My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 662

In Jared's dream, he was a child.

As usual, he went upstairs and asked his mother downstairs for breakfast.

Every time Jared knocked on the door, his mother would open the door with a gentle smile.

But this time, no matter how Jared knocked on the door, his mother didn't open it, which made him a little uneasy.

Therefore, Jared asked the servant to get a backup key. As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of blood came from the bathroom.

With a pale face, Jared froze for a few seconds and then crazily ran to the bathroom.

The door of the bathroom was open, and no sooner had he got to the door than he was stunned.

Jared's mother was lying on the edge of the bathtub, her face and body splattered with blood.

She held the brow razor in one hand while the other hand was placed in the bathtub full of water.

A bathtub of blood-red water.

Jared's mother, whose body was stiff and cold, was dead.

What Jared saw that day was deeply engraved in his memory, and he would remember it on each anniversary of his mother's death. It tormented Jared both mentally and physically, and he could disentangle himself from it.

Even sometimes, Jared dreamed about what had never happened.

For example, this time, he dreamed that his dead mother suddenly stood up from the edge of the bathtub. Covered in blood, she walked toward Jared slowly and asked why he came to her belly.

If she hadn't been pregnant with Jared, she would have left the Farrell family long ago and pursued her love.

Then, she strangled Jared with her blood-stained hands.

Jared opened his eyes in horror. With bloodshot eyes, he was a little short of breath.

Amber was startled, and it took a while for her to recover. She looked down at Jared and patted his face gently. "Jared, what happened?"

Jared stared at the ceiling with hollow eyes as if he didn't hear Amber. His thin lips moved as he murmured something.

Amber bent down, put her ear to his mouth, and listened carefully.

"I'm sorry..."

Sorry?

Amber frowned, her eyes full of doubts.

Why did Jared say sorry?

Who was he saying to?

Amber looked at Jared and knew that he was still dreaming. She quickly grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Jared, Wake up! Wake up!"

Amber had to wake Jared out of the dream, or it wouldn't be harmful to him.

Jared should recover as soon as possible.

After that, Jared's pupils gradually shrank, and he looked from the ceiling to Amber's face.

Jared stared at Amber, and after a few seconds, he made a voice, "Amber?"

His voice was as hoarse as a drake.

Jared drank too much, so he felt his throat was almost burning.