Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 700 How About We Live Here

"Let's go," Jared grabbed Amber's arm.

"But..." Amber held the bowl and hesitated.

Jared glanced at Georgia and gestured for Amber to leave.

Amber understood and handed the bowl to Georgia. "Grandma, take your time. Tell me if you need anything."

"Okay," Georgia nodded kindly.

Jared pulled Amber back to the table.

Jared handed her the fork. "Let's eat. These're your favorite."

Amber picked up her fork, beaming at him. "Thank you."

Then they were eating and chatting.

After dinner, they left around 9 p.m.

When they arrived at Zenith Building, Jared opened the door and gestured for her to get off the car.

Amber grabbed the chain nervously with both hands and bent slightly to get off. "Sorry to disturb you."

Jared's brows furrowed. "Why? This will be your future home too."

Amber's cheeks reddened with ashamed. She turned her head away, and snapped, "Come off it!"

"Hey, I'm serious," Jared bent down to open the shoe wardrobe and rummaged through it. "This'll be our house if we remarried. So, how about we live here in the future?"

"We?" Amber was taken aback.

Jared nodded.

Amber looked at him. "Aren't we living with Grandma in the old mansion?"

"Yeah, but I've decided to send Grandma to a nursing house." Jared took out a pair of pink fluffy slippers and placed them in front of Amber.

Amber looked at the pink bunny-ear slippers awkwardly.

Who bought this? It was so tacky!

She didn't just blurt it out, and instead, took off her high heels and put them on.

This slipper was just right.

So, these were prepared for her.

But it was hard to guess who prepared this for her. Jared or Ben?

Whatever, it was just too girly, too stereotypical!

To every man, any woman was supposed to love pink and cute stuff like a bunny, right?

"Why did you send Grandma to the nursing house?" Amber followed Jared into the living room and put down the purse.

Jared got a glass of water from the water dispenser for Amber and replied in a low voice, "The doctor has warned me that Grandma's situation is getting worse."

"What?" Amber's expression changed. Her hand trembled with astonishment.

After a while, she managed to calm down, and choked, "How's this possible?"

"Well, you know, things happen." Jared sat down across from her and drank water as he said exhaustedly.

Amber tightened the grip on the cup. "How long can Grandma live?"

"Two years," Jared stared to the ground. "At most."

"So, you want to slow it down." Amber looked at him..

Jared nodded. "The nursing house has the world's top health care team. Grandma will be taken good care of. I hope that would keep her live longer somewhat..." Amber got the idea.

This could ease her passing, but wouldn't be very long.

It took a lot of courage to say such things.

So, Amber totally understood that.

Amber placed her hand on Jared's shoulder to comfort him silently.

Jared wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her to his chest and then buried his head in her neck.

Amber was stunned for a moment before pushing him away. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Don't move." Jared tightened his grip and pulled her closer and closer. They could feel each other's breath.

Amber couldn't even breathe and turned rigid. "No, let me go."

Jared raised his head, his eyes sparkling aggrieved. "This thing is hard, but hugging you makes it easier. Are you not going to help me?"

Amber's lips twitched involuntarily.

What a ridiculous excuse!

He was using his mood as an excuse to take advantage of Amber.

But he indeed looked sad. So, he could do this once and once only.

Amber sighed and relaxed. She put her hand back and said, "Alright, only this once. Make it quick. I still need to take a bath."

"Okay," Jared buried his head in her neck and gave a muffled reply.

In the beginning, they were really just cuddling.

But then Jared started to kiss her neck twice and nibbled her.

Amber felt itchy.

Amber shrunk back and pat the man's back. "What are you doing?"

Jared raised his head and looked into her eyes lovingly. He swallowed hard and replied in a velvety baritone, "Little Maple, are you still on your period?" Amber's cheek instantly turned red. "Yep."

A hint of disappointment flashed through Jared's eyes. "How many days left?"

He really wanted her now.

He couldn't hold it any longer.

He would probably be crazy.

Amber elbowed him angrily. "What's the rush?"

Jared pulled her closer. "Do you know how it feels when you don't have the things you crave?"

Amber's cheeks were still blazing as she pushed him away and stood up. "Either take it or leave it."

She then walked toward the bathroom.

Jared rubbed between his brows helplessly.

Alright, wait a few more days.

He couldn't push her. That wasn't what he wanted.

Amber was standing in front of the washstand and checking out her blushing face in the bathroom mirror. She hurriedly turned on the tap and splashed the cold water to cool herself down. It didn't help, and the other way round, it turned even hotter.

Her heart was racing.

It was all Jared's fault. They were talking about Georgia!

Now the fantasy had gone into her head and disturbed her.

He was really good at ruining things!

Someone knocked on the bathroom door. Jared's voice came through the door, "Little Maple, the toiletries are in the bathroom of my bedroom. You should go to my room." Amber wiped her hands and opened the door. "Okay."

Jared looked at her drenched hair and frowned. "What happened to your hair?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐