My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 672

Jared watched Amber's figure vanish outside his door, his bad hunch deepening.

When Amber walked out just now, her meaningful smile made him realize that he must have done something odd when he was drunk.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have looked that way.

He wondered what on earth he had done.

Jared slightly bowed his head with one hand supporting it, trying his best to ring the bell. He wished to recall what had happened after he got drunk.

Finally, he rang the bell.

After all, he didn't suffer memory loss. He had forgotten about it for the time being. Since he tried hard to recall it, he finally remembered.

Jared was shocked because he looked like a retard after getting drunk.

Although he didn't have an expression, his shivering lips indicated that he had been heavily hit by his memory.

He couldn't believe that it was him!

How could he have done those childish things to Amber like a child? No wonder Amber had a gloating smile on her face while looking at him like looking at a laughingstock.

For a moment, Jared had deep self-doubt. He doubted if he shouldn't have drunk. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become like that, and nor would have Amber seen it.

However, it was too late for him to regret it. Amber had seen everything.

Jared was afraid that his image in Amber's mind as a mature, wise man must be ruined. Instead, she remembered him as a stupid, childish man.

Jared covered his face with his arm, chest heaving up and down.

He wondered how he could face Amber after going out to the living room.

If he went out, he would see Amber look at him in jest.

Jared rubbed between his eyebrows, his mind a mess.

Right then, there was a curt knock on his bedroom door. Amber said, "Jared, done? Time for dinner."

Jared's thin lips parted. He answered hoarsely, "Okay. Comin'."

Amber raised her eyebrows behind the door upon hearing his weak tone in embarrassment.

She could tell that he had recalled.

Covering her lips, Amber chuckled. "Hurry up."

"Ehn," Jared answered.

Amber turned away, heading for the living room.

In the bedroom, Jared put down his hand after hearing her footsteps go farther. Then he lifted the quilt, ready to get off bed.

He convinced himself to face Amber bravely.

After all, he couldn't avoid seeing her all his life.

Besides, he had done something stupid, which was a fact that couldn't be changed. He couldn't stop her laughing at him anyway.

Thinking of that, Jared calmed down a bit and got off the bed.

When he pulled out a leg, he found that he was in pajamas instead of his suit when he got drunk.

He wondered if Amber had also helped him change his clothes.

Jared checked on his pajamas. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. He stood up, walking to the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelt the food fragrance.

Jared had tenderness on his face, walking to the dining room.

The closer he approached there, the stronger the food fragrance became.