Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 742 Key Card

Amber hadn't agreed with him to move into her apartment, but Jared took the initiative to do it without asking her for her permission.

Jared chuckled. "You've got the point. I'm your boyfriend, and your place is gonna be my place sooner or later."

"Don't you think my apartment is too small?" Amber held her arms across her chest, looking up at him.

Jared smiled. "Of course not. As long as I stay with you, I don't care how small the house is."

Amber laughed. "You are just trying to please me."

She had to admit that she had been pleased, though.

"I'm not lying. I meant what I said. Otherwise, I wouldn't have moved here, would I?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ben with the two suitcases, slightly raised his chin, and said, "Go ahead to move them upstairs, Ben." "Yes, Mr. Farrell," Ben answered.

Jared withdrew his gaze. Holding Amber's hand, he said, "Let's go upstairs. He'll take care of them."

"Wait a minute." Amber didn't lift her foot. She turned around to check on the two huge suitcases. "Ben, are they heavy? If they are, I can..."

Knowing what she would say, Ben hurriedly waved his hand to refuse. "Nah. They are not heavy. Don't worry, Ms. Reed. I can handle them." "Are you sure?" Amber pointed at the suitcases.

Ben didn't answer yet, but Jared pressed her finger down. "There are wheels under each suitcase. He doesn't need to carry them. If he cannot handle this trifle, he's not worth such a high annual salary." He glanced at Ben coldly while he spoke.

Ben cursed inwardly, but on the surface, he said with a smile, "Mr. Farrell is correct. Ms. Reed, please don't worry about me."

Ms. Reed was indeed kind and warm-hearted compared to Mr. Farrell, the heartless man.

Since Ben insisted, Amber nodded. "All right. Thanks a lot, Ben."

"Not at all. That's my duty," Ben pulled out the bar of one suitcase, pushed up his glasses, and answered.

"All right. Let's go upstairs." Jared was unwilling to waste time in the garage. He wanted to go upstairs instantly. Hence, he seized Amber's wrist and walked toward the elevator.

Amber could tell he was eager to go upstairs. She helplessly shook her head. "Slow down, Jared."

Jared didn't answer, but he slowed down obediently.

Soon, they arrived at her apartment.

Amber pulled out the key card and swiped it above the senor.

With a beep, the door was unlocked.

Amber was about to press the key card into her purse, but she sensed that Jared's gaze followed her hand.

She looked up at him.

Jared seemed not to notice her gaze. He kept gazing at her access car. His lips parted, seemingly aiming to say something.

Amber raised her eyebrows and smiled.

She could tell the desire from his eyes.

"Give me your hand," Amber ordered, holding her arms across her chest.

Jared was confused, but he reached out his hand obediently. "What's wrong?"

Amber didn't answer. She continued, "Open your hand, palm up."

Jared obeyed her order again.

Amber reached out and put the white key card onto his palm.

Jared was taken aback. "You..."

"Why? Don't you want it?" Amber looked at his surprised face, smiling brightly. "I saw you gaze at my card, so I thought you wanted it. Give it back to me if you don't."

She reached her hand while speaking, pretending that she was gonna take it back.

Jared instantly closed his fingers and withdrew his hand as soon as she reached out. Under Amber's gaze, he put the key card into the pocket of his suit jacket and patted it solemnly. "You misunderstood. As you've given it to me, it's mine."

While he spoke, he couldn't help curling up his lips. Amber could tell how joyful he was.

Covering her lips, she chuckled. "It's just an key card, isn't it? Why are you so excited?"

Jared looked at her. "You've given me the key to your apartment, which means you've officially recognized me. It's also the evidence that you've agreed to let me move in. I'm indeed happy, and also, I must keep the key well."

"You sound like it's your family heirloom to be passed to the later generations." Amber was amused.

Jared also gave her the key to his house a few days ago, but she wasn't as excited as him.

"The family heirloom?" Jared bowed his head to stroke the key card in his pocket, lost in thought.

Seeing that, Amber had a had hung. She said, "Don't tell me you plan to do it for real."

Jared slightly raised his chin. He said solemnly, "I like your suggestion. I'll consider it."

Amber looked panicked. "No. Stop it. I'm just kidding. It's just an key card. Why do you want to pass it to the later generations?"

"Of course, it's valuable," Jared answered solemnly, "I can tell my children and grandchildren it's a token of their ancestor's love."

Amber looked at him with a baffled expression first. Then she pushed the door open and entered her apartment. She said in amusement, "Children, grandchildren, and ancestors? Jared, why have I never known you are so humorous?"

She was impressed by his thoughts.

Jared followed her in. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Hurry up and put away your suitcases. I'll prepare dinner." Amber put down her purse, picked up the apron on the dining chair, and put it on.

Jared walked to her back, helping her tie the apron.

Amber let him do it.

While tying a bow tie behind her, Jared said, "Ben is taking care of my suitcases. Let me help you in the kitchen."

"You?" Amber turned to look at him. "Do you want to help me?"

"Ehn." Jared nodded.

Amber slid him a sideways glance. "Are you sure?"

"Of course." Jared nodded again.

Amber laughed. "Forget it. Last time, you helped me..."

Before finishing her words, her shoulders were grabbed by Jared. He turned her to face him.

They looked into each other's eyes. Seeing Amber's weird smile, Jared looked away. He awkwardly coughed to clear his throat and said, "I lied last time. I had just started learning to cook at that time, so I was still a newbie. Now, I've learned many cooking skills, so I'm sure I can help you. Or, I can prepare dinner tonight. You can try my dishes. What do you think?"

Amber raised her eyebrows. "Are you being serious?"

"Or what?" Jared also raised his eyebrows. "I planned to cook for you when I became a cooking expert, so you would be surprised. Now, I can't wait to show you my cooking skills."

As Jared was so eager to show off his cooking skills, Amber didn't want to let him down.

She untied the bow tie of the apron behind her, took the apron off, and passed it to him. "Okay. Please take it from here. I look forward to having your dishes tonight."

"You won't be disappointed." Jared smiled faintly while taking over the apron.

He was pretty confident in the dishes that he had learned to cook.

He believed that Amber would be impressed.----------