Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 200

"Your feet?" Amber wanted to check his feet, but his body was pressed on her, so she couldn't turned her head at all.

But she didn't dare push him away for fear that her action would make his injury worse.

Amber had to shout at the manager, "Hurry, look at his feet!"

"Yes, madam." The manager also came back from his daze and quickly examined Jared's feet.

He gasped. "Madam, your husband's feet were hit by an iron rack."

Just now, he could only remember to ask if the couple were hurt. When he heard the madam say they were fine, he was relieved and forgot to check the iron frame on the board.

However, this gentleman's feet were injured by the iron rack.

He was afraid that he couldn't keep his position as manager anymore.

"He was hit!" Amber's heart suddenly contracted, and then she shouted angrily, "Get someone to move the iron rack away!"

"I did. They'll be here soon." The manager wiped his cold sweat and replied.

Soon, two tall and strong waiters came over and moved the board away. Jared's feet were released.

The manager helped Jared up

Without the man on her, Amber's body instantly relaxed.

She stood up with her hands on the ground, supported Jared on the other side, and helped him to the sofa of the restaurant with the manager.

"How are you?" Looking at Jared, whose brows were knitted and whose face was still pale, Amber asked worriedly.

Jared could see she was nervous about him. He felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Amber looked at his feet and suddenly squatted down. She took off his shoes and socks.

"You..."She acted so fast that Jared couldn't stop her even if he wanted to. He could only look at her in a daze.

"Look at your feet. Do you call this fine?" Amber looked at his swollen feet and felt very sorry.

How many times had he got hurt in order to save her?

If it went on like this, she would be related to him again.

The manager looked at Jared's foot and was shocked. "Oh my god. It’s serious"

Jayden, having stopped crying, cried again.

He looked at Jared guiltily. "I'm sorry, Uncle Farrell. I'm sorry..."

It was all his fault. It was he who had insisted on getting the Gundam toy that caused Uncle Farrell to be injured.

He was a bad child.

Jared rubbed these eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Alright, don't cry. It's just a minor injury." His head was buzzing because of Jayden's crying.

Amber touched Jayden's hair and said, "Jayden is good boy. Uncle Farrell didn't blame you, so don't cry."

"Really?" Jayden sniffed and looked at her with tears in its eyes. "Uncle Farrell, do you really not blame me?"

Amber looked at Jared.

Jared said, "I don't need to niggle at child like you."

This little guy had conscience and knew that he was injured because he participated in this event.

But he also knew that he couldn't blame Jayden for his injury. After all, no one knew that there would be an accident.

"Do you hear that? Uncle Farrell said that he didn't blame you, so don't cry." Amber wiped Jayden's tears.

"OK." Jayden nodded.

Although the manager was confused about why the little fellow called his father uncle, he did not think too much about it. He said anxiously, "Sir, Madam, I called a doctor just now. He should be on the way. So please wait a moment. The doctor should be here soon."

"That's good. Please urge him to come as soon as possible. His feet are swollen." Amber pointed at Jared's feet.

The manager nodded. "Okay, I'll go now."

Shortly after the manager left, Ben came over. He looked at Jared and asked, "Mr. Farrell, are you alright?"

He had been smoking outside the restaurant. When he heard that the fifth family had an accident, he hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt and came in.

Jared pursed his lips and said lightly, "I'm fine, but you need to check the board. Is it a pure accident or man-made?"