Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 570 You Like Him

"Hangover soup." Jared replied.

"Why this color and this smell?" Amber frowned.

Jared looked down at the black liquid and was silent for two seconds. "It doesn't look good and doesn't smell good. But as long as it's effective, it's fine. Drink it," he said. In fact, he had learned how to make this hangover soup online last night.

After he carried her to the bed last night, he smelled the scent of alcohol on her body. Even though she had taken a bath, the smell of alcohol was still there.

Therefore, he quickly understood that the real reason why she had slept on the ground was definitely that she had been drunk.

So when he left her room, he went downstairs to the kitchen to study how to make the hangover soup.

What he got was the liquid in his hand. It looked completely different from what was taught in the video.

However, in order to test whether it was effective, he had specially drunk some wine and then tried the soup he made. When he woke up this morning, he found that he did not have any drunken side effects. So he knew that it was very effective.

Originally, he had planned to let Amber drink it and proudly tell her that it was he who had made it. Maybe he would see her surprised and praising eyes.

But now, seeing her look of disdain, he decided to forget it and not to admit that he made it himself.

Thinking of this, Jared coughed lightly and replied, "I'm not sure. Maybe it's a new flavor developed by the hotel."

"New flavor?" The corner of Amber's mouth twitched. "Which hotel is so bold to sell this kind of hangover soup? After all, other than idiots, no normal person would buy such a disgusting thing."

Jared "the idiot" Farrell wasn't happy at her words, and he looked at her with a bit of hurt in his eyes.

Amber hadn't noticed that something was wrong with him, but Nichole, who had been silent at the side, noticed it. She reached out and pulled Amber's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Amber turned to look at her.

Nichole did not say anything. She just raised her chin at Jared.

Amber looked over. Looking at Jared's expression and his gaze on the hangover soup, she immediately understood something. She smiled awkwardly. "Uh...sorry. I forgot that you bought this soup for me..." It was not a lie. She had really forgotten just now.

Otherwise, she would not have said that only an idiot would buy this kind of hangover soup.

He had already been scolded.

Jared looked at Amber's embarrassed look and sighed helplessly. He said in a doting voice, "Alright, drink quickly. Don't you feel dizzy?"

"Fine, I'll drink it," Amber said with a smile.

Although this bowl of hangover soup didn't seem to be that tasty, it was still his good intentions.

She couldn't refuse his concern.

Thinking about this, Amber took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and drank the soup in the bowl.

While she was drinking, Jared put his hand into his pocket, and then, he took out a piece of candy and held it in his hand, looking at Amber.

When Amber finished drinking, she saw the candy in front of her before she could put down the bowl.

She was stunned and looked up at the person who handed her the candy.

"The taste of this soup is really not good. Have a candy. You will feel better."

He was the one who brewed the soup, so he naturally knew how the soup tasted.

Therefore, this candy had been specially prepared by him too.

Seeing that Jared was so considerate, Amber was stunned for a moment. Then, a warm feeling flowed through her heart and she smiled. "Thank you."

She reached out and took the candy.

"It's nothing, just give me the bowl," said Jared.

Amber did not refuse and handed the bowl to him.

He took the bowl and went to the kitchen.

Only Amber and Nichole were left in the living room.

Nichole touched her chin, looked at Amber who was peeling the candy paper, and then looked at Jared who had gone to the kitchen attentively. She instantly understood everything and revealed a smile of sudden interest.

"Amber, Mr. Farrell seems to like you very much," Nichole said.

When Amber heard her words, her movements of chewing the sugar stopped, then she lowered her eyelids and muttered. "Maybe."

Seeing that Amber had confirmed that Jared liked her, Nichole said, "Then, do you plan to be with him?"

"I don't know." Amber shook her head, then walked around the sofa and sat down in front of another single sofa.

"You don't know? You mean to say that you actually considered being with him, but you still can't make a decision, right?" Nichole also followed her.

"Yes, you also know that I was divorced once, so I don't have the courage to get hurt again when it comes to relationships. So before I make a complete decision, I don't intend to be with anyone."

"That's true." Nichole nodded, and then said indignantly, "It's all your damn ex-husband's fault. He actually dared to hurt you, causing you not even dare to go on."

The corner of Amber's mouth twitched, but she did not speak.

Should she tell her about Jared being her ex-husband?

She had better not.

"But Amber, I think you can be together." Nichole looked at Amber sincerely.

"Why?" Amber bent down and poured herself a glass of water.

"It's very simple. Because Mr. Farrell likes you, and you like him too." She shrugged.

Her blunt words caused Amber's expression to instantly change and she almost dropped the cup in her hand.

She... liked Jared?

How was this possible?

Impossible, this was absolutely impossible!

She was very sure that she had no feelings for Jared, so how was it possible that she liked him?

"Amber, what happened to you?" Seeing that Amber had such a big reaction, Nichole was shocked.

Amber clenched her fists and forced herself to calm down. She looked at her with a forced smile. "I'm fine. I was just shocked by what you said just now."

"Shocked?" Nichole frowned. She was obviously confused.

She didn't understand. What was there to be surprised about?

"Yes, you said that I like Jared. What a joke. How could I like him?" Amber said as she turned the cup in her hand.

"I'm not joking. You like him." Nichole crossed her legs and said, "I've observed it carefully. The way you look at Mr. Farrell, your eyes are filled with affection. Moreover, you just said that you have considered being with Mr. Farrell, but you haven't made up your mind. Amber, if you don't like him, why would you even think about being with him? Isn't this contradictory?" She asked.

Amber's lips twitched but she could not utter a word. She felt quite overwhelmed by emotions now.

Yes, if she didn't like Jared, why did she have the idea of being with Jared instead of Cole or Jere?

After all, they liked her too.

So... she really... liked Jared?

Had she really fallen for Jared again?

For a moment, Amber was dumbstruck, sitting there motionless.

Obviously, this realization had made her unable to calm down.