Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 612 Cole's Warning

Jared lifted his feet into the house and walked familiarly toward the dining room table, placing the breakfast bags on the table and setting out the breakfast inside one by one. After putting it away, he turned his head to Amber and beckoned, "Come on in and eat."

"You can eat first; I'm going to fix my hair." Amber pointed to her hair.

When she just changed her clothes, she messed up her hair, and now she still hadn't fixed it.

She had to fix it before she could come out to meet people, otherwise, it would be rude.

"Go on, then." Jared nodded.

Amber answered and headed to her room.

A few minutes later, she finished her hair and came out.

Jared was already sitting at the table waiting for her, and when he saw her coming, he pulled out a chair beside him and gestured for her to sit there.

Amber didn't push back and went over to sit down.

"Try Violet's shrimp congee." Jared handed her a spoon.

Amber looked at him with surprise, "Violet cooked it?"

"Yeah." Jared nodded.

"You're coming from over at the old house?" Amber asked.

Jared poured her a glass of juice, "I went over to the old house this morning to pick up a few things, and I brought breakfast out from there."

"So that's it." Amber lifted her chin in a daze, "I thought it was you who went to the old house specifically to have Violet get breakfast."

"Sort of, at least the breakfast we had, I specifically asked Violet to make it fresh, after all, Grandma doesn't eat seafood." Jared smiled a little and said, "Well, eat up, it's cold, the food will get cold later." "Okay," Amber responded.

The two began to eat their breakfast in silence.

After breakfast, it was almost nine o'clock when the two of them left the door together and got into the car to leave Kelsington Bay.

Just as Jared's Maybach drove away, a figure walked out from the corner of the Kelsington Bay gate.

That man was Cole.

He came here because after calling Amber in the morning, he suddenly remembered that there was something he had left at his place and forgot to give it to her, so he drove over here, intending to give it to her.

What he didn't expect was to see her and Jared out together just as he arrived here.

And he could also see that she now no longer had a hint of resistance to Jared, and when she talked to him, her eyebrows were all happy.

Obviously, she has realized that she has fallen in love with Jared again and has accepted this fact.

Maybe even they might have gotten back together.

Otherwise, why would they come out of the building together?

Thinking of this, Cole's hands-on both sides couldn't help but tighten up, and his heart was filled with a sour sting.

Although he had said on the phone this morning that he was willing to let go.

But it was his feelings, how could it be so easy to put them down, at least there must be a long time to process them. So, seeing her with Jared was still hard on him.

Thinking of this, Cole took a deep breath, barely repressed his bitterness, pulled out his phone, and sent a message.

At the same time, Jared's cell phone rang in his pocket.

He paused from his conversation with Amber, took his phone out for a look, and saw the sender, with a flicker of surprise.

It's Cole!

Why would Cole text him out of the blue?

Jared's eyes darkened and he clicked on a text message that said: Are you and Amber together?

Jared raised an eyebrow, not sure why he would suddenly ask, but typed back: Pretty much.

At the other end, Cole looked at the words, frowning.

What did he mean, "Pretty much"?

Are they together now?

Cole pressed his lips together and continued to type, but his fingers trembled when tabbing: Now that you are together, you should treat her well and don't break her heart again, or I'll come after you! No one knows how much pain he was in now.

The feeling of pushing your loved one into the arms of another man was more painful than a needle prick!

But he couldn't help it, because the man he loved didn't love him, she loved another man.

He could only let her go to let her be happy!

On the other end of the phone, Jared looked at Cole's words, and his surprise deepened.

What does that mean?

Tell him to be nice to Amber. Cole was letting go of Amber?

Realizing this, Jared tugged his lips a little.

He didn't know how Cole had figured out to let Amber go, but it was a good thing for him.

After all, there is one less enemy, who coveted his lover, isn't that a good thing?

The curve of Jared's lips grew and the speed of typing was much faster: I will do it without you saying so.

Cole sneered: I hope so. Anyway, if I find out that you treat her badly, I will take her away from you so that you can never find her.

Jared narrowed his eyes: You don't have that chance!

After sending it, he put away his phone.

Amber looked at him and asked curiously, "Who are you talking to?"

"Someone who has moved on." Jared put his phone away and whispered back.

"Moved on?" Amber tilted her head in confusion, "What does that mean?"

Jared laughed lightly and didn't explain.

Amber shrugged and didn't ask again.

After all, if he didn't want to talk, how could she force him to do it?

Maybe, he was talking about business matters.

Soon, they arrived at Goldstone.

Ben parked the car. Amber lifted the bag on her shoulder and turned her head to look at the man beside her, "I'll go now."

Jared nodded slightly, "Let me walk you up."

"No need." Amber shook her head and refused, "Don't you have to work too, so don't walk me up, go back to the Farrell group early, bye!" She waved her hand, opened the door, and got out.

Jared rolled down his window and waited for Amber to walk around the front of the car to his side, then called out to her, "Amber." Amber stopped in her tracks, "What's wrong?"

"Remember to miss me." Jared looked at her and said seriously.

Amber's face suddenly flushed, and she quickly turned her head to look around to see if anyone was there.

Seeing there's no one else, she waved her hand at Jared, signaling him to hurry up and go, "I... I'll try."

After saying that, she turned around and ran quickly into the group's front door.

Jared gazed at her tenderly until she was out of sight, then he rolled up the window and instructed Ben, "Drive."

"Yes." Ben nodded in response and started the car.

On the other side, in the elevator.

Looking at the elevator door that slowly closed, Amber breathed a long sigh of relief, then raised her hand and touched her face.

Her face is still very hot at the moment, and without looking in the mirror, she knows her face must be very red.

It's Jared's fault for popping out some lovey-dovey words every now and then that she couldn't resist and didn't know how to respond.

But it was exciting.

Six years ago, when she fell in love with him, she did not get the same emotional response from him, so she naturally did not experience the excitement.

Now, six years later, she finally got his emotional response; she also realized that the feeling of mutual love is like this, sweet, exciting, and even addictive.

As she was thinking, the elevator doors suddenly dinged open and a sharp female voice came from outside, "It's you!"

Amber put her hand down from her face, hurriedly organized her inner thoughts, raised her head, and looked coldly at Braylee outside, "This is the elevator for executives. What's wrong with it being me?"☐☐☐