Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223: You have a crush on Her 

This is said with a smile, but listen carefully, but with serious. 

Uriah looked ahead. There was no light in the car, and his eyes were 

dark. 

“You think I need to follow you?” 

Ambrose shook his head. “There’s no need.” 

So, it wasn’t him he was following, it was Alva… 

Ambrose’s heart tightened and he looked at the person sitting next to 

him. 

The back of the car was dark, except for the street light from outside. 

He could not see Uriah’s face, much less his expression. 

He doesn’t know what he’s thinking. 

Ambrose screwed between her eyes and said, “Why are you following Alva?” 

First, Alva is now Jackson’s fiancee, and second, he and Alva are divorced, and he’s in love with Bella. 

Why would he follow Alva with those two in mind? 

Ambrose couldn’t figure it out. 

Uriah finally looked at him. “Are you curious?” 

He did not answer questions, and his unique cold voice added a sense 

of coolness in the dark. 

Ambrose curled his fingers slightly. “Yeah, I’m curious.” 

“Why are you curious? 

“Because…” 

There’s something to say, but it stops at the end. 

Ambrose took a deep breath, held back his usual emotions, turned his head and looked ahead, “Uriah, I want you to know that Alva is now the designer of AK, she is the main force of the new brand, I love her, I want you to…” 

“You have a crush on her.” 

The air in the car was quiet. 

Ambrose clenched his hand. 

In what seemed like an instant, subtle changes were amplified and are now out of control. 

Uriah looked at him like a snake dormant in the darkness and said, “Ambrose, you can have your heart for anyone but her.” 

Something snapped in Ambrose’s heart, and his clenched hand loosened and he looked at Uriah. 

Clearly can not see each other’s face in the dark, but can accurately grasp each other’s eyes. 

“Uriah, without saying how I feel about Alva, just one thing: you love Bella, but you stalked Alva, stalked your ex-wife, and you did that. Why?” 

The atmosphere in the car was more silent. 

As if in an instant, air condenses. 

Uriah didn’t answer Ambrose’s question. 

And the car was safely parked in front of the hotel. 

Ambrose looked out at the hotel and turned to Uriah and said, “Uriah, when you can answer that question for me, that’s when I’ll answer yours.” 

He gave him a deep look, opened the car door, got out, and walked into the hotel. 

Uriah did not look at Ambrose, but looked ahead, dark, “Back to the hotel.” 

“All right.” 

Ambrose went back to his room and sat down on the couch, leaning back, looking at the ceiling overhead and frowning. 

Uriah was right. 

He has a crush on Alva.