Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 640

Last night, he promised not to get into her bed. And what happened?

What happened?

She should have known that guys were not trustworthy.

Amber squinted, suddenly raised her foot, and kicked Jared.

Jared, who was sleeping at the edge of the bed, fell to the ground heavily, together with the blanket.

He immediately woke up and sat on the ground, with a little confusion in his eyes.

What happened?

Why was he on the floor?

Jared rubbed his temples, and suddenly felt a glare sweep over him.

He looked up and met Amber's angry face. Looking at her bent leg, he understood everything.

She kicked him out of bed!

She must have done that because he broke his promise.

Jared chuckled, put his hand down from his temple, then got up, sat down beside the bed, looked sideways at Amber, and asked, "What's wrong? Get angry in the morning?"

"How dare you ask me what's wrong?" Amber stared, "Jared, you don't keep your word!"

She pointed at him.

Jared pressed her hand down. "What did I do?"

"You said you won't sneak into my blanket but you did!" Amber couldn't believe that he even dare to ask.

She was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Jared smirked, "Really? I got into your blanket? Are you sure?"

"Of course, I am!" said Amber. "I woke up and saw you under my blanket!" Amber slapped the bed and said.

Jared waved his index finger. "You're wrong. The blanket you saw was mine, not yours. So, Amber, I have to correct you, it was you who sneaked into my blanket."

"What?" When Amber heard his words, her voice instantly rose, "I sneaked into your blanket? Jared, you are funny, why would I..."

Before she finished the sentence, she suddenly thought of something. She opened her mouth widely and lost her words.

She realized that what he said seemed to be true.

Because she saw that the blanket on her body was the blue one that she gave him last night. It wasn't her pink blanket.

Thinking of this, Amber quickly turned around looking for her blanket.

At the moment, however, there was no blanket on the bed.

Then, she looked under the bed and finally saw her pink blanket under her side of the bed.

At this moment, Amber was completely sure that it was not Jared, but her. She sneaked into Jared's blanket. Her face instantly turned red. As red as blood.

Seeing this, Jared smiled, "Trust me now?"

Amber lowered her head without saying anything.

Jared added, "so I'm not breaking my oath, am I?"

"You knew it. Stop asking!" Amber stared at him.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop." Jared smiled again, then bent down to pick up the blanket on the ground, bypassing the end of the bed, went to her side and picked up her blanket, "I'll call Ben, ask him to buy breakfast. You can go wash up now."

"Okay." Amber nodded.

Jared opened the door and went out.

After he left, Amber grabbed the blanket and buried her head in it, groaning in annoyance.

What a shame!

How could she sneak into his blanket?

Amber was puzzled. "Do I move so much when I sleep?"

Just then, someone knocked on the door. Jared's voice came from outside, "Amber, what do you want for breakfast?"