My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 1020 - Something is wrong with the feelings

At the end of the phone, listening to Miss Dawson's speculation, Amber's red lips twitched, no sound.

Because she also thought Jared might have done it.

In the whole of Olkmore, he is the only one who can take the parts back from Connor without giving him face and without any effort.

After all, Connor would never voluntarily give it back.

But how on earth did Jared know that Connor had cut off her company's parts?

She's pretty sure she definitely didn't tell him.

Could it be that Jared had planted another spy in her company to spy on her, as Cole had previously suspected?

Thinking about what Cole said earlier, Jared must have planted someone at Goldstone Co. to keep her informed of everything, which is not impossible.

How else would Jared know about the parts thing?

The idea is that Amber's eyebrows are furrowed and her heart is clearly not too happy.

Can you be happy?

Anyone who meets his lover to send someone to spy on him and report his movements at all times, his heart will not be happy, right?

It's like being a prisoner yourself, without even a little privacy.

In short, Jared's behavior is a sign of complete distrust and disbelief in her.

And he had planted eyes before, and later she said, let him remove the eyes planted in her company.

He promised with his mouth, but what happened?

It was not done at all.

Amber's red lips pursed tightly for a while before she opened her mouth to respond to Miss Dawson's words, "Whether it's Jared or not, I'll verify this matter and give you an answer tomorrow. "Okay Chairman." Hearing Amber's command, Miss Dawson did not have any objection and immediately answered it.

The call ended, Amber slowly took the phone down from her ear, the expression on her face, very strict.

A few seconds later, she rubbed her brow, then tapped her address book, flipped out Jared's number, and dialed it. She needs to know if the parts are what he got back or not.

If so, why didn't you tell her beforehand?

The call went through and Amber quietly listened to the beeping sound inside the phone.

However, after listening for a while, this beeping sound is still ringing, and did not change into the man's low, pleasant voice. Amber frowned again, the phone to the heel to see, is dialing in the words, has been visible for more than twenty seconds.

Jared hasn't answered his phone for so long, so I guess he's not available.

The thought of the Farrell Group headquarters alone has a building with thousands of people, Amber heart suddenly can not afford Jared sent people to spy on her angry, heart for him only heartache.

After all, she felt exhausted managing a few hundred people at Goldstone Co., not to mention the Farrell Group headquarters building with more than 2,000 people.

And with so many subsidiaries under the Farrell Group, hundreds of documents are submitted to the headquarters every day for processing.

As you can see, he was many times more tired than she was.

Her back was aching every day, and Jared, who was so much more tired than her, naturally didn't have to say much.

Only he is a man, never show this, so she saw him, only always in good spirits.

It seems that he kinda ignored him.

Amber lowered her eyes, and a little shame and guilt surfaced in her heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't answer the phone this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have realized how busy he usually is and how tired he is. Spoiled by him ah.

During this time, he has almost always put off work, either by pushing it aside, and then making time for her.

Even if he is not with her, he will almost always respond as soon as she contacts him.

So much so that over time, she forgot that he was the president and chairman of the Farrell Group, a much more tired and busy person than she was. Amber's mouth pulled out a helpless smile.

What is this if not spoiled?

He spoiled her, spoiled her in the invisible, ignored him so much.

It seems that in the future, she has to put more attention on him, can no longer be like this because he is too much spoiled her, she gradually ignored him.

That's not fair to him.

With that in mind, Amber hung up the phone, then tapped her finger and sent a message to Jared.

Meanwhile, the Farrell Group, in the chairman's office.

Jared is sitting behind his desk, pen in hand, is slightly bowing his head, processing one file after another, each one in his hands, no more than three minutes, with the precision of a ruthless machine. Once the paperwork was processed, he tossed it directly to Ben, who was standing across the desk, sorting through it.

And Ben at the moment, the documents in hand, has been piled high, at least more than forty centimeters, are the results of Jared this afternoon.

Let's not talk about Jared's handling of the file, the processing of the eyes are not blurry, wrists are not sore.

Anyway, Ben felt that he stood here for two or three hours, his eyes were bleary and his legs were sore.

But looking at Jared's gloomy face and the depressing aura that permeated his body, Ben wanted to advise him to rest for a while, so he could also be liberated, how could he not say the words. You can only grit your teeth, harden your head, endure the pain of blurry eyes and sore legs, pretend there is nothing there, and organize the documents in silence.

Until a minute ago, Jared's cell phone rang, Ben looked at it, it was Amber calling, Ben was instantly excited.

Thinking that when Miss Reed called, Mr. Farrell would answer anyway, he could also take the opportunity to move his legs and take a break.

As a result, Mr. Farrell actually did not answer the phone, as if he had not heard or seen Miss Reed call, the action of processing the file did not pause for a moment.

This let Ben disappointed himself rest hopelessly at the same time, the heart can not help but thud, a bad feeling.

What's going on?

Mr. Farrell doesn't understand Miss Reed's call and pretends he didn't see Miss Reed call, so indifferent.

It's not like there's something wrong with the two of them, right?

Ben looked at his phone, which had gone quiet, and then across at Jared, who had worked on another file, and panicked a little.

No way, there's not really a problem, is there?

Ben sucked in a cold breath and couldn't resist, so he asked tentatively, "Mr. Farrell, the call just came from Miss Reed, didn't you read the caller ID?"

God knows how redundant he felt when he asked this question.

How can you not see it.

He was looking at Mr. Farrell's phone screen when he saw Mr. Farrell also glanced at the phone screen.

So there's no way Mr. Farrell didn't see it.

It was seen, just deliberately did not answer the phone.

Jared stopped the pen in his hand, raised his eyes towards Ben, those eyes, all dark and indifferent, but enough to see through the heart.

Ben almost felt that his mind was penetrated by Mr. Farrell's eyes, and hastily lowered his eyelids.

"Saw that." The very second Ben lowered his eyes and avoided Jared's sight, Jared spoke, his voice clear and cold, and returned three words. Ben snapped his head up at that, "See?"

Jared was noncommittal.

Ben's mouth opened, "Then why didn't you answer it?"

Jared didn't answer, just looked at him with a sullen gaze.

Ben was looking at his scalp, hanging his head again, his heart in turmoil and anxious.

It's over, it's over.

These two people's feelings ironically out of the question.