Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 890

Chapter 890 Don't Call Me Baby
As expected, it was delicious.
Amber couldn't help nodding her head in praise of the man.
The man smiled brightly, “Eat more if you like it”
With these words, he used another pair of chopsticks specially designed for her to pick food to her plate.
After one dish, another dish.
By the time Jared finished, Amber's plate was almost piled up.
But the man didn’t seem to want to stop. He seemed to be addicted to that.
Amber grabbed his wrist and shook his head, “Okay, stop it. Are you trying to prop me up?”
Jared took a look at her plate and realized he was overstuffing.
He seemed embarrassed and put down his chopsticks and coughed a little, “I'm sorry. Go ahead”
Amber then let go of his hand and started eating again.
As she ate, she suddenly became aware of something, and her chewing stopped a little.
Wait, when she got up, didn’t she say she was going to bite this man for making her so weak to fall?

Why hadn't she done that yet?

Amber looked suspiciously at the abundance of food on the plate before her and attributed it all to the man being too seductive
and too good at pleasing girls.

Well, for the sake of the delicious meal he prepared for her, she might as well let him go.

With that in mind, Amber continued eating without any stress.

She would never admit that she was so easy to buy.

She was just too kind.

Well, yes, too kind.

Jared saw her nod, his eyes narrowed, then reached out and rubbed her soft hair, wondering what was going on in her head.

Amber was in the middle of her dinner when she got a hand rub on her head. She glowered with anger, “Jared, what are you doing?”

Jared smiled, “Nothing. | just can't help it because your head is so cute”

Instead of feeling happy, Amber was creeped out.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and unconsciously she moved her chair a little farther away, away from this pervert.

He couldn't help it because her head was so cute.

He said it as if he thought her head was so lovely that he could not help but tear it out.

Jared blinked in confusion as Amber pulled up the chair, “What's the matter?”

Why did she suddenly move her chair?

Of course, Amber couldn't tell him that she misinterpreted his words. She shook her head slightly and replied, “Nothing. | just felt
uncomfortable in my previous seat, so | moved to another one”

Jared lifted his chin and was noncommittal.

After dinner, Jared cleared up the dishes for Amber.

Amber, seeing that he insisted, collapsed on the couch to rest.

After all, someone was willing to do it for her, so why not?

Amber stretched comfortably on the sofa.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated.

Amber reached into her nightgown pocket and pulled out the phone which made her stomach numbing and itchy. It was Cole.

She couldn't believe he was texting her at this hour. Was there something wrong?

Without delay, Amber sat up on the couch and clicked Cole’s message. It was just one sentence, “Amber, my mom wants to know if you're free tomorrow. She wants you to bring that Jared to my house for dinner.”

At this, Amber smacked her forehead.

She couldn't believe she forgot about it.

Cole had told her a few days earlier that his mother knew she and Jared were getting back together and wanted her to take him to his house for dinner.

She agreed and said she would come the next day.

But because she was suddenly busy those two days, she didn’t make it.

Amber put the phone down, turned around, knelt on the couch, grabbed the top of the back of the couch with both hands, and
yelled toward the kitchen, “Jared...”

Hearing Amber calling from outside the kitchen, Jared threw off his cloth, turned on the tap, washed his hands, and took off his
apron.