Read Chapter 694 The Broken Heater with many climactic and unique details. The series Love Letters, Divorce Papers is one of the top-selling novels by Sabrina S. Chapter content Chapter 694 The Broken Heater - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, and empty-handed. But unexpectedly, a big event occurred. So what was that event? Read Love Letters, Divorce Papers Chapter 694 The Broken Heater for more details.
"I understand," Amber nodded with a knowing smile.
Georgia looked into Amber's eyes. "Amber, have you forgiven Jared?"
"Why not? I shouldn't nurse every single grudge with someone who has a mental illness, right? Besides, he was forced to do those things." Amber heaved a sigh.
Georgia was slightly surprised. "You knew about the hypnotizing?"
"Yeah, he told me, and I think I wouldn't forgive him if Elias hadn't proved it for me." Amber fidgeted with her hair as she said that.
Georgia smiled and nodded. "That's true. Now, you keep this bracelet. Although it's six years late, I'm glad that it's still yours anyway. You can keep passing it down."
"No, Grandma," Amber shook her head and refused with both hands. "I can't take it. We're still unmarried, and this bracelet is for his wife. I'm in no place to take it."
"You're Jared's wife and my granddaughter-in-law. This has never changed. Don't you want to remarry with Jared?" Georgia fixed her eyes on Amber's face.
Amber shook her head and explained, " Of course not, but now is…"
"Then problem solved. You're going to get married sooner or later. So, of course, you can take this. It's just a little early." Georgia interrupted her as she naturally put the bracelet on Amber's hand.
Before Amber reacted, the bracelet had already been around her wrist.
The bracelet was dark green and not as gloss as those lying on the jewelry counter.
But it was more antique than any other bracelet as if it stood the test of time. It looked beautiful with Amber's fair skin.
Georgia stroked the back of Amber's hand, babbling out praise, "It looks perfect on you. I think it's fate that brings you here."
Amber blushed, mumbling, "Grandma..."
She wanted to take off the bracelet.
But Georgia stopped her and commanded solemnly, "Stop that. Promise me you won't take it off, okay?"
Facing Georgia's firm attitude, Amber couldn't do anything but say, "Alright, I promise."
Amber was afraid that Georgia would get angry if she really took it down.
After all, people would be more like a kid when they got old.
Only then did Georgia regain her pleasant smile and said, "That's my girl."
Amber smiled and put her hand down, fidgeting with the bracelet on her wrist.
Probably because of Georgia's praise, Amber felt this bracelet was quite fit for her.
It didn't look old-fashioned or quaint.
"By the way, Grandma." Off the top of her head, Amber raised her head and asked, "Why didn't you give this to Shonna?"
Shonna was still Jared's legal wife no matter how much Georgia hated her.
This bracelet was supposed to be Shonna's thing.
But Georgia said she had kept the bracelet for at least six years.
The smile on Georgia's face had gradually disappeared. "I hate her. She will never ever be a member of the Farrells. She's a homewrecker."
Georgia flickered her gaze on Amber's bracelet as she spoke, "The Farrells have never accepted any homewrecker, so I won't give it to her. If I do, wouldn't I make my family ashamed?"
Amber nodded. "That makes sense."
When Amber patted her chest to soothe her nervousness, he noticed the emerald green bracelet on Amber's wrist was shining.
Amber was aware of his gaze and turned her wrist. "Grandma put this on for me."
"It's beautiful," Jared's lips curled into a smile as he praised sincerely.
Amber was happy. When she put down her wrist, the smile didn't leave her face.
"Then why don't you go in?" Amber pointed at the door.
Jared looked at her. "I think I should let you guys talk."
"I see," Amber nodded, "Actually, we were mostly talking about this bracelet."
"I know," Jared replied.
"Did you hear them all?"
"A part of it." Jared then asked, "Where are you going?"
"Make a call," Amber shook the phone in her hand, "There was a problem with the heater at home. This morning, I called the maintenance man to check on it after work. But I just promised to have dinner with Georgia. So, I need to put it off a bit."
Jared nodded. "Then go to my place tonight."
"What?" Amber was stunned.
"It's already late when we get back after dinner. I don't think the heater can be fixed today. You'll have to wait for tomorrow. Then, it'll be very cold tonight and you'll be very likely to catch a cold, so that's the best place to go." As Jared spoke, his eyes gleamed with calculated wisdom, but soon it disappeared.
But Amber noticed it and narrowed her eyes. "Why do you seem so happy when my heater didn't work?"
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