asked her what she was angry about?

Amber raised her hand and pushed Jared's chest, wanting to push him away. "Nothing. Get out of the

way. I'm tired."

"You have to tell me what happened. I can't be at ease if you don't tell me."

"Do you really want to know?" Amber took a deep breath and looked up at him.

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you."

Amber pursed her red lips and finally replied, "Jared, did you deliberately follow me to live here?"

Jared was speechless.

She had guessed it right.

It seemed that there was a loophole in his words just now.

Seeing that Jared was silent, Amber sighed, "Sure enough, you are really... brazen!"

"So the reason why you are angry is that I live in the same house with you?"

"You make me feel like you are stalking me."

"Sorry, I scared you. But Amber, I do want to follow you for a lifetime!" Jared replied.

"Who wants you to be with me for a lifetime? It's annoying. Go away!" Amber lowered her head with a

burning face.

She pushed him away forcefully, took off the high heels on her feet, put on her slippers, and walked

into the living room.

Jared chuckled. He changed his shoes and followed her in.

Amber was sitting on the sofa and resting.

In the morning, she had taken a few hours of flight, gone out to buy medicine in the afternoon, and

attended the engagement party in the evening. She had been exhausted after a day.

Especially her shoulders, which were very sore.

Looking at her hammering her shoulder, Jared thought about it and went to the kitchen. He made a cup

of tea and handed it to her. "You drank a lot of wine tonight. Drink this and relieve the alcohol.

Otherwise, you will have a headache later."

Amber looked at the tea he brought over. She was stunned at first, but then her heart warmed. She

reached out and took it. "Thank you."

"Are you not angry now?" Jared sat down beside her.

Hearing this, Amber paused for a moment, then snorted lightly. "For the sake of your cup of tea, I will

forgive you this time."

"Okay." Jared chuckled.

Amber lowered her head and continued to drink her tea.

Jared sat next to her and stared at her.

His eyes were focused and burning. Amber felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him. She put

down the cup and stood up. "Um... It's getting late. I should go to rest."

"Okay, go to bed early." Jared nodded.

"You too." Amber picked up the handbag on the sofa.

"I still have a short video conference to attend."

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

"Good night." Jared looked at her.

The corners of Amber's mouth twitched. "Good night."

Then, she turned around and went upstairs.

After returning to her room, Amber first sat by the bed. After waiting for two minutes, she took her

pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Soaking in the bathtub, as the water temperature gradually warmed up, the alcohol in Amber's body

was gradually stimulated, causing her head to become dizzy, and her face was so red that it seemed

like it was going to drip blood.

She knew that she couldn't continue soaking in it, otherwise, she might be drowned in the bathtub.

This kind of death was too shameful.

Amber rubbed her temples, held the edge of the bathtub, and stood up. Then she took a bath towel to

the side, dried her body, put on her pajamas, and went out of the bathroom, intending to lie down and

sleep.

In the end, before she could walk to the big bed, her legs suddenly went limp and she fell to the

ground.

There was a carpet on the ground. Under the influence of the alcohol, Amber could not feel any pain

even if she fell down.

She looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling. Her eyelids blinked from time to time. In the end, she

could not hold on. Under the light of the chandelier, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Downstairs, Jared finished the video conference and prepared to go upstairs to rest.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

He frowned, put down the laptop in his hand, and walked towards the entrance.

He opened the door and saw a tall woman standing outside.

The woman saw Jared and smiled politely at him. "Mr. Farrell."

"Oh." Jared looked at the woman and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Nichole looked behind him as if she was looking for something.

However, she did not see what she wanted to see. She retracted her gaze and replied with a smile, "I

am here to see Amber. There are some things I want to talk to her about. Has she gone to bed?"

"She has." Jared looked at her unhappily. "Can't you talk about it tomorrow?"

Did she have to come and disturb Amber's rest at this time?

Nichole also knew that it was not appropriate for her to have come at this time.

But she just wanted to tell Amber quickly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Farrell. I didn't think it through. But what I want to tell her is a very important matter. An

hour ago, when I found out that Jonah's lover outside was Amber's sister, I suddenly thought of it and

thus rushed over." Nichole said with an embarrassed smile.

"Something about Braylee Reed?" Jared narrowed his eyes. "What exactly is it? I'll pass on the

message to Amber."

"This..." Nichole hesitated a little.

A few seconds later, she shook her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Farrell. I'll tell her about this

personally. After all, this matter is very important."

How could Jared not see that this woman did not trust him?

However, it did not matter. He opened his thin lips and said indifferently, "Since you want to tell her

yourself, you can come back tomorrow. I can tell from your face that it's not an urgent matter."

Nichole nodded. "Alright then. Sorry for bothering you, Mr. Farrell."

After that, she turned around and was about to leave.

However, just as she took a step, she thought of something and quickly turned around. "Wait a

moment, Mr. Farrell," she said. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Jared stopped closing the door and pursed his thin lips. "What else do you want?"

Nichole suddenly bowed to him. "I have already heard from my father that you have talked to Jonah's

father about Jonah having a mistress outside. For this, Jonah's father has scolded him sternly. He

demanded Jonah to break up with the woman outside and also has given my family a generous

compensation. Thank you so much, Mr. Farrell."

Jared looked at her expressionlessly. "If you want to thank someone, thank Amber. I did this for her.

She cares about her friend and doesn't want to see you live a messy marital life. That's why I did this.

Of course, another reason is that Jonah's mistress is the other daughter of Amber's father. I just want

Jonah to abandon Braylee."

Although Amber had no feelings for Braylee, he still did not want Braylee to be the home-wrecker

because this would disgrace Hugo.

But if Jonah dumped Braylee first , then she wouldn't ended up being the home-wrecker.