Hypnotizing Love(Love Letters) novel Chapter 555

Amber recalled that she didn't ask the airline stewardess for a blanket before falling asleep.

Hence, she guessed Jared must have put it on her.

Sure enough, Jared nodded. "Yes, I did. I was afraid you would get a cold, so I asked an airline stewardess to bring you one."

Amber felt warm in her heart. "Thanks."

"My pleasure. Can you walk?" Jared looked at her and asked.

He could tell she was weak when sitting up.

Hence, he was worried that she couldn't walk now.

Amber moved her feet and answered, "Yes, I can. The pill made me feel weak, but the side effect will fade as long as I'm sober. No big deal."

"That's good, then. Let's go." Jared picked up her handbag.

Amber thought he picked it up to put it on her shoulder.

However, the next second, Jared put the handbag on his own.

He was almost six feet three, looking handsome and overbearing.

However, he was carrying an exquisite handbag, which looked hilarious somehow.

Amber giggled in amusement.

Jared looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Amber waved her hand and reached for her handbag. "Mr. Farrell, I can carry it."

"It's alright. I'll carry it for you. Let's go," Jared refused.

Amber raised her eyebrows. "It's my handbag and it's not that heavy. Mr. Farrell, please let me carry it."

"I want to carry it for you, Amber." Jared looked at her. "I heard usual a man should carry his girlfriend's handbag. Although we're not in love yet, I can do it in advance."

Amber blushed. "As you said, a man should do it for his girlfriend. Are you doing it because you believe we'll be together in the future?"

"Of course." Jared smiled faintly. "I'm confident. My intuition also told me we would, and it would happen pretty soon."

With those words, he walked to the cabin door.

Looking at his back, Amber curled her lips. "Stop talking nonsense. It's impossible," she retorted.

However, she didn't speak those words loudly, somehow. Instead, she muttered, sounding lack of confidence.

Outside the airport, Jared looked at the car that came to pick him up and asked, "Where will you stay?"

"My friend has arranged the accommodation for me. What about you?" Amber checked her wristwatch and asked.

Jared answered, "Hotel."

Amber nodded. "I see. Then we're not going the same way."

Jared was silent.

It turned out Amber accepted the accommodation arranged by the couple-to-be.

If he had known it earlier, he wouldn't refuse. Probably, they could stay in the same place.

Jared regretted it a lot for a moment, looking a bit annoyed.

Right then, Amber saw the sign with her name. Instantly, she turned around and said to Jared, "Mr. Farrell, I've seen the person who came to pick me up. Bye for now."

Then she dragged her suitcase to the person with the sign.

Jared watched her go there. Amber exchanged a few words with that person and sat in the car. Jared pulled out his phone and dialed a number, pressing his thin lips. "It's me. Give me a room."

The person on the other end of the line was taken aback. "A room? Didn't you tell me you wanted to stay in a hotel?"

"Cut the crap. Give me a room. I want to stay opposite or next to a guest."

"Who?"

Jared said Amber's name. Then he immediately hung up the call without giving the other party a chance to refuse.

A few minutes later, Jared received a text message which contained an address.

Seeing that, Jared smiled in satisfaction.

On the other side, Amber had arrived at the place arranged by her friend. It was a villa given to her friend as a gift from the woman's fiancé.

Thinking of that, Amber bent over a bit and wanted to ask the woman if anything was wrong with her face. Suddenly, she saw the woman's face, a trace of surprise flashing through her eyes.

The woman's face was wrapped with a bandage like a mummy.

However, it only meant the person had done plastic surgery.

No wonder the woman's body was fully covered by the clothes, and she also wore a scarf and a big hat. It turned out they were used to cover the bandage on her face.

Amber didn't have any discrimination against people who had plastic surgery. After all, everyone had the right to become beautiful.

Hence, she put away the surprise on her face and returned to normal. With an apologetic smile, she said, "I'm sorry. Did you get hurt?"

She was afraid of having hit the woman's face earlier.

If something went wrong, she couldn't afford the compensation.

The woman seemed not to hear her words, lowering her head.

Seeing that, Amber breathed a sigh of relief.

She could tell the woman's face should be fine.

If not, the woman wouldn't be so calm.

"Well... Can you stand up? Let me help you." Amber reached out to the woman again, trying to help her up.

However, the woman stared at her hand in hatred. Then she patted Amber's hand away fiercely.

"Hey!" Feeling the pain, Amber hurriedly withdrew her hand. She lowered her head to check on the back of her hand, gasping.

It reddened.

She could tell that woman must have used much strength to hit her.

Besides, Amber could also tell that the woman slapped her with… hatred.

She was confused. She didn't think she knew the woman, but why did that woman hate her?

When she was about to ask the woman, the latter stood up, glared at her, and trotted away.