Hearing Jared's words, Amber nodded. "That's good. Anyway, you still have us. We won't take you as a substitute for
anyone. So don't think too much, okay?”
She looked at him.
Looking at the serious look on the woman's face, Jared felt warm in his heart. He touched the woman's soft cheek and said
gently, “Okay, I understand.”
“That's good. Will you still be sad?" Amber put her hand on the back of his hand which was stroking her cheek and asked.
Jared shook his head and said, “no, I'm not sad, because you said that I have you.”
He just felt painful, angry, and sad when he first knew that her mother took him as Connor's substitute.
That was his mother.
But after the anger, he gradually calmed down.
He began to understand that although his mother treated him as a substitute, she had passed away nearly twenty years
ago.
He didn't want to argue with a person who had passed away for so long.
But he couldn't vent his anger, so he had to put all the anger on Connor.
Whether Connor knew that he was a substitute or not, he wouldn't let Connor go.
If something was wrong, someone must take responsibility. Since his mother died, the person who should take the
responsibility should naturally be Connor.
After figuring it out, his anger was relieved a lot, and the bad emotions in his heart gradually disappeared.
Even if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't keep angry for so long and would quickly caim himself down.
He couldn't let Amber worry about him. His anger would frighten her and make her uneasy.
Besides, she had been comforting him. He couldn't let her down.
Thinking of this, Jared stroked Amber's face more gently. He wanted to remember this face in his mind forever.
Amber's face was a little itchy because of his touch. She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away from her face. "Well,
since it's ail right, let's have lunch first. It's already noon. I'm hungry. You must be hungry too, right?"
Jared didn't answer whether he was hungry or not. Hearing that she was hungry, he pulled her to the kitchen in a hurry and
said, "I'll cook for you”
“Wait!” Seeing that he was in a hurry, Amber was amused and stopped him.
Jared stopped and looked back at her. "What's wrong?”
“I don't need you to cook. I've already done it." Amber showed him her apron.
Only then did Jared find that she was still wearing the apron.
When he opened the door and saw her, his attention was on her face all the time. He really didn't notice that she was
wearing this.
Amber put down her apron and said, “I have cooked a lot of your favorite dishes. You can eat a lot later. They are all
specially made for you.”
“Specially made for me?” Jared's eyes lit up.
Amber nodded and said, “of course. My man is angry and sad. I have to coax him and cook his favorite food for him.”
Jared understood. She cooked for him and wanted him to cheer up. She didn't want him to lose his mind because of this
cruel truth or doubt himself and give up on himself.
Thinking of this, Jared held Amber tightly in his arms again.
Amber's nose hit his hard chest. !t hurt so much that her eyes turned red in an instant.
But she didn't make a sound. Otherwise, this man would be nervous and regretful.
She didn't want him to check her once and once again, so she'd better endure this.
Without being noticed by Jared, Amber raised her hand and gently rubbed the tip of her nose. When the tip of her nose felt
better, she finally let out a sigh and put down her hand.
She knew that the man suddenly hugged her because the meal she cooked for him moved him.
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