My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 164

He raised his hand, put it under his nose, and smelled a faint fragrance.

Hayden knew it was the smell of her perfume, which remained in his hand after he shook hands with her.

This fragrance was fresh and elegant, just like her. He wanted to smell it a few more times.

So he did. He lowered his head slightly and smelled the aroma on his hand. What came into his mind was the scene that he held Amber in his arms, burying his head in her neck and smelling the perfume on her body.

For a moment, Hayden's ears became red and his heart beat faster.

Just then, the door of the elevator opened.

Cole came out with a thermos in his hand. He hadn't expected that there would be someone there and almost bumped into him.

Fortunately, Cole stopped in time and avoided such a situation.

"Why are you here?" Seeing that the person in front of him was Hayden, Cole asked doubtfully.

The image in Hayden's mind vanished, and his face fell.

Then thinking of the relationship between Cole and Amber, he felt even worse. He snorted, passed Cole and went straight into the elevator without answering.

Cole tilted his head, feeling confused. "What's the matter?"

Did he offend Hayden?

Why did he look at him like he's an enemy?"

"What a lunatic!" Cole was in puzzlement. He rolled his eyes and walked to Amber's office.

"Hey babe." Cole pushed the door open and went in.

Amber was dealing with the documents. When she heard his voice, she looked up and asked, "Why are you here? You got your work done?"

Since the Goldstone was on the right track, Cole came here less frequently than before.

After all, he had his own company to look after.

"I have nothing to do today. My mother made braised pork ribs. She knows you like it, so she asked me to bring you some." Cole raised the thermos in his hand.

Amber's eyes lit up. "It's been a long time since I ate that last time. I really appreciate it."

"Try it now before it gets cold." Cole put the thermos on her desk and then opened lid.

As soon as it was opened, a strong meaty smell filled the air.

Amber's smile froze when she smelled that. Her face turned pale at a visible speed. She covered her mouth, pushed the chair away, and ran to the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Cole was stunned till he heard her retching. He quickly put down the plate in his hand and rushed to the bathroom.

The moment he was at the door of the bathroom door, Cole saw Amber bending over the washing table and vomiting.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Cole frowned, his eyes full of worry.

Amber adjusted her breathing, closed her eyes slightly, leaned against the wall beside the washing table, and said weakly, "I'm fine."

"You are not well. Look at your pale face. No, I'll call the doctor." As he spoke, Cole took out his mobile phone and was about to make a phone call.

Amber opened her eyes and stopped him. "Cole, there's no need. I'm not sick."

"Not sick?" Cole looked at her with confusion. "Then why are you..."

Amber sighed. "All right. I won't hide it from you now. You'll find out sooner or later anyway. I'm pregnant."

"Oh, pregnant. I thought..."

Then Cole suddenly realized something. He widened his eyes and raised his voice. "What? You are pregnant?"

Amber nodded.