Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 680 Ben Came to Apologize

Amber's voice was soft and a bit harsh, filled with drowsiness, and her eyes didn't even open. Though she wasn't fully awake, she asked Jared for the time, which showed that she knew they slept together last night. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so relaxed but sit up to question him why he was on her bed?

"It's 10 a.m." Jared checked the watch and answered.

Amber opened her eyes immediately and exclaimed, "What? It's 10'o clock already?" Her voice was sharp out of shock.

Amber sat up in a hurry and mumbled, "Gosh, it's too late. I have a meeting this morning." Scratching her messy hair, she was about to get down from the bed. But Jared held her waist from behind and pulled her back into his arms.

Amber was so anxious that she tried to break away from Jared. "What are you doing, Jared? Let go of me! I am in a hurry! I need to wash up now!"

"Don panic." Jared smiled. "Your secretary has called you and I think she was supposed to ask why you haven't come to the office yet. But when she knew you were here with me, she hung up the phone instead of urging you to go to the company. So, the meeting is not that important, I guess. Don't be so anxious, huh? Let's have breakfast first."

"But..." Amber knew the meeting wasn't that important but she didn't like to be late for work.

Seeing her frowning, Jared knew she was still reluctant to be late. He touched her eyebrows lightly and tried to soothe them. "I know what you are worrying about. But sometimes it is not a bad thing to be late for work. You are the chairman of the board, so you have this privilege, and being late can be an act of deterrence."

Jared's words eased Amber down and dispersed the anxiety in her heart. She nodded and said, "Well, if you say so, I will take my time." It would be better to take the advice from the CEO and chairman of the board of the Goldstone Co. Besides, she knew missing the meeting wouldn't do much harm to the company. Since she had been late, there was no need to be hurried.

"Well, though we don't need to be in a rush, it's time to get up. Don't you feel hungry?" Amber asked.

But Jared was putting her hand on his and playing with it. Compared to his, her hand was small and soft, really adorable, and he couldn't stop playing with it.

"Well, I am not that hungry," Jared answered and let go of her hand.

Seeing the disappointment in his eyes when he put down her hand, Amber felt amused. Was her hand that special? She looked at her hand and it certainly had five fingers, no more and no less. Why was Jared so obsessed with it?

Then, she stopped thinking, got down from the bed, and headed to the bathroom. Following her, Jared also went to the bathroom intending to wash up with her. They had been doing this last night, so Amber didn't stop him. Besides, this was Jared's house and she was his guest. How could the guest drive the host away?

After washing, Jared went to the cloakroom to dress while Amber went to the balcony to pick up her clothes. She had dried the clothes before she hung them out so she was not afraid that there would be no clothes for her to change.

Having changed the clothes, Jared went out of the cloakroom and saw Amber had already dressed up and was holding up a mirror to put on her make-up.

"What would you like to eat for breakfast?" Penciling her eyebrows, Amber glanced at Jared and asked.

Walking towards her, Jared began to look at her clothes. "Well, shall we eat out?"

Putting down the mirror, Amber said, "Ok, that's nice."

"We can go to the Eclipse. The steamed prawn dumpling there was your favorite." Jared said, adjusting his necktie.

Jared had noticed she wore the same clothes yesterday. He was supposed to ask Ben to bring her a set of clothes but she rejected it because it would take too much time. But then it came to Jared that he could prepare some clothes for her in his house. Jared felt quite excited thinking of her clothes mixing with his in the wardrobe, like the wardrobe of husband and wife, and his Adam's apple moved slightly from the imagination.

"Let's go." Seeing Amber putting up her bag, he said, his voice harsh from excitement.

"Hey, what's wrong with your voice?" Amber asked concernedly, "Is your throat still hurt from yesterday's alcohol?" But it was not supposed to be because his voice was fine when he woke up. Amber tilted her head, bewildered.

Dropping his eyes, Jared said, "No, no. It was... I was just thirsty." He would never tell her he was too excited for imagining the wardrobe filled with their clothes and perhaps the life they lived together, or she would laugh at him.

Amber didn't know what Jared's imagination and she thought his voice was harsh because he hadn't drunk water since the morning. So, Amber stooped down to get Jared a glass of water. "Here. Have some water before we go out."

"Thanks." Jared took a drink from the glass. He couldn't refuse or Amber might find out he was lying. When he finished the glass of water, they walked to the front door. But just when they were about to reach for the doorknob, the bell rang.

Jared checked on the monitor and saw the visitor was Ben.

Ben was pacing back and forth before the door, holding his hands together and taking in a deep breath from time to time. Nervousness and worriedness were written all over his face.

Amber also saw Ben and raising her eyebrow, she said to Jared, "I think Ben is here to apologize."

"Apologize?" Jared was about to open the door for Ben but hearing her words, he stopped and turned to Amber instead.

Pushing her hair behind her ear, Amber said, "Well, there was something I forgot to tell you. Yesterday while you were drunk, Ben was here too and when your grandma called to ask about you, Ben told her something, and what he said made her faint."

"Grandma fainted?" Jared's eyes widened and his face darkened.

Amber grabbed his hand immediately and comforted him, "Hey, don't worry. Granny is fine. She fainted because she was shocked by the message. Yesterday afternoon, Ben had told me that granny had recovered consciousness. I was supposed to tell you when you sobered up but I was so weary from taking care of you that I forgot about it. Well, I have just remembered it at the sight of Ben."

Knowing his grandma was fine, Jared let out a sigh of relief. If there was anything wrong with his grandma, he wasn't sure what he would do to Ben.

Jared reached for the doorknob and opened the door with a sullen face.

Ben straightened up and stood still as soon as the door opened. "Mr. Farrell," he said timidly.

Jared only glanced at him coldly without saying a word.

Ben could tell Mr. Farrell had known what happened yesterday and he couldn't blame Mr. Farrell for being mad at him. Also, he was not surprised that Ms. Reed would inform Mr. Farrell about this. Even if Ms. Reed didn't mention it, he would apologize to Mr. Farrell himself and that was why he was here.

Therefore, Ben took in a deep breath, bowed down ninety degrees, and said, "Mr. Farrell, I am so sorry for what happened yesterday and it was all my fault. I will take on all the punishments."¶¶¶¶¶¶¶