Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 80 You Two Look Alike

As Hayden buckled his seat belt, he said with a smile, "Nothing, I just told her a horror story."

"Do I look that stupid?" Amber looked at him, feeling speechless.

Hayden started the car with an aggrieved look. "What I said is the truth. There's nothing I could do if you don't believe me."

"Har, har." Amber rolled her eyes and retrieved her look.

Hayden suddenly turned around and took a quick glance at her. "Miss Reed, I suddenly realized that you look a little like Mrs. Gardner."

"Huh?" Amber was a little confused. "I look like her?"

"Yeah."

"Nah!" Amber shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not, I'm serious. Your face shape and eyes really look like hers." Hayden nodded with a straight face.

He then added, "You two almost look like twins. No one would doubt if you claim you're mother and daughter."

Amber was now sure that Hayden was not kidding and she was stunned.

But soon, she returned to calmness and waved her hand. "So what? There's nothing strange to have two people looking alike in this world." "That's true," Hayden answered.

Neither of them took this replaceing to heart and they soon forgot about it.

Amber lowered the car window and let the cold wind blew on her face. "By the way, I have a question for you."

"What is it?" Hayden listened to the radio music, and he swung gently with the rhythm.

Amber rolled her eyes at the irresponsible driver and asked, "Which friend of yours has the WhatsApp name 'Z'?"

"Sorry?" The music was too loud and Hayden couldn't hear her clearly for a moment.

Amber pinched the part between her eyebrows with a headache and shouted, "Who is Z?"

After a sharp screech, the car jerked to a halt. Both of them flew forward and were pulled back to their seats by the seat belt before they hit the windscreen.

Amber was so frightened that her face turned cadaverous. She only calmed down after a while. She turned around angrily and slapped Hayden on the arm. "What are you doing?" Hayden knew he had almost caused an accident. He released the steering wheel, wiped his face and coughed with embarrassment. "Sorry, my mistake."

If she hadn't asked about Z, he wouldn't be so shocked that he suddenly stepped on the brake.

Amber massaged her temples. "OK, you'd better tell Stella your real identity yourself. I can't afford a driver like you."

"Oh no, you can't dismiss me like that just because of one driving mistake I made." Hayden looked at her with a smile.

Amber sneered, "Just drive!"

Hayden shrugged and drove again, but he was secretly looking at her from sideways. "You were asking me who Z is, right?"

"Yes." Amber nodded.

Hayden's eyes rolled. "Why do you want to ask about him?"

Amber looked down to conceal her expression. She said blandly, "Nothing. I've made friends with him by coincidence, and he's helped me twice, so I want to know his situation. He said he's your friend, so that's why I asked you."

"Is that so?" Hayden didn't dare to look at her for fear that she would see the nervousness in his eyes. "He is indeed my friend, but we're not so close, and I don't even know his name. We only drank together for a few times. He has gone abroad now."

"Is that so?" Amber nodded.

Since he had gone abroad, that meant she couldn't see him anymore.

For a moment, Amber was relieved.

In fact, she was kinda worried about encountering him one day as the situation would be awkward. After all, she was quite close to Hayden.

Now that he was abroad, she won't have to worry.

Yet not knowing why, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in heart.

Amber looked at the scenery outside the window and didn't speak.

Hayden slightly heaved a sigh of relief, but he was planning to look for Jared and take advantage of him later.

After all, it took him a lot of effort to hide Jared's identity.

They reached Kelsington Bay half an hour later.

Amber got out of the car and limped into the building with two crutches.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, the boy squatting in front of her house had his eyes gleamed and he immediately stood up. "You're finally back. I've been waiting you for ages... What's wrong with your leg?"

The boy looked at her leg in plaster and the two crutches under her arms in surprise.

Amber didn't answer Logan's question, but frowned at him. "Why are you here?"

Logan lowered his head and replied unhappily, "I had a fight with my mother again. She asked me to quit basketball. I didn't want to, so I ran out."

Amber sneered. "What place do you think this is? You just come here every time you run away from home?"

"I have nowhere to go," Logan said with embarrassment.

In fact, he didn't know why he came to her too.

He only knew that he would feel very calm when he came here.

"Your family has a large business. You have real estate everywhere, and you're scared that you have nowhere to go?" Amber took out the key and said, "Get out of the way, I need to open the door." Logan moved aside to let her unlock the door.

Amber stepped forward to open the door, and he stood behind her, as if ready to follow her in at any time.

Amber stopped unlocking the door and looked at him. "You're actually planning to get in?"

"I told you I have no place to go. I'm staying here with you tonight." Logan looked down at her stubbornly.

Although he was only a teenager, he was over 6 feet tall because of playing basketball.

Amber had to look up to see his face.

"It's okay if you want to stay here with me, but why should I let you stay here for free? I want twenty thousand dollars per night." Amber pretended as if she was counting money.

Logan exploded. "Twenty thousand dollars? Why don't you go rob a bank?"

"Why, if you can't afford it, don't stay here then." Amber tossed her hand to show she was helpless about it.

Logan's face flushed. "Who said I couldn't afford it? I just didn't have the money with me now. Can't I pay you next time?"

"No. If you can't give me the money, leave then. I don't offer credit, and why should I keep an enemy's son?" With that, Amber opened the door and wanted to go in.

Logan's face turned pale for a moment when she mentioned 'an enemy's son', but he soon recovered and wanted to follow in.

Amber immediately pulled the door back, leaving a gap. "I've said it. Leave if you have no money."

"I'm not leaving!" Logan looked at her angrily through the gap. "I know it's my mother's fault. I could give you more money as a compensation next time."

Amber smiled and rejected. "No!"

Could money compensate for six years of her suffering?

"You kept on rejecting me, what do you want then?" Logan stamped his feet.

Amber looked at him and replied, "It's very simple. I want you to leave."

"I'm not leaving!" Logan insisted.

"If you don't want to leave, stay outside then. Don't expect me to be soft hearted and let you in."

With that, she closed the door directly.

Logan stared at the door in front of him with eyes widened and mouth agape. He couldn't believe she really did that.

For a moment, Logan couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved. He then sat down on the ground angrily. As he secretly blamed Amber for being heartless, he felt a little regret as well, and even started to reflect on himself.

He reflected on his actions towards her in the past six years, and the more he reflected, the worse he felt.

Amber didn't leave after entering the house. She stood behind the door and peeked through the peephole.

Seeing that Logan was really staying, she had a headache.

Did God send him to torture her on purpose?

Amber took out her cell phone and made a phone call to Jared.

Seeing the caller ID, an uncanny look flashed across Jared's face and he answered the call. "Hello?"00000☐☐☐☐☐☐