Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 987

"No need." Amber hurriedly waved her hand before he could come over, "I'm not a cripple, why do I need you to carry me over?"

With that, he looked down and started putting on his shoes.

Jared stood beside her and raised a good-looking eyebrow, "Really?"

"No really." She nodded as she put on her slippers.

Jared chortled, "Okay then, I'll see if you can make it on your own?"

I don't know if it's my own illusion, but Amber actually heard a mocking implication from his words.

She looked up at him for a moment, did not see anything, shook off some dizzy head, "How can I not go? You watch, I'm sure I can."

With that, the change jerked to his feet.

As a result, just after standing up, her legs instantly went weak and her body lunged forward.

Amber's face changed in fear and she screamed out in horror.

Jared saw this, but did not panic and took a step forward, opened his arms and caught her directly.

Amber collapsed into his arms, smelling the mint scent of his body and feeling the warmth of his arms, which was a great relief.

Fortunately, did not fall.

If you fall straight down, face down, it is estimated that the teeth are going to fall out.

"How's it going, is everything okay?" Jared carried the woman back to the edge of the bed.

Amber sat back down and shook her head in shock, "It's okay."

"Now do you know why I'm carrying you there?" Jared stood in front of her, wrapping his arms around her and looking at her snidely.

Amber's little face flushed, "You knew I'd be like this?"

Jared was noncommittal.

How crazy he had to be last night, he knew in his own mind.

Otherwise, she can't be like a mad kitten, biting and scratching at him.

Therefore, he also knew exactly what kind of situation she would be in when she woke up the next day, which is why he prepared early and was ready to take care of her.

But she's good, she doesn't want him to take care of her, she has to do it herself.

And what happened? A lesson learned?

Thinking, Jared looked at the stubborn little woman and smiled helplessly, "Don't you want me to hold you now?"

Amber's lips pursed tightly and finally opened her arms, "Hug."

Forget it, she compromised.

Anyway, I can't walk with weak legs, someone wants to serve me, why not accept?

Looking at the woman with a casual, indifferent look, Jared's eyes flashed a hint of doting, bending down to pick her up horizontally and walking in the direction of the bathroom.

He knew she was consistently thin-skinned and easily shy, so he didn't offer to help her undress and guard her words on the toilet, but carried her into the bathroom and made sure she could stand up holding onto something, then went out and waited outside.

To be honest, Amber was relieved to see the man out.

She was really afraid that men would say things like watching her go to the bathroom.

After all, with a man's thick skin, it's not like it's impossible.

The good thing is, men don't do that.

Amber exhaled lightly, opened the toilet lid and started to use the toilet.

Jared leaned against the wall by the bathroom door and waited for her. When he heard the sound of water filling from inside, he stood up straight and opened the door to enter.

"Okay?" Jared stood in the doorway, still holding the bathroom door handle in his hand.

Amber held the edge of the sink and came to the sink, "No yet, ready to wash up."

Jared nodded, "Then you wash, and I'll wait for you."

After saying that, he sent the door handle to open the door and walked over.

This time, instead of waiting outside, he chose to wait by her side.

Amber also does not care about him, after all, she did not go to the toilet, just washing, and not afraid of him to look, as long as he does not disturb her and mess up.

Women spend more time washing up, some washing down, half an hour has passed.

But Jared waited without complaint, and even watched her from start to finish.