Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 560 Feelings Are Mutual

He was still waiting for her at the elevator!

His foot hadn't recovered yet. What if he lost his balance and got hurt again?

Amber was worried. She tried to straighten herself up.

However, the shaking didn't stop. She almost fell forward again before she could stand up.

Finally, she held on to the wall for support and regained her footing.

"It would take forever to get to Jared in these shoes." Amber thought.

Then, she took a deep breath, took off her high heels, and ran towards the elevator.

Although she wavered a little when she ran, she didn't slow down.

She had to make sure that Jared was okay.

God, please don't let anything happen to Jared!

Amber prayed.

Jared was leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his hand waiting for Amber.

Unexpectedly, an earthquake came out of nowhere.

It was fortunate that he had the wall for support. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground.

With a deft flick of his wrist, he extinguished the stub.

After throwing it in a trash bin, he walked down the corridor trying to replace Amber.

Amber must be frightened right now.

Jared thought. His face stiffened a little with worry. He picked up the pace; obviously he didn't care whether he would hurt his foot again.

He just wanted to be with Amber, protect her, and tell her everything was going to be fine.

Soon, Jared turned at the corner and saw Amber coming from the opposite direction.

"Amber!" Jared exclaimed.

Hearing his voice, Amber stopped and raised her head to see the man leaning against the wall. She called out in surprise, "Jared!" Amber didn't care how did he get here.

She only cared that Jared was here right now and didn't get hurt.

Amber let go of the wall and ran towards Jared as fast as she could.

She didn't stop even if she almost stumbled because of the earthquake.

Seeing her wobbling her way, Jared was on pins and needles. He straightened up and hurried over.

He opened his arms, ready to catch her.

Amber naturally fell into his embrace.

Because of the earthquake, Jared staggered and fell backward, still holding Amber in his arms.

Amber lay face down with Jared under her as a human pillow.

Fortunately, the soft carpet saved Jared from getting hurt.

Fearing that Jared might get hurt, Amber propped up her upper body and asked urgently, "Jared, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jared shook his head and tried to sit up.

Amber held on to his arm to support him.

"Why are you here?" Amber sat beside him and asked.

Jared collected himself and replied, "I was worried about you."

Amber froze a little. "You also came here because you are worried?"

"Also?" Jared stressed the word. He raised an eyebrow and stared at her intensely. "So, you were also worried about me? You were so worried that you even lost your shoes on the way looking for me?"

He looked down at her bare feet.

Feeling a little unease under his gaze, Amber pulled at her dress and hid her feet under it. She turned her face away and blatted, "Nonsense. I kicked off my high heels because I was scared of spraining my ankles. That's all."

Jared chuckled. "Okay. So, you didn't lose your shoes. But you didn't deny that you hurried here because you are worried about me, because you are, aren't you?" Amber dodged his gaze and fell silent.

Jared rubbed her hair. "You don't have to say anything. Amber, I'm happy about it."

"Happy? Don't you think you look a bit overjoyed?" Amber grumbled.

Jared pulled his arm back to his side. "Of course not. You were worried because you cared. You have feelings for me. I know our feelings are mutual."

"No, I don't," Amber vigorously denied, as if being caught red-handed.

Jared knew she was being stubborn again. He gave out a chuckle and shook his head helplessly. "Alright. Alright. You don't." he said dotingly. Amber grunted and let it go.

Moments later, the earthquake was over. Everything went quiet.

Amber looked up at the chandelier that was hanging still, then heaved a sigh of relief. "It's over now."

Jared nodded. "Yeah."

Amber straightened up and pulled Jared up from the ground. "It's good that this building has been reinforced to withstand earthquakes. If it had collapsed, we would be buried alive..." The thought sent a chill down her spine.

Jared flicked her forehead gently. "Earthquakes happen a lot here. All well-known buildings are designed as earthquake-proof. As long as the scale is under 12, we will be fine. Don't worry." "Okay, I got it. Keep your hands to yourself," Amber pulled his hand away and said, irritated.

Jared put his hand back into his pocket. "Fine. I'll stop. Where are your shoes?"

"By the door of the dressing room." Amber pointed in the direction where she came.

Jared said, "Let's go get your shoes."

With that, he held her hand and led the way.

Amber was in a daze. His hand wrapped around hers like a warm and comfortable cocoon, which made her kind of hate the idea of shaking it off.

So, she simply let him.

Soon, they arrived at the dressing room.

Jared spotted the pair of high heels scattering on the floor before he even got to the door.

He let go of Amber and walked towards them.

Amber studied her hand that was now free of Jared's grasp and pursed her lips.

He let go of her hand. She should've felt relieved, right? But why did she feel a bit dejected?

"What are you doing?" Jared retrieved her high heels and asked, curious about why was Amber staring at her hand.

Amber put her hand down, fought this weird feeling, and forced a smile. "Nothing."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐