Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 1243 - Warm your feet

Amber couldn't help but let out a long breath and gathered her duvet together.

Jared saw this movement when he got in the car and asked, "Is it cold?"

Amber turned her head to him and gave him a reluctant smile, "This moment has been much better, the

car is heated, just outside the cold."

"Let's see." Jared took her hand and it was cold in his.

Jared pursed his thin lips and bent down to touch her calf again, even colder like ice.

Seeing this scene, Jared's handsome face darkened a piece, looking at Amber's eyes, but also a trace

of self-reproach, "Sorry, I did not think it through, I should have taken you to the party to change

clothes, change and then go directly to the party, it will not be cold."

It is true that he did not think carefully about this point.

Amber was amused to see the man take this on himself as well, thinking it was his fault.

She took the initiative to hold the man's warm hand and gently squeezed it, "What does this have to do

with you, it's not your fault, it's my own decision to change clothes at the company in the first place, you

don't blame it on yourself ah, in saying that this time I'm not so cold, look at me I'm not even shivering

anymore."

It's just that the feet are still icy.

But the car is warm enough, it is expected to warm up in a while.

But the man wasn't satisfied with that level at all, and he tapped the back of the driver's seat, "Get the

scarf out of the storage bin."

"Yes." Ben responded and immediately opened a small car storage bin between the driver's seat and

the passenger do, then took out a black scarf from it.

Amber immediately recognized that it was the same one she had knitted for Jared.

When it was first knitted and given to Jared, Jared wore it almost every day during those days.

But one day later, he suddenly no scarf around his neck, she asked where the scarf went, he replied

that he wore a few days dirty, washed and put up.

She didn't ask after that.

I didn't expect that he would just leave it in the car.

Jared took the scarf, then bent down to pick up Amber's legs.

Amber was startled, "Jared what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Ben, who was driving, twitched his ears while pressing a button without expression.

Immediately after, a partition went up, isolating the driver's seat.

Well, Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed are going to start showing their love again.

He, being single, is better to be self-conscious and isolate himself.

Lest Mr. Farrell later upset him this light bulb, his own heart is also difficult.

Hey, this is the sadness of being single ah.

It is not well received anywhere you go.

This world, indeed, is the single most vulnerable world ah.

Of course, no one cares about Ben's thoughts.

After all, both Jared and Amber are focused on themselves at this moment, and have no extra attention

to pay to Ben.

I'm afraid, they didn't even know Ben had raised the bulkhead.

Jared brought Amber's legs up and gently removed the high heels from her feet, then touched her feet.

It's actually colder than a cold calf.

Jared's brow furrowed enough to pinch a mosquito.

He then hurriedly put the scarf on her calves and wrapped it around a few times, wrapping her calves

tightly.

After doing this, he unzipped his gown again and then put her feet into his arms, using his own body

heat to warm her feet.

Amber froze, half a moment before she returned to her senses and looked at the man in a daze, "So,

you want to warm my feet."

The man closed his dress suit and then wrapped his arms around her feet before her feet slipped from

his arms for a moment.

"It's so cold, how about frostbite if you don't warm it up for a while?" The man looked at her and said.

Amber's heart and soul were touched and her eyes were a little hot, "How come."

"Why not!" Jared pursed his lips, "Frozen like this, I guess you're losing your senses, right?"

Amber's mouth opened and no words came out.

Because the man is right, it is indeed cold without much sensation.

"Okay, don't move around, sit like this and be good, you'll regain consciousness soon." Jared gently

patted her calf, which was tightly wrapped by the scarf.

Amber followed his movements and looked at the calf, snickered, "I thought you put the scarf in the

checkroom of which house you, did not expect to actually keep it in the car."

"Put it in the car so I can see and use it whenever I want to, like this time it came in handy." The man's

tightly furrowed brow finally stretched a little bit, revealing a light smile.

Amber's entire body shrunken in the down jacket, "obviously to you around the neck, now actually

become to my legs to keep warm." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"The same are warm, around where it does not matter at all, the important thing is, as long as it does

not freeze you on the line." The man said.

Amber laughed and then yawned.

Jared saw it and reached out his arm to touch her forehead.

Amber took his hand off, "What for?"

"Seeing you yawn, I was worried that you were just too cold and sick, so I saw if it was what I thought it

was." The man didn't hide it, he said what he meant directly, then pulled his hand out of her hand and

touched her forehead once again.

This time Amber didn't stop, smiling and letting him touch her, "I'm fine, just a little sleepy."

Jared touched, found that there is really no problem, then reassured the hand back, "all right, sleepy,

sleep a little, anyway, it will take more than half an hour to arrive, I call you when you arrive."

"Hmm." Amber didn't refuse, and after nodding her head, she leaned her back against the car door,

closed her eyes and took a nap with her head down.

Jared saw her sleeping and didn't bother her, so he took out his phone with his free hand and sent a

message out.

After sending it, he put the phone down and once again switched to holding her feet with both hands.

The driver's seat, Ben heard the phone on the cell phone holder ding-dong a sound, a slight inclination

of the head to see the Jared sent, let the back seat lights off the command.

At that moment, Ben tsked twice.

Rear seat lights off?

Is it possible that Mr. Farrell is going to do something with Miss Reed?

Is that the great movement of life?

Otherwise, why pull the light so early.

But it's not right, ah, the partition is raised, everything behind him can not see and hear, just the two of

them, do that need to turn off the lights?

Isn't it more exciting to turn on the lights. Exciting?

After all, everything on both sides can be seen clearly, there is no need to turn off the lights ah.

So why did Mr. Farrell turn off the lights?

Is it possible that Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed don't like to do it with the lights on, but prefer to do it with

the lights off?

What is the fetish?

Ben spat in his heart, but did not disobey Jared's order and obediently turned off the lights in the back

seat.

The back seat was darkened all of a sudden, only the neon lights shining in through the car window,

etc. vaguely see the outline of a man and a woman's figure in the back seat.

But the two did nothing.

Jared asked Ben to turn off the lights, but only to allow Amber to sleep more peacefully, there is no

intention of doing anything.

It's Ben who is overthinking things.

The road was slightly congested at night.

Especially the further you go to the city center, the more traffic jams there are.

It was only a half hour drive from Goldstone Co. to the banquet hotel, but due to the traffic, it took

almost an hour to get there.

And at this moment, the party has already started.

Amber was gently awakened by Jared and opened her eyes, "Arrived?"

It may be that she has not slept enough and people are not awake, she rubbed her eyes, her voice was

soft and delicate, still with sleepiness and hoarseness, it was straightforward to listen to.

Jared felt a rush of heat all over his body, inhaled imperceptibly, suppressed the heat, and said back in

a low voice: "Here we are, we should get off."