Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 473

The hand on the edge of the bed tightened as if it was about to break the window.

Ben came in and noticed the air was charged with a sense of dread.

He asked, "Mr. Farrell, what's wrong?"

Jared narrowed his eyes down at the window.

Ben walked over and followed his gaze. When he saw Amber and Hayden, he knew everything.

Jared was jealous. He wondered what could make him jealous.

It turned out that Amber and Hayden were having dinner.

"Mr. Farrell, do you want to go down?" Ben stood behind Jared and asked.

Jared pursed his lips into a straight line. "It's fine."

"Really?" Ben looked at him in surprise. "You're not going down?"

Jared nodded.

Ben still couldn't believe it. "But Miss Reed and Mr. Cohen are having dinner together happily. You…"

"Alright, let's find Mr. Morris. We still have an hour and a half to go back to the hospital." Jared frowned slightly and interrupted him. Then he turned around and walked towards the sofa.

Ben looked downstairs and said, "I've just asked Mr. Morris. He's in a traffic jam on the way. It'll take him about ten minutes to get there."

Jared nodded. After sitting down on the sofa, he picked up a magazine and flipped it open.

He pretended to read a magazine seriously, but Ben noticed he was unfocused. It was obvious that he was distracted.

Ben knew the reason.

Jared loved Amber so much. How could he let it pass when he saw Amber eat with another man? He was probably jealous to hell.

According to Jared's personality, he should have gone downstairs and interrupted them. He wouldn't allow Amber to stay with other men alone.

But this time, he didn't do that.

He could clearly see that Jared was pressing the urge to interrupt them.

However, Jared seemed to choose to give up. This made Ben confused.

At the thought of this, Ben looked at in confusion.

He could still guess what Jared was thinking in the past, but ever since the cliff accident, he had become weird.

Now, Ben couldn’t read his mind.

Downstairs, Amber's eyes drifted at a window on the second floor. Her brows furrowed in distraction.

Hayden cut a piece of cow into his mouth. "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

"I feel like someone was watching us." Amber pursed her lips and said with some uncertainty.

Hayden stopped his knife and fork in surprise. "Someone is watching you?"

"Yeah," Amber nodded.

Hayden raised his head and looked towards the window. "Do you want to know who is in that room?"

"Forget it," Amber waved her hand to reject him. "What's the point of that? The person didn't do anything to me. If I ask, it will make him angry and cause unnecessary trouble. This is a restaurant, so it's best not to make a fuss. Just pretend you don't know."

"You're right," Hayden nodded and pushed a pastry in front of her. "Try this. It is very good."

"Really?" Amber swallowed hard as she looked at the colorful and delicious pastries on the plate.

She was a fan of dessert, especially when she saw such delicate pastries.