Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 968 Southern Cuisine

"Okay. Just a moment." Sophia took Amber's dress and took her assistant to wrap it.

Jared and Amber were waiting on the couch.

After waiting for about a dozen seconds, Jared looked at the woman next to him and asked, "What would you like to eat later?"

"I haven't thought about it. What about you?" Amber replied, shaking her head, then asked back.

Jared said with a smile "Anything will do. I'll eat whatever you like."

"Oh, I see." Amber touched her chin as she contemplated what she was going to eat.

After thinking for two minutes, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Why don't we go for Some Southern Cuisines later?"

"Southern Cuisine?" Jared raised his eyebrows.

Amber nodded.

Jared looked at her, "But Southern Cuisine is known for its sour taste. Are you sure you'll like it?"

South Riverside was the best place for the growth of various sour crops such as lemons, so people of South Riverside liked eating sour things.

Many people from other places traveled there and couldn't get used to the food there.

So Southern Cuisine, also known as one of the ten worst cuisines in their country, still topped the list.

It was a sign of how unpopular Southern Cuisine was to people other than the ones from South Riverside.

"I like it." Amber knew what Jared was worried about and smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, I kind of like Southern Cuisine. But there are fewer Southern Cuisine restaurants in Olkmore, so I don't eat it very often."

"You like Southern Cuisine?" Jared narrowed his eyes, "How come I don't know you love Southern Cuisine? You never said that in your letters before."

"I've always liked it." Amber replied with a smile, "It's just that my dad doesn't like it, so our chef rarely makes it. And it wasn't that important, so I didn't put it in the letter. Plus, I haven't eaten Southern Cuisine in recent years, so it's ok that you don't know."

Jared nodded his head to show he understood, "Well, if you want to, let's go."

"Really?" Amber now hesitated.

Jared chuckled, "What? Aren't you the one who asked for it? Now that we're going, why are you hesitating again?"

He reached out and gently pinched her nose.

"I'm not hesitating." Amber slapped his unruly hand away in anger, "I was worried about you, just like you were worried about me. You were worried that I might not like Southern Cuisine, and I was also worried that you might not like it. And if you don't like it, how can I make you hungry and watch me eat?"

She was not up to that kind of crap.

Knowing that this was the reason she was hesitant to go made Jared feel very soft.

"Don't worry, as long as it's not too spicy or too sweet, I can get used to it. Also, although Southern Cuisine is known for being sour, not every dish is sour and I can order something which are not, so you don't have to think about that."

Amber, convinced that he was right, stopped hesitating and put her arms around him, "Ok, let's go to eat Southern Cuisine then. I know some dishes that are not sour and taste really good. How about I order for you then?"

"Okay. Then I'll leave my dinner to you tonight."

Amber smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't let you starve."

"I believe you." Jared looked at her sideways, doting, but with mixed feelings.

Little did he know that she liked Southern Cuisine.

You know, Mrs. Gardner was from South Riverside.

In other words, Mrs. Gardner was born and raised in South Riverside before she married Bernardo Delgado. Though Mrs. Gardner's family had been down and out now, and moved away from South Riverside to go abroad.

But Mrs. Gardner still returned to South Riverside once in a while.

And from what he knew about Mrs. Gardner, it seemed that She also liked Southern Cuisine very much.

Amber, who grew up in Olkmore, liked to eat Southern Cuisine, apparently from Mrs. Gardner.

Although she looked nothing like Trenton Gardner or Mrs. Gardner, she looked just like the long-dead old lady of the Gardner family.

But she showed a lot of hobbies that were a lot like Mrs. Gardner and Trenton Gardner.

If Mrs. Gardner and Trenton Gardner found it out, they might have renewed doubts about her identity.

"What are you thinking about?" Amber stood in front of Jared, bending down, and waving in front of his face.

Jared grabbed her hand, his eyes drifted, and then came to his senses, "Nothing."

He realized that she had somehow let go of his arm and had risen from his side, carrying a nicely wrapped gift box with Sophia at her side.

"Nothing?" Amber squinted, "Do you expect me to believe that? I just called you several times and you didn't respond. You don't even know miss Sophia wrapped up the dress and sent it over. What are you doing?"

"Nothing, really." Jared stood up, took the dress from her hand, and smiled, "I was just thinking about some group stuff."

"Is it important?" Amber asked with concern, "If it's very important, you'd..."

"No," Jared cut her off, "If it was important, I wouldn't be so calm."

"Okay." Amber nodded.

Although he was distracted, his face was calm, not as if something important had happened.

So, he must be telling the truth.

"All right, we got it. Let's go." Jared took her hand.

Amber said yes and smiled at Sophia as she said goodbye.

Sophia saw them off outside the store and set up a time to drop off Jared's dress. She didn't go back into the store until they got in the car and left.

In the car, Amber looked over her shoulder at the gift box in the back seat and bit her lip.

Jared saw it and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It occurred to me that if I had changed my dress, would I still have any reason to talk to Mrs. Rydell? After all, Mrs. Rydell loves that brand of stuff." Amber looked back at him and said uncertainly. Jared had a little smile on his face, "Oh, if that's what you're worried about, you don't have to. I checked with Mrs. Rydell, and She prefers Sophia's clothes to anything from that brand. But due to Sophia's fame, she was approached by thousands of people all over the world to design clothes, and Mrs. Rydell had no such opportunity, so she has no choice but to take the next best thing and wear only that brand. But if you give Mrs. Rydell a choice between Sophia's dress and that brand's dress, Mrs. Rydell will definitely choose Sophia's."

Amber's eyes lit up, "So this dress, then, will catch Mrs. Rydell's attention more than the one Alice had destroyed?"

"Absolutely." Jared turned the steering wheel beautifully with one hand, "Sophia has a habit of embroidering her clothes with a camellia flower, which is Sophia's family emblem. I asked Sophia to make the camellia larger in size without ruining the beauty of the dress, so that Mrs. Rydell could see that it was designed by Sophia when she saw you. And it turned out she made it."

Amber opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "No wonder I thought the flower on the shoulder was a little too big. Turned out it was designed to impress Mrs. Rydell."