Hypnotizing Love
Chapter 1022 Not a big deal

Tonight she wanted to buy more food and make more delicious dishes to supplement Jared and make up for the neglect she had caused him during this period.

With that in mind, a smile appeared on Amber's face as she pushed the supermarket cart around the fresh produce section.

By the time she finished her grocery shopping, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, and the sky outside the supermarket at the moment, were already gray.

Amber was carrying two large bags of stuff, swaying from side to side like a penguin as she walked towards Kelsington Bay.

Too many things, and too heavy, walking speed can be imagined slow, and walking, carrying two bags of things, but also from time to time hit her calf, but also to her walking brought a certain degree of hindrance.

But the good thing is that Kelsington Bay is not far from here, after walking out of the market, it will take a few minutes to get there.

Finally, in about ten minutes, Amber managed to get back to the apartment with two large bags of stuff.

She put her things in the kitchen and then breathed a huge sigh of relief, leaning against the kitchen wall in the end and taking a big breath to rest. There's no way around it, it's just too exhausting.

She wore high heels and walked back with such heavy two bags, not only her feet hurt, but both arms and shoulders were sore too.

Amber leaned against the wall, bending over to rub her calves for a while, then straightening her body to pound her shoulders and squeeze her arms. After a while, the body was relieved, and then it began to turn two bags and take the ingredients to cook.

Meanwhile, in the underground parking lot of Kelsington Bay.

Ben pulled to a stop in an empty space and turned his head to the man in the back seat with his eyes closed to remind him, "Mr. Farrell, here we are."

There were no lights on in the car and the back seat was dark.

Ben couldn't see Jared, and could only make out part of his body outline.

But such a man hidden in the darkness gives a full sense of oppression.

Jared heard Ben's words, slightly opened his eyes, the dark aura under his eyes flashed, hmmm, as a response.

But only in response, Jared remained sitting there with his legs elegantly folded, his hand propped up on the armrest of the car door, his head resting on it, without the slightest intention of getting out. Ben turned on the darkest lights in the car and could finally see what Jared looked like at the moment.

Seeing his expressionless face looking out the car window at the empty parking space, Ben was surprised, "Miss Reed's space is not parked, is Miss Reed not back yet?"

"She's back." Jared flicked his thin lips and spoke faintly.

When I sent the message this afternoon, she said she was back in Kelsington Bay.

He believed she would not lie to him.

As for why the car is not parked here

Jared pursed his thin lips, "You check if her car is at The Lyon Residence."

"Huh?" Ben froze, then looked at Jared's gloomy, handsome face, shivered, and without further delay, hurriedly took out his cell phone and made a call out and provided Amber's license plate to the other party. After about two minutes, Ben got the desired result.

He put the phone down, looked at Jared in amazement and gave him a thumbs up, "Mr. Farrell, you're a good judge of character, Miss Reed's car is really at The Lyon Residence, but how in the world did you know that?"

"They went to dinner together this afternoon, and Cole dropped her off and then took her car." Jared said with a flick of his eyelids.

Ben drifted off, "I'd forgotten about that."

He couldn't help but slap his forehead.

Then something else came to mind, Ben's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to say something, but he was concerned about something and never made a sound. Jared narrowed his eyes, "What are you trying to say?"

Seeing that his desire to speak was detected, Ben could not hide it, so he could only tell his guess, "Mr. Farrell, your attitude towards Miss Reed today is so strange, could it be because Miss Reed went to dinner with Mr. Lyon?"

But it doesn't seem right.

During the day, Mr. Farrell knew that Miss Reed went to dinner with Mr. Lyon, although some of the taste, but also grabbed the bill, but then Mr. Farrell's attitude towards Miss Reed, but also not so ah.

And at that time Mr. Farrell also said that Mr. Lyon was there to help Miss Reed, so Miss Reed invited Mr. Lyon to have a meal is normal, he is not so jealous in this kind of place.

That's why he thought, it seems that his guess is again a bit wrong.

But apart from this reason, he really couldn't think why Mr. Farrell was suddenly cold to Miss Reed.

All he can say is that love is such a headache.

Fortunately, he has not met his love now.

"No." Jared glanced at Ben, who had a scratchy face, and spat out two words in a light voice.

Ben blinked in dismay, "No?"

He actually guessed wrong.

Jared pursed his thin lips and didn't say anything.

Ben looked at him like this and boldly asked again, "So Mr. Farrell, what's going on between you and Miss Reed?"

Jared rubbed his thumb, not meaning to answer.

Ben sighed helplessly.

Come on, this mouth is really hard, bite the dead not to say.

He was thinking of helping Mr. Farrell with his ideas.

As a result, people refuse to say shit, he came up with a bullshit idea.

As he was thinking, a cell phone rang in the car, interrupting Ben's mental spiel.

Ben looks over to Jared and it's his cell phone ringing.

Jared has now taken his phone out of his pocket and is looking down at the screen.

Ben was in the driver's seat, a little far from the phone, but with a slight crane of his neck, he was still able to see what was on the screen.

The call was from Amber.

Ben opened his mouth wide once more, then looked at Jared to see how he would, this time, choose.

Is it the same as during the day, choosing to deliberately ignore not answering, but choosing to answer?

This answer, Ben did not have to wait long to wait.

Just see Jared put his hand down from the armrest of the car door, squared his head, and then put the phone to his ear with a flick of his thumb across the screen.

Picked it up!

I can't believe I picked it up!

Ben's eyes widened in surprise.

Mr. Farrell no longer chose to purposely not answer Miss Reed's calls, as he had done during the day, but instead chose to do so.

Then it seems that the situation between the two people, it seems, is not particularly bad.

Also, if it was bad, why would Mr. Farrell choose to go back to Kelsington Bay instead of going back to his own place?

It seems that one does not have to worry too much.

Ben sighed with relief and smiled reassuringly, then listened quietly as Jared spoke to the person on the other side of the phone.

"Hello?" Jared's voice was low as he spoke, his tone still seemed a bit cold, not the gentle and doting way he usually spoke to Amber.

But Amber is stir-frying at the moment, she is tilting her head, the phone on her shoulder, both hands are busy, one hand holding the handle of the pan, one hand holding the spatula, is constantly stir-frying in the pan, nuisance stir-fry sound is very loud, just cover the indifference in Jared's tone.

That's why Amber didn't hear it and asked, more normally, "Are you done yet? When are you coming back?"

On the phone, Jared naturally heard the sound of stir-fry over there, and in his mind, he began to see the busy figure of Amber wearing an apron and cooking for herself in the kitchen.

Such a picture, just thinking about it, is heartwarming.

And such warmth is only brought by lovers.

Jared's eyebrows loosened, and the indifference in his tone, too, instantly dissolved into nothing, turning back to his usual mildness.

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