Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 979 Jared Won The Prize

When Trenton Gardner developed kidney failure, he thought he had just been struck by an ill-fated disease, not a genetic history.

It was a close call now that he thought about it.

But fortunately, it should be in time.

Jared rubbed his eyebrows and typed back, "Got it. Any word on Trenton Gardner's kidney?"

He asked Elias Lansdale.

Elias Lansdale didn't treat Trenton Gardner, but he was in charge of the hospital, and it was easy enough for him to replace out what was going on with a patient.

Seeing Jared's question, he tapped on the keyboard and immediately had the answer.

No!

He replied.

Jared's face didn't change and he wasn't surprised at the answer.

Because he already had the answer, he was only asking to be sure.

Jared looked out of the corner of his eye at the woman who was eating next to him. When he found that she wasn't paying attention to him, he typed again, "When you say one in three generations, do you mean only one in every three generations?"

If so, he could rest a little easier.

After all, since Trenton Gardner was a hereditary patient of this generation, Amber should not have been inherited.

Elias Lansdale, however, laughed at Jared's question, rolled his eyes behind the lens, and replied in a voice, "How is that possible? Genetic diseases are things that have no rules of inheritance. If there are only one hereditary patient every three generations on time, the family of the hereditary patient would be pleased. It's just a random thing, you know, in some families with a genetic history, you might have one in each generation, or you might have one in couple of years, or a dozen generations later. So, it's not something that can pinpoint exactly when you're going to have a genetic patient."

Jared translated the speech into text, and at Elias Lansdale's reply, his heart, which had been a little relieved, sank again.

It was not like there was only one genetic patient every three generations, it just so happened that it took three generations for the Gardner family to have Trenton Gardner as the patient. So, the chances of Amber being inherited were very high.

Jared clenched his fist and stopped asking.

Elias Lansdale, on the other end, was kind of curious and he asked, "Why do you care about the Gardner family's genetic history?"

Jared looked at his question and pursed his lips, "Little Leaf is Trenton Gardner's daughter, remember?"

He had also told Elias Lansdale about that.

The pupils of Elias Lansdale's eyes shrank as Jared replied, and he turned his lazy face into a solemn one.

Even his sagging body, which had been leaning against the back of his chair, jerked upright.

It was clear how shocked he was by Jared's words.

Yeah, he knew Trenton Gardner was Amber's biological father.

Even though he was a doctor, it didn't occur to him that Amber might inherit Trenton Gardner's kidney failure.

Elias Lansdale pushed his glasses and said heavily, "Take Amber to the hospital when you have time, and I will personally oversee her full physical."

Jared's furrowed brows relaxed a little and his long fingers moved, "That's what I'm saying. I'll bring her there tomorrow. She still doesn't know Trenton Gardner had anything to do with her. I lied to her, said I wanted her to have a full physical, because I didn't want her to collapse one day, so you don't tell her about that tomorrow."

Elias Lansdale snorted, "I know, okay, I'm gonna go over to Renal and take a look at Trenton Gardner's medical records, just in case."

Jared replied "Okay" and put the phone down. But he was still very nervous.

Amber then looked over her shoulder, "Are you done with Ben?"

"Yes." Jared was unfazed.

Amber had never suspected him in the first place, and now she couldn't see that he was lying. When she heard him say that the conversation was over, she nodded and, without asking anything, put a little more food on his plate, "Well, now that we're done, why don't you have more? You didn't eat much just now."

Jared smiled at the woman's concern and said softly, "Okay."

After the meal, Amber went to the bathroom before they went home.

It was after nine o'clock, and it must have been nearly eleven when they got back. She was a little tired after a busy day.

Amber stood outside the restaurant and watched the traffic go up and down the street while waiting for Jared to check out.

And after a couple of minutes, Jared came out with this weird piece of paper and he looked kind of, kind of dumb, kind of incredulous.

This was the first time Amber had seen such a complex expression of him, and she thought something was wrong, so she asked quickly, "Jared, what's going on?"

Jared reached over and handed her the colorful piece of paper, "I won the prize."

"What?" Amber was stunned.

Jared repeated, "I said, I won the prize.

Amber twitched the corners of her mouth, "You won the prize?"

"Yes." Jared nodded and gestured for her to look at what was in his hand.

Amber looked down at the paper, reached for it, checked it, and discovered that it was a winning ticket for a luxury suite at a love hotel.

Wow!

Shocked, Amber looked at the ticket in her hand, then up at the man, who still looked dumbstruck, and finally accepted the fact that he had won the prize.

"How did you win the prize? Where did you win it?"

Jared's eyes blinked and he was back to his normal self, not looking so dazed anymore. He covered his mouth and coughed softly, "It's in the dining room. When I was checking out, the owner of the restaurant said I could enter the raffle, so I gave it a try, and I..."

"And you won the prize?" Amber said, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah," Jared said, "I didn't expect to win it. I've never won a prize, and this is the first time."

That was why he looked a little dumbfounded and incredulous.

Because in thirty years, he had never won a prize. And he won the prize now, so it took a long time before he realized that.

Amber chuckled at the man who still couldn't believe he won. She found him kind of cute.

She could understand how he felt.

After all, it was the first time in his life that he had won the prize, and his feelings were naturally mixed.

"How does it feel to win the prize?" Amber made a false fist and placed it just under Jared's chin as if she had a microphone.

Jared looked down, gave a little smile, and then gave his usual face to the reporter, "Very good. Something I've never felt before." Intrigued, Amber continued, "Well, Mr. Farrell, can you describe it?"

Jared looked at the smiling woman with a little doting twinkle in his eyes, "I can't describe it, but if I have to say it, it's new and wonderful." "Anything else?"

Jared pretended to be thinking, "And happy. Of course, I'd be happier if you'd join me at this hotel tonight, Miss Reporter."

He stared at her with dark, bottomless eyes and a tantalizing smile that made her heart beat fast.