Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 615 I Won't Leave You Behind

"Here, use this." Jared sensed that she probably didn't have anything to clean the tombstone, so he took out the silk handkerchief he used earlier. Amber took it from him and forced a smile. "Thank you. I'll buy you a new one."

Jared wanted to say she didn't have to. But it suddenly came to him that her buying him a new one would be a gift from her. So, he nodded. "Okay." He actually preferred if she could make one for him herself.

Amber was completely unaware of what was going on in Jared's head. She unfolded the handkerchief and started to wipe the tombstone.

Amber was extra careful when she dusted the photo, afraid that any unnecessary force would compromise the last bit of coloration of it.

Seeing that, Jared asked, "Are there any other photos of your mother? If not, I can have this restored and reprinted."

"I think I have some photos of her before she passed away. I can make a copy of them and have this replaced." Amber didn't stop what she was doing when she answered. Jared nodded, then remained silent.

Just then, Jared felt a drop of rain on his forehead.

He looked at the overcast sky. A storm was coming.

Jared didn't want to disturb Amber, who was cleaning the tombstone attentively, so he turned around and left.

Jared didn't make any noise when he walked away. Amber was too focused to notice that he was gone.

It was not until the sky started weeping that she stood up and turned around. "Jared Farrell, it's raining. Go back to the car..."

She stopped after realizing that Jared was long gone.

She was talking to no one, worrying for nothing.

Amber's face darkened as a surge of disappointment rose in her.

"Didn't he say he wants to do this with me? Didn't he say he is going to make up for the past six years? Where is he now? When did he left? Was it because I kept him waiting for too long, so he got impatient?" Amber bit her lower lip and laughed at her own foolishness.

"Right. Why should he? He didn't owe me anything. We have nothing to do with each other. Even if we do, he doesn't have to come. He has every right to leave. But why do I feel so disappointed?" Amber turned back. There was still a little unfinished. After cleaning it, she had to visit her dad's tombstone.

She squatted down yet again, ready to clean it.

The rain was still pouring down. But the next second, something over her head protected her from those water bullets.

Amber looked up. It was an umbrella.

She turned around to see Jared standing behind her holding the umbrella for her.

He tilted the umbrella towards her, his clothes visibly drenched by the heavy rain.

But he stood still holding it for her as if nothing had happened.

Amber was shocked. She opened her mouth, unable to make a sound until moments later. "Didn't... Didn't you just leave?"

Jared chuckled. "No. I just saw it was going to rain, so I went to get the umbrella. What? Are you afraid that I'll leave without telling you?"

Amber felt a little guilty for making assumptions like that. She wanted to refute him but couldn't utter a word.

She found that she couldn't lie to him at all.

Seeing this, Jared smiled, squatted down, put his umbrella on his shoulder, and pulled her in. He whispered into her ears, "Silly, I promised I would do this with you. I will keep my promise. Do you know how hard it is to regain your trust? I will never leave you behind."

Sensing that he was telling the truth, Amer rested her head on his shoulder. The insecurity in her heart finally dissipated.

It turned out that she was not as nonchalant as she thought she would be.

She actually wanted him to stay with her.

The words he just said made her feel happy and safe.

"I'm not silly. You are silly. You did go get the umbrella without telling me." Amber patted Jared's back gently as a nominal punishment.

The clothes on his back were completely soaked by the cold rain.

Hearing that, Jared chuckled again. "Okay. Silly me."

"Good since you know that." Amber grunted. She reached for the umbrella, took his arm, and stood up with him.

"Looks like it's going to be raining for a while. We can do this some other time. You are drenched." Amber brushed off the rain drops on his shoulder with her free hand.

Knowing that she said so because she cared about him, a wave of happiness flooded Jared's heart.

"No. Let's continue." Jared shook his head. "We already bring Braylee here. It won't be that easy to bring her here next time. Let's just finish this once and for all. A long delay means trouble." Moreover, he could see that she also wanted to continue.

"But..." Amber gazed at him and bit her lower lip, looking a little hesitant.

Jared fixed her hair for her. "Okay. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Let's go."

With that, he took her hand and walked towards Hugo Reed's tombstone.

Looking at his back, Amber held the umbrella and compromised. "Thank you, Jared Farrell. I'll treat you to dinner when it's over."

"At your house?" Jared turned to look at her.

Maybe he could stay for the night if he was lucky.

Amber didn't know what he was planning on, so she nodded. "Sure."

He just got soaked through because of her and all he asked was a meal at her house. How could he refuse him?

"Then it's settled." Something flashed across Jared's eyes.

Two minutes later, they arrived at the area where Hugo was buried.

Since her mother passed away more than 20 years ago, the spots around her tombstone had been sold out long ago.

That was why Amber's parents buried so far apart.

From a distance, Amber could see two guards forcing Braylee to kneel in front of the tombstone.

Braylee looked like she was in pain. She wriggled under their grip, cursing Amber.

The unprintable invective she hurled at Amber was simply offensive to the ear.

Jared frowned, glaring at Braylee coldly.

Amber sensed Jared's anger and knew why he was mad. She patted on his arm. "Just walk away. She was just doing this for our reaction. Don't give her what she wants." With that, handed him the umbrella. "Wait here. I'll handle it."

"Sheila," she called.

Hearing Amber's voice, Sheila walked over with the umbrella. "Miss Reed."

Sheila tilted the umbrella towards Amber.

Amber lowered her head and walked over to stand with Sheila. She gazed at Jared and said, "I'll go address it now."

"Okay." Jared nodded.