My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber) novel Chapter 742

Amber hadn't agreed with him to move into her apartment, but Jared took the initiative to do it without asking her for her permission.

Jared chuckled. "You've got the point. I'm your boyfriend, and your place is gonna be my place sooner or later."

"Don't you think my apartment is too small?" Amber held her arms across her chest, looking up at him.

Jared smiled. "Of course not. As long as I stay with you, I don't care how small the house is."

Amber laughed. "You are just trying to please me."

She had to admit that she had been pleased, though.

"I'm not lying. I meant what I said. Otherwise, I wouldn't have moved here, would I?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ben with the two suitcases, slightly raised his chin, and said, "Go ahead to move them upstairs, Ben."

"Yes, Mr. Farrell," Ben answered.

Jared withdrew his gaze. Holding Amber's hand, he said, "Let's go upstairs. He'll take care of them."

"Wait a minute." Amber didn't lift her foot. She turned around to check on the two huge suitcases. "Ben, are they heavy? If they are, I can..."

Knowing what she would say, Ben hurriedly waved his hand to refuse. "Nah. They are not heavy. Don't worry, Ms. Reed. I can handle them."

"Are you sure?" Amber pointed at the suitcases.

Ben didn't answer yet, but Jared pressed her finger down. "There are wheels under each suitcase. He doesn't need to carry them. If he cannot handle this trifle, he's not worth such a high annual salary."

He glanced at Ben coldly while he spoke.

Ben cursed inwardly, but on the surface, he said with a smile, "Mr. Farrell is correct. Ms. Reed, please don't worry about me."

Ms. Reed was indeed kind and warm-hearted compared to Mr. Farrell, the heartless man.

Since Ben insisted, Amber nodded. "All right. Thanks a lot, Ben."

"Not at all. That's my duty," Ben pulled out the bar of one suitcase, pushed up his glasses, and answered.

"All right. Let's go upstairs." Jared was unwilling to waste time in the garage. He wanted to go upstairs instantly. Hence, he seized Amber's wrist and walked toward the elevator.

Amber could tell he was eager to go upstairs. She helplessly shook her head. "Slow down, Jared."

Jared didn't answer, but he slowed down obediently.

Soon, they arrived at her apartment.

Amber pulled out the key card and swiped it above the senor.

With a beep, the door was unlocked.

Amber was about to press the key card into her purse, but she sensed that Jared's gaze followed her hand.

She looked up at him.

Jared seemed not to notice her gaze. He kept gazing at her access car. His lips parted, seemingly aiming to say something.

Amber raised her eyebrows and smiled.

She could tell the desire from his eyes.

"Give me your hand," Amber ordered, holding her arms across her chest.

Jared was confused, but he reached out his hand obediently. "What's wrong?"

Amber didn't answer. She continued, "Open your hand, palm up."

Jared obeyed her order again.

Amber reached out and put the white key card onto his palm.