"Boyfriend?" The woman was stunned and responded, "So you're Mr. Farrell's girlfriend."
She took her hand off Jared's chest and smiled at Amber. "I'm sorry. I didn't put my hand on his chest on purpose. I just wanted to wipe his face. I hope you don't mind."
She apologized for her behavior but looked unapologetic and even smiled.
Amber could tell it was a smile with a hint of provocation, especially from her expression when she spoke the sentence "I hope you don't mind."
Amber almost laughed in her anger.
She probably knew why this woman was deliberately provoking her. Clearly, she had a crush on Jared.
After all, Jared was not only a handsome, tall, fit gentleman but also a billionaire.
No wonder this woman would be attracted to Jared.
Amber looked at Jared on the bed, who wasn’t yet awake, and she felt angry and upset.
What she was angry about was the appearance of this woman.
She felt heartache when seeing Jared lying on the bed with a bandage wrapped around his head. Jared must be in pain now.
Amber sighed. She knew that Jared had nothing to do with this woman. After a while, she turned her gaze on the woman and said coldly, "Who told you I don't mind? I do. Move aside!"
Her tone was emphatic with a trace of authority. She strongly urged this woman to move away from the bed.
The woman's smile froze. Obviously, she didn't expect Amber to drive her away bluntly, and no holds barred. A trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes but quickly disappeared. Then she smiled gently again. "I'm sorry for it. But I really can't leave. I'm the one who caused this accident. I have to take responsibility for it. I want to stay here and take care of Mr. Farrell until he is fully recovered. I hope you will understand."
Amber was stunned by the woman's words. She didn't expect this woman to use such an excuse to stay. It was disgusting.
Amber's face took on a livid expression, and her eyes turned cold as she looked at the woman in front of her. She rebuked, her voice filled with anger and disgust. "Miss, you're the one who caused this accident. Of course, you should be responsible for it, but not this way! I'm his girlfriend. Since I'm here, you don't need to take care of my boyfriend on my behalf."
Amber thought that she had made her clear in a polite way.
After all, no woman could be nice to someone who coveted her boyfriend.
She might have directly shouted abuse if she had a short temper.
However, Amber just spoke some harsh words.
She hoped that this woman knew what shame was and could leave self-consciously. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so polite.
She was no longer as weak as she used to be and would never let herself receive the short end of the stick.
However, Amber still underestimated the degree of the woman's shamelessness.
The woman looked at Amber and started crying as if Amber's utterances had hurt her.
Amber frowned. "Why are you crying?"
The woman covered her face and sobbed in a low voice, "Miss, I know you don't like me taking care of your boyfriend. But I really don't intend to take your place. I just want to offer my apologies. After all, it's all my fault. If I don't do anything, I'll feel guilty and ashamed. It's like my breath is caught in my throat. So please give me a chance. I promise you I won't do anything to your boyfriend. I just want to make amends to ease my sense of guilt. Or, I'll..."
"Or what?" Amber's face grew colder.
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