Love Letters From My EX

Amber frowned more deeply.

He sounded as if he was a husband interrogating his disloyal wife.

He hadn’t accepted his identity yet, had he?

“It’s none of your business. Stop being so nosy.” Amber curled her lips and turned away.

Jared grabbed her arm. “I’m just worried about you. It’s so late now…”

“Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need it.” Amber pulled out her arm and looked at him coldly. “You never cared about me before, so I don’t need it now. Mr. Farrell, it’s quite late now. Just go home. I’m going home as well.”

Then she ignored him and walked into the building.

Jared didn’t stop her again, watching her figure disappear in silence.

After arriving home, Amber took off her shoes and tossed away her purse. Then she walked to the bathroom barefoot.

She took a shower and walked to the bedroom to sleep.

She was supposed to sleep at ten o’clock, but Hayden called her out. Now, she felt too sleepy to keep her eyes open.

She yawned and walked to the French window, ready to pull the curtain down.

Suddenly, she looked down and saw the ordinary car was still parked on the roadside downstairs.

That meant Jared was still there.

Amber wondered if he wanted to play at being a loving man.

She snorted. She pulled down the curtain without hesitation and lay down on the bed the next second.

Downstairs, Jared was sitting in the driver’s seat and looked up at a particular building level.

When the light was out in the window, he knew she had gone to bed.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Jared picked it up to check the caller ID. It was a call from Ben.

“What’s up?” Jared swiped to answer and put it in the hand-free mode. He tossed the phone to the passenger seat and found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the storage box.

Ben answered, “Nothing important, Mr. Farrell. The hospital called. Makenna is awake.”

“Ehn.” Jared didn’t react at all after hearing it. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a drag.

Ben wasn’t surprised at his reaction. He pushed up his glasses and added, “Another thing. Makayla has returned to the Gardner family.”

“What?” Jared paused when flicking the ash. Squinting, he repeated, “Makayla?”

“Yes,” Ben nodded and confirmed.

Jared frowned. “The real Makayla?”

“Probably yes. Makayla went to find the Gardner couple with a necklace. The Gardner couple has done the paternity test with her. Makayla stays, so she’s probably the real one,” Ben answered thoughtfully.

Jared looked solemn.

Their daughter’s necklace…

Wasn’t their daughter’s necklace in Amber’s hands? How could another woman have it?

Jared wondered if that necklace was fake.

It shouldn’t be. If so, the Gardner couple should be able to recognize it. After all, it was a gift from them to their daughter. No one else would be more familiar with it than they were.

Besides, the necklace was designed for their daughter particularly. It was unique in this world. Its photos had never been exposed online. The only necklace exposed online was the mother’s necklace, and its pictures were posted by Trenton a few days ago.

The daughter’s necklace looked similar to the mother’s, but it had something different. Hence, others couldn’t fake it at all.

The only explanation was that Makayla’s appearance had something to do with Amber.

Amer probably gave the necklace to Makayla, and the latter went to see Trenton with it.

Jared wondered why Amber had done it.

He looked up at the window in the dark, frowning.

“Mr. Farrell? Mr. Farrell?” Ben called him after hearing no response from him for a long time.

Jared returned to his senses. “Go check the former identity of that woman. See if she has ever contacted Amber.”

He was afraid Amber had been deceived.

What if that Makayla had another identity? It would be dangerous for Amber.

“Yes, Mr. Farrell.” Ben was curious why Jared had associated Makayla with Amber, but he didn’t ask.

After hanging up the phone, Jared put his hand outside the window to flick the ash. He kept gazing at Amber’s window.

He spent the whole night doing it.

The next morning, Amber got ready to go to work.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Jared standing there.

Jared was still wearing the same suit as last night. From his haggard face and the dark circles under his eyes, Amber could tell he stayed downstairs overnight.

“Did you stay in the car for a whole night?” Amber asked with a frown.

A light flashed through Jared’s eyes. “Are you concerned about me?”

Otherwise, how did she guess that he had stayed in his car for a whole night?

Amber curled her lips. “You thought too much. No, I’m not concerned about you.”

Jared didn’t feel pretty disappointed upon hearing her denial, although his eyes dimmed.

Since she had noticed that he stayed downstairs, he believed she was still concerned about him.

He was already overjoyed.

“Breakfast.” Jared lifted the bag in his hand and gave it to Amber. Afraid she would refuse like last time, he hurriedly added, “No worries. It’s different from the food last time. I waited in line and bought them in a breakfast shop nearby.”

“Did you go there personally?” Amber looked at him in surprise.

Jared slightly nodded. “Yes.”

Amber clicked her tongue.

She knew the breakfast shop nearby her apartment. Their food was tasty. She had been there for a few times. Many seniors always rushed there in the early morning, and there was always a long line.

She didn’t expect his man, who always led a superior life and had someone else serving him, could go to buy breakfast in person.

Thinking about the scene that he was competing with those grandpas and grannies for breakfast, Amber couldn’t help chortling.

“What are you laughing about?” Jared looked at her in confusion.

Amber waved her hand. “Nothing. Go take your breakfast home. I’m not hungry.”

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Jared looked down at her lower abdomen with tenderness in his eyes. But he soon hid it away.

“You are hungry,” Jared said.

Amber blushed, looking a bit annoyed. “I’m not.”

“Your stomach growled,” Jared said.

“You’ve misheard it.”

After that, she bypassed him and walked to the elevator.

Seeing that, Jared looked amused. Then he strode to catch up with her and walked with her shoulder by shoulder. “All right, I got it wrong. Please eat something. I never did this for anyone else.”

The elevator arrived.

Amber walked in, only to find a grandpa and a granny in there with sportswear. They should be going downstairs to work out in the garden.

Amber smiled at them. Then she said to Jared solemnly, “You don’t need to tell me whether you’ve bought breakfast for anyone else. I don’t care. I won’t accept breakfast from you at all.”

Upon hearing it, Jared felt a pang in his heart. He lowered his head, looking pretty down.

The grandpa and granny who were walking behind them couldn’t helping cutting in their conversation, “Miss, did you have a fight with your boyfriend?”

When Jared heard them refer to him as Amber’s boyfriend, his eyes twinkled. He nodded at them apologetically, meaning he was sorry about disturbing them.

His reaction implied that he was Amber’s “boyfriend”.

Amber gaped.

How could this man be so shameless?

When Amber was about to explain that Jared wasn’t her boyfriend, the granny suddenly said with a smile, “Miss, I’ve overheard your conversation. Sometimes, compromise is needed in a relationship.”