Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 584 So Damn Embarrassed

On the other end of the phone, Ben sat on the bed, and only after a long time did he come to his

senses and exclaimed, "No way, Mr. Farrell actually spent the night at Miss Reed's house last night, so

they're not together already, are they?"

If that's the case, that's a good thing.

Lifting the covers, Ben got out of bed and hurried to clean up.

An hour later, he arrived at Kelsington Bay.

Jared went over to the door in his bathrobe.

Seeing such a funny-looking Jared, Ben first froze, but then he really couldn't hold back and just burst

out laughing, "Mr. Farrell, you're..."

Jared's face suddenly sank, permeated with icy cold air; eyes looking at him like dead, "You find it

funny?"

"No, not funny at all!" Ben knew he was angry, so he hurriedly stopped his laughter, stood up straight,

and shook his head repeatedly.

Jared's eyes narrowed dangerously, "If I ever hear you laugh at this again, you can pack your things

and go to work in Africa."

After saying that, he snatched the bag Ben was holding in both hands and went back to the

department.

He knew his outfit was funny, but not everyone could laugh at it.

If anyone other than Amber laughed at him, he would get mad.

Outside the door, hearing that he could be dispatched to Africa, Ben was so scared that he rushed after

him and apologized to Jared, "I'm sorry Mr. Farrell; I know I'm wrong, I won't dare to do it again."

"Keep your voice down!" Jared stopped in his tracks and turned around and reprimanded him.

Ben immediately realized what was going on, glanced at Amber's room, nodded repeatedly, lowered

his voice, and said back, "Sorry Mr. Farrell. I'll shut up!"

Jared looked away, walked over to the couch, put the breakfast bag on the coffee table, then took the

other bag of clothes and went to the bathroom.

After a while, he changed his clothes and came out, in a tailor-made suit, instantly back to his general

appearance of an elite CEO.

He handed Ben the bag of last night's clothes. "Let's go."

"Mr. Farrell, shouldn't you wait for Miss Reed to have breakfast with you?" Ben pointed to Amber's

bedroom.

Jared shook his head. "No, I just got a call in the bathroom. I have an important meeting right now, so I

won't wait for her, and let her rest for the weekend."

"Yes," Ben answered, without saying anything more.

Jared walked over to the couch, ready to fold up the quilt.

Ben rushed over and said, "Mr. Farrell, I'll do it."

"No, I'll do it myself," Jared said, swatting his hand and giving him a warning look.

This was Amber's quilt. He wouldn't let it have another man's scent on it.

Ben looked into Jared's cold eyes, pulled his hand back, retreated to his spot, and went invisible.

Jared was just starting to fold the quilt.

But he had never done anything like this before, so he was very rusty and very slow at folding.

Fortunately, at last, he came bit by bit, sometimes pulling the corners, sometimes patting the quilt, it

came out quite good.

Looking at his masterpiece, Jared clapped his hands, turned his head to Ben next to him, and asked,

"How was it?"

"Very good." Ben gave thumbs up.

Jared tugged his thin lips, "So do you think, when she wakes up and sees this quilt, she'll think it's as

good as you do?"

"Definitely," Ben answered with a nod without hesitation.

He didn't know if Miss Reed would feel good about it.

All he knew was that if he answered no, he would get a deadly stare from Jared.

"That'll do. Let's go." Jared lifted his chin and moved his legs toward the hallway.

Ben hurried to follow.

Soon, silence returned to the living room, and it wasn't until half an hour later that the door to a room

opened and the living room stirred again.

Amber emerged from the room in her pajamas, yawning, her hair a mess, her eyes half-open, and

walking listlessly, as if she was still drowsy. And she headed for the bathroom.

When she came to the sink, she closed her eyes as usual to feel her toothpaste.

As a result, she touched the place where she kept her toothbrush, and there was an extra cup. She

was wide awake.

She opened her eyes and saw that there was indeed an extra cup, a men's cup, with a men's

toothbrush and a razor inside, and then she remembered that Jared had spent the night with her.

So did he see her when she came out of the room?

Amber looked at herself in the mirror, not yet dressed because she had only just woken up, and

showed her teeth in chagrin.

God, she hadn't rested much in the past few days because she was too busy, so she was very haggard

after removing her makeup, and her skin was also less shiny.

Looking at her like this, would he think she was ugly?

Amber touched her chest with some apprehension.

After touching her chest, she remembered another very important thing, that is, she did not wear

underwear to bed!

She got up in the morning and didn't change her clothes, so she came out like this, so wouldn't she be

seen by him without her underwear?

Amber's face was instantly red, her hands covered her face, and she was so ashamed that she didn't

want to live anymore!

Really, how could she forget such an important thing as Jared staying overnight?

Now, what he shouldn't have seen, he saw it all.

Amber looked at herself in the mirror and gave an ugly smile.

But after a while, she figured it out again.

Since Jared had seen everything he shouldn't have, there's nothing she can do, so let's just be honest

about it.

After all, it's not something you can't live with.

Amber put her hand down from her face and turned on the cold water, catching a little in her hand and

splashing it on her face, trying to bring down the temperature of her face.

When her face was not so red and burning, she exhaled lightly and began to brush her teeth and wash

up.

After washing up, she walked to the bathroom door and grabbed the handle, but she did not

immediately open the door to go out. She took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, did a little

mental preparation, and finally opened the door to walk out of the bathroom, while keeping an eye on

the living room couch.

She thought she would meet the man's smiling eyes, but to her surprise, Amber did not see the man,

but only an empty couch.

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into a block and is being placed in the middle of the couch in a regular manner.

This scene made Amber couldn't help but be surprised.

What's going on here?

Where's Jared?

Amber craned her neck and looked around to see where Jared was.

After looking around, the apartment was quiet, she was alone.

In other words, Jared could be gone!

Well, if that's true, when did he leave?

Amber pursed her lips, and then turned back to her room, picked up her phone, and as soon as it was

turned on, several messages popped up, all from Jared.

Amber, something came up in the group, I left, and Ben bought breakfast, it's on the coffee table in

front of the couch, remember to eat, see you tonight!

Turns out he's really gone, and judging by the time it was sent, it was half an hour ago.

And half an hour ago, she wasn't even up

After Amber texted Jared back, she put her phone down, pursed her lips, and her mood was a bit

down.