Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 852 Always Got Your Back

Jared Farrell sounded like he wanted justice for her. Seeing the worried look on his face, Amber felt a lot of warmth in her heart.

She sniffed and replied with slight remorse, "I am so sorry, babe. I lost our suit and gown."

"What do you mean?" Jared froze, "What do you mean you lost our suit and gown?"

So, did someone give her a hard time?

Was she simply upset and nervous just now because she had lost the clothes worthy of millions of dollars?

When you thought about it, it was not impossible.

To Jared, a few million felt like a few dollars - he would not bend over to pick them up if some of them had fallen to the ground.

But for Amber, it was already a lot of money.

No wonder she would act that way.

Jared thought it was a bit cute though. He patted Amber's shoulder, "What will be, will be, babe. Don't worry about it, babe. I've got money - Let's get you a new one."

Besides, Jared always thought he should provide for Amber. He had already her as the authorized user to his credit card.

As long as she wanted, she could swipe his card at any time, and the amount was unlimited.

It was just that he did it secretly and didn't dare to tell her.

If he had told Amber about this, she would have probably gone to the bank and untied it.

Amber was still blaming herself, but hearing Jared saying that "I've got the money," she burst into laughter the next second.

But after laughing, Amber calmed down and looked at Jared, "When I said I lost the suit and gown, I didn't mean I accidentally forgot them somewhere and couldn't find them - I was saying that someone had taken the suit and gown."

"What are you talking about?" Hearing Amber having said so, Jared's face changed immediately. He hugged her tighter, then lowered his head and looked at her carefully, "But are you alright?"

He didn't care to ask about how the clothes got taken now.

All he cared about was whether she got hurt or not.

Amber looked at the man's nervous expression and shook her head in gratitude, "No, I'm fine."

Jared was still feeling a little worried - he raised her hand and squeezed her shoulder lightly, trying to see if she was hiding any wounds or pain because she didn't want him to worry.

After all, if she did get hurt, a little pinch like this would make her reveal the injury.

So Amber wasn't injured at all - that was why Jared couldn't find anything wrong with her.

Eventually, Jared believed that Amber was alright, and his anxious heart could finally calm, "I'm glad you are okay, babe. Can you tell me what happened to the gown?"

Jared pulled Amber to seat her down. She replied, "I was coming out of the mall in the afternoon and was about to head back. When I was about to get into the car, a strange man suddenly passed by me and grabbed the suit and gown away from my hand. So I went after him..."

"What did you just say - you went after him?" Jared's face sank immediately. He grabbed her hand and tightened his strength. He got a bit emotional at the moment, "Were you aware of how dangerous the situation was then? How dare you go after a robber? Have you thought about what could've happened to you even for one second?"

He stared at her closely, with anger in his eyes, but more importantly, there were also more worry and nervousness.

Of course, Jared was worried.

She was so courageous that she pulled off such a thing.

People who dared to rob in the street and deliberately aimed at such precious luxury goods must be vicious.

After all, the amount involved in luxury goods could put these robbers behind bars and rot in prison.

So they must be habitual offenders, those who were wicked and would risk anything - common robbers wouldn't do it this way.

What such a wicked person would do to a woman was simply unimaginable.

Thinking that Amber might be tortured in every possible way by that kind of villain made Jared feel waddling in his heart.

Amber could clearly see that the man was getting worked up, and realized she must have terrified him. She quickly patted Jared on the shoulder to soothe his emotions, "Okay, Jared. Don't worry about it. And don't think too much into this. Yes, I did go after that guy, but I wasn't chasing him on foot. I was driving in my car. And even if he did anything to me, I could have just drive and run at any time."

But her words didn't comfort Jared. His thin lips were still tightly pressed, "Do you really think it wasn't dangerous to chase after him in your car? Have you ever thought about why might be waiting for you if they had you all figured out and purposefully led you to their accomplices? If you drove into their territory, how could you make sure that you would drive away and escape freely? You would be outnumbered and they could take you away anytime. Unless you could run over them regardless of your life, but could you do it?"

Amber's red lips parted, unable to speak.

Because she knew she couldn't do it.

In fact, she had been chasing that person at that time, and it never had crossed her mind that he would have an accomplice, and she might lead herself to them.

She didn't even think about it until now Jared had mentioned it.

So if things did go down as Jared had assumed and that person lured her to their accomplice, Amber must have been...

Not daring to think about it any further, Amber shivered - there was a look of fear on her face.

Seeing that Amber now realized how reckless and impulsive she was in chasing after the bad guy, Jared eased his tense brows, "Don't rush to make any decisions in the future - make sure if you've prepared a way out for yourself before you do it. When you are prepared, you could start over again if you fail, but there aren't second chances for regrets."

Saying so, he flicked her forehead lightly.

Amber knew that Jared was teaching her how to handle similar situations, so she remembered his words by heart, and nodded in response, "I understand. I will think twice before I take any action in the future. But I lost our suit and gown, would you blame me?"

She looked at him.

Jared chuckled, "They are clothes, why would I blame you? You should know it by now that you are way more important than two pieces of garment to me, do you?"

"But..." Amber shook her head, "It's just that I was the reason these clothes were missing, I feel terrible, so..."

Jared gently covered her lips, "I don't care about the suit or gown, okay? I care about you. As long as you are safe and well, we can always buy new ones - did you forget that I've got money?"

Amber removed his hand from her mouth, looked at him for a few seconds, and smiled again, "Do you know you sound like a nouveau riche?"

"Call me anything you want, as long as you are happy, my lady." Jared scratched her nose.

Amber leaned on his shoulder, "I've been worried that you'd blame me. After all, you asked me to handle this and I failed it. I have been feeling uneasy, you know."

"Don't take me for those stupid men who would know shirk their responsibilities and blame the woman." Jared lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, "Anyway, please know that no matter what you do, I won't blame you - I will always have your back. If you killed someone, I would cover up for you, help you take care of the body, and turn myself into your accomplice. I will never leave you alone." "Oh my goodness, what are you talking about?" Amber patted the back of Jared's hand jokingly, but there were ripples in her heart, warm and moving.

These words coming out of the man were good enough to warm her heart, even if his intention was only to coax her.

Jared held Amber's face, "Killing someone was just an extreme example I made up. After all, killing someone is illegal. But what I am trying to say here is I truly would do anything for you. Do you believe