My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 887 Ben Is Complaining

Chapter 887 Ben Is Complaining

Amber looked at the black shirt serving as a towel with a sudden sense of amusement.

But she could not smile, because there was no energy. She could only pull the corners of the mouth to show that she had laughed.

Jared saw it and whispered, "Why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing because I'm lucky enough to have a $100 billion CEO grovel at me and give me a $100 million shirt as a towel. How could I not laugh?" Amber replied, looking at the man. The man was wearing only a suit jacket.

The suit only had two or three buttons underneath his chest, so she could see Jared's chest, his muscular chest, and his perfect curves.

In addition, after some exercise, the pink and sweat left on his skin make him very sexy now, full of masculine temptation.

Amber felt like she had been less shy now. At least when she saw Jared like this, she was not blushing as easily as she used to be. Now she could calmly admire him and calmly let him clean her body.

In the past, she would never have made it.

But now, she could.

Since she didn't have the energy to move and she didn't want to be sticky, the only way to do it was to let the man who was still full of energy clean it up.

Besides, what was wrong with having a billionaire wait on her like a servant?

At least her pride and vanity were greatly gratified.

And as he had said before, he had looked at her and touched her all over, so what should she be ashamed of?

Anyway, whatever.

Jared listened to Amber and gently removed the stains from her body, "It's a privilege to serve you. For me, to serve you and take care of you is not a servile thing, but an honor. I would be willing to serve you all my life. I can also order a special batch of towels with the same value as the shirts for you"

"Don't!" Amber put up her hand as hard as she could to stop the man, "If you're willing to wait on me for the rest of your life, of course, I'm happy, but I'd rather not buy such expensive towels" It was all money!

Jared looked at Amber with a faint smile in his eyes, "All right, whatever you say"

If she didn't want to use that towel, she could use his clothes.

And he would rather serve her with his own clothes than towels.

He was hot as he watched his clothes brush against her body.

With that on his mind, Jared's hand on his shirt tightened slightly as if he was holding something back.

But soon, with a small breath, he quelled the restlessness.

He must not do it again.

if he did it again, her body wouldn't be able to handle it.

Jared rubbed his temples and put his thoughts away. Then he picked up Amber's clothes, which were lying in the driver's seat, and began to put them on her one by one.

He enjoyed dressing her, especially the way she leaned into his arms and let him move. It made his heart melt. At the same time, her softness and lack of resistance made him want to bully her. So, she was supposed to get dressed pretty quickly, but Jared dragged her out for a long time.

Meanwhile, Jared touched Amber a lot.

Amber noticed all this, but she didn't have the energy to say anything. She didn't even want to roll her eyes.

At last, she was dressed.

After cleaning up the car a little more to make sure there were no suspicious stains, Jared got out of the car with Amber and headed for the elevator.

Amber leaned into his arms, her eyes slightly closed, embarrassed as she recalled the last few hours.

She never thought she'd be so wild to have sex with Jared in a parking lot...

Should she be complimenting herself?

Luckily, people who lived here knew a lot and she was even more thankful that Jared was driving his regular one, not an ordinary low-key one...

If it was an ordinary low-key car, the license plate was also ordinary.

If the two of them were having sex in a regular car, the couple wouldn't have been afraid of them and would have posted the video online.

And then after that, she and Jared were completely famous.

So, a good thing it was.

She was also thankful that there were no other people or cars in the parking lot behind her, otherwise, she would have been nervous again.

Amber's body relaxed. With no energy and exhaustion, she gradually fell asleep against Jared's chest.

Jared heard the woman breathing longer than usual, then he looked down and realized she was asleep.

He chuckled, drew the woman closer to him, and stepped into the elevator.

When they were back at Kelsington Bay, it was three in the afternoon.

Jared put Amber to bed and gently tucked her in.

He was going to wake her up and give her something to eat. But he called twice, and Amber didn't wake up, so he let it go.

He knew she was too tired to wake up, too tired to fall into a deep sleep.

in that case, he had no choice but to let her sleep.

Jared pushed Amber's hair out of her face so she could breathe more easily.

Then he got up, rummaged in Amber's closet for a suit of his own, and quietly left the room and headed for the bathroom.

After getting out of the shower, Jared wiped his wet hair, pulled out his cell phone, and made a call.

Soon the phone was answered, and Ben's voice sounded tired, with a hint of bitterness in it, "Mr. Farrell, hello?" How could he not complain?

Approaching the end of the year, the group was busy.

But Mr. Farrell, the boss, did not come to work during this busy period.

Of course, he knew why Mr. Farrell was not coming, and he understood.

But why did Mr. Farrell dump all the work on him?

He was so busy today that he didn't have a rest and his brain almost exploded.

As if he didn't hear the complaint in Ben's voice, Jared said flatly, "Come to Kelsington Bay after work, take the car, take it to the shop and clean the interior.'

"What?" Ben was a little confused, "Cleaning the interior?"

"Yes"

"But we just cleaned the interior the other day." Ben looked puzzled.

Mr. Farrell was a clean man, so his car was cleaned once a week or so.

Now it was less than two days, and Mr. Farrell wanted to clean it again. It was hard to understand.

"Mr. Farrell, is there something dirty?" Ben asked.

Jared's face went down and his lips were clenched, "There's no dirt. You do what you're told. Don't ask too much!"

Ben was scolded and touched the tip of his nose lamentably, "All right, Mr. Farrell, I get it. I'll drive it after work"

"Okay" Jared said, "Bring a backup key. Don't go up and ask me for it"

He sounded like he didn't want to be disturbed.

"Yes, Mr. Farrell" Ben responded with a smile on his face, but inside he rolled his eyes.

Not go up and ask him for it?

Oh, he said it like he wanted to go up.

He didn't want to go up there. He would be crazy to want to go up there to see how close they were!