Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 621 Jared Apologized

At this time, the pot on the stove suddenly made a sound. The pot was boiling and the lid was lifted.

When Amber heard this, she quickly stopped what she was doing and looked at the stove. "The soup is boiling." Jared asked, "What next?"

"Turn off the fire, stir it with a spoon, and then bring the soup to the side." Amber pointed to the switch button.

"Okay, I'll do it." After saying that, Jared walked to the stove.

Amber suddenly thought of something and said, "Just stir it up. I'll bring it later."

He could not take the pot away with one hand.

Jared also knew that he could not carry it, and he did not refuse her words. He nodded and turned off the fire.

Then, he picked up the spoon at the side and went to remove the lid of the pot.

However, because he did not have any common sense in life, when he removed the lid of the pot, the boiling hot vapor directly scalded his wrist.

Jared immediately grunted and frowned in pain.

When Amber heard this, she quickly went forward to check. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Jared said calmly as he put down the lid of the pot.

"Are you really alright?" Amber narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. She obviously did not believe his words.

After all, she had really heard that muffled groan just now.

Jared's eyes flashed and he turned his gaze to the side, not daring to look at her in the eyes.

"I definitely don't believe it." How could Amber not see that he was feeling guilty? "Hurry up and tell me, what happened to you? If you don't tell me, I will check it myself." Seeing that the woman's expression was serious and her tone was serious, Jared finally compromised. He raised his right hand and revealed his wrist for her to see.

When Amber saw that his originally fair skin was now completely red, she immediately understood something and said in surprise, "You were scalded?"

Jared lowered his head and coughed awkwardly, admitting it.

"How did you get scalded?" Amber was confused.

"I was scalded by the vapor." Jared glanced at the pot on the stove and replied.

When Amber heard this, she was both angry and amused. "Alright, I finally understand now. Other than cleaning vegetables, you don't know how to do anything else. Forget it, you should just go out. Don't help me anymore. I'm afraid that if you continue to help me, I will become busier and busier. You will also suffer more injuries."

"Sorry..." Jared lowered his head in shame.

He did not expect himself to be so useless.

He couldn't even do a small thing in the kitchen.

Amber saw Jared's depression and understood his mood.

After all, he had come to help happily at the beginning, but he didn't help much. The more he helped, the more he felt uncomfortable. He felt sorry for having disappointed her.

But in fact, she did not feel disappointed.

It was understandable that he did not know how to do these things.

Moreover, the fact that he had taken the initiative to help her already made her feel very comforted.

"Alright, don't think too much about it." Amber patted Jared on the shoulder and comforted him.

Jared glanced at his left arm, and hope rose in his heart again.

That's right, it wasn't that he couldn't do anything well, but that his hands hadn't recovered yet.

Also, he wouldn't be able to learn it slowly.

He believed that in the future, he would truly be able to help her in some matters.

At the same time, he also discovered that he was really happy and liked cooking or doing something else with her. His heart also became extremely satisfied. "Let's go, I'll give it a simple treatment," Amber said again.

When she first started to learn how to cook, she had also been burned a lot, so she knew very well what it felt like to be scalded.

Now, Jared's wrist must be burning with pain.

Jared followed Amber out of the kitchen.

Amber asked him to sit down on the sofa. She went back to her room and took out a home medicine box.

Amber put the medicine box on the coffee table, squatted down, opened the medicine box, and took out the medicine.

"Give me your hand." Amber opened the packaging of the cotton swab and instructed the man.

The man obediently did as he was told and stretched out his hand, revealing his wrist.

Amber dipped the cotton swab with disinfectant alcohol and helped him sterilize the burns.

After the sterilization, she sprayed something on the area where he was scalded.

Jared instantly felt that his wrist was no longer burning. It was very comfortable, and his tightly knitted eyebrows also relaxed.

Amber saw it and smiled. Then, she tore open a cold sticker and stuck it to his wrist. "Alright, don't expose it to water. Tomorrow morning, you will be fine."

Jared withdrew his hand and had a gentle expression. "I understand."

"Go watch TV in the living room. I'll go cook." Amber closed the medicine box and stood up.

It was already past nine o'clock, so she couldn't delay any longer.

If she delayed any longer, it would be very late before they could eat.

Jared sat on the sofa and didn't get up again. "Go ahead, I'll wait for you."

Amber nodded and went back to the kitchen.

Soon, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen.

Jared took this opportunity to take out his phone and call Ben.

At this moment, Ben had not rested and was working overtime in his study.

These days, the Farrell Group wanted to develop a new field, so there were many things to do.

Logically speaking, as the president and chairman of the board, Jared should be the busiest person. After all, to develop a new field, he needed to make decisions on many aspects. However, on the contrary, Jared had become the idlest one in Farrell Group.

In order to accompany Amber, he had delegated a lot of work to his subordinates, and Ben was the one who had got the most work.

Therefore, at this time, Ben had not gotten off work and was still busy.

Hearing the phone ring, Ben rubbed his hair, put down the pen in his hand, and grabbed the phone in front of him to see who was calling. Hey, it's the Horrible Boss.

It must be something bad to receive his call at this hour!

After ridiculing Jared in his heart, Ben smiled and answered the phone, "Mr. Farrell."

"Find me a chef tomorrow," Jared instructed.

"Chef? Mr. Farrell, are you planning to replace the chef in the Farrell's Mansion?" Ben asked in confusion.

"No, I want to learn how to cook from him," Jared replied softly.

"What? You want to learn how to cook?" Ben almost choked on his own saliva.

"Yes."

"Mr. Farrell, why do you want to learn how to cook?" Ben's mouth twitched.

"This is not something you should ask about. Just do it. After you find one, let him go to my office every noon to teach me." Jared said.

This was the only time he could find to learn it.

He had to use the rest time to work and accompany Amber.

Two hours at noon was enough for him to learn. His learning ability was very good. He believed that it would not be long before he became a good cook.

At that time, Amber would definitely be very surprised to see a table of dishes he cooked for her, right?

Thinking of that kind of situation, Jared could not help but start to look forward to it in his heart.

When Ben heard that Jared wanted him to ask less, he rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He knew Mr. Farrell very well, after all.

He had suddenly wanted to learn how to cook for Ms. Reed.

Apart from Ms. Reed, who else had the ability to make him learn these unimportant things?‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒