Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 569

Nichole smiled, "No matter what the reason is, Mr. Farrell, you have helped me, so I am very grateful to you. However, I came in a hurry tonight and did not prepare any gifts. I will make up for you tomorrow. Good-bye."

"Ok," Jared responded.

Nichole bowed again and turned to leave.

Jared directly closed the door and went back to the living room to pick up the laptop and went upstairs.

When he passed by Amber's room, he slowed down and glanced at her door.

He stopped when he saw the light in the room coming out through the gap under the door.

The light was still on. Amber was not sleeping?

Thinking of this, Jared raised his hand and knocked on the door. He planned to tell her that Nichole had come to find her.

"Amber, are you there?" Jared asked as he knocked on the door.

However, after knocking for a long time, the door had no intention of opening, and there was no movement inside the door.

Was she asleep?

Jared frowned and quickly rejected the idea.

Impossible. Amber hated strong light when she slept, so she couldn't have slept with the light on.

So she should not be asleep yet.

But why didn't she keep the door closed? Could it be that she wasn't in the room?

Thinking of this, Jared's face tensed up. He stopped knocking on the door and placed his hand on the doorknob. With a light turn, the door opened.

Jared pushed open the door and walked in. He first looked in the direction of the bed. When he saw that there was no one in the bed, his pupils suddenly contracted.

She really wasn't there!

Where did she go?

Jared's heart tightened and his fists clenched. He turned his neck and began to observe how Amber had left the room.

After all, he had not seen Amber downstairs.

However, when he looked around, he saw a long black object on the ground not far from the bathroom, which seemed to be human hair.

His vision was blocked by the sofa in front of him, and he was not too sure.

Jared walked around the sofa, planning to go over and check it out. When he looked, he saw Amber lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Amber!" Jared's expression changed greatly. He took three steps forward and checked Amber's situation.

He lifted Amber up and let her lean into his arms. Then, he reached out to touch her forehead. He found that it was not hot. He checked her breathing again and found that her breathing was steady and slow. She did not look like she was sick.

Immediately, Jared calmed down. He even felt a little funny.

Amber was not sick, and she was only asleep.

But to fall asleep here, was she not afraid of catching a cold?

Jared had no intention of waking Amber up. He put her arms around his neck and then held her butt with one arm. He picked her up and walked to the bed.

When he came to the bedside, Jared put Amber on the bed. He tidied her hair and covered her with a quilt. After leaning over and kissing her forehead, he got up and turned off the light.

When Amber woke up the next day, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.

She opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling, and looked at the bed below her. She was stunned.

Strange, why was she in bed?

Hadn't she just gotten drunk and fallen to the ground after taking a shower last night?

Had Jared entered her room last night?

Amber pursed her red lips, rubbed her temples, and sat up on the bed.