Love Letters, Divorce Papers novel Chapter 749

Ben knew very well that although Miss Reed was back with Mr. Farrell, there was still a feeling of uncertainty within Mr. Farrell.

Because there was always something about Miss Reed that was resisting Mr. Farrell.

Now that Miss Reed has given her body and soul to Mr. Farrell, it can be confident that Mr. Farrell will be assured and spirited.

As expected, hearing Ben's congratulations, Jared curled his lips, "Well, nothing special to be congratulated for; it's just a normal thing."

He said, but his tone was undisguisedly smug.

Ben rolled his eyes, speechless, but smilingly responded, "Sure, Mr. Farrell."

"What's the matter with you calling?" Jared asked and lowered his eyes, "I told you I'm not going to the company today, and there's no need to look for me if there's anything; I'll deal with it when I get there tomorrow."

"I know, but what I'm going to say is not about the company's business but something about Braylee Reed," Ben answered thoughtfully.

When he heard this, Jared's back straightened up, "Braylee Reed?"

"Yes." Ben nodded, "I got a call this morning from the police saying that Braylee wanted to see you."

"What?" Jared's brow furrowed, "To see me?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure it's not to see Little Maple?"

It wasn't like he had anything to do with Braylee or a grudge.

Braylee was going to jail; it would make sense if she wanted to meet Amber, but why him?

"I'm sure it wasn't Miss Reed because that's what the police said, and I was really surprised so I double-checked. Braylee Reed wanted to see you indeed," Ben replied.

Jared's thin lips pursed, "I see. Did they say why Braylee wanted to see me?"

"Yes." Ben nodded, "The police said that the purpose of her wanting to see you seemed to be related to Miss Reed, which is why I called you specifically to tell you about it."

He knew that anything about Miss Reed, Mr. Farrell would take it seriously.

Otherwise, he would have turned down Braylee's ridiculous request for a meeting with Mr. Farrell.

After all, that woman had nothing to do with Mr. Farrell, and he wouldn't even mention it to Mr. Farrell as there was no need to meet her.

But when Miss Reed was involved, the outcome would be different.

"Something to do with Little Maple." Jared's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Did it say exactly what it was about?"

"Not really; the police are not sure too; after all, Braylee's political rights have not been taken away; she has the right to keep quiet." Ben replied helplessly and then asked, "So, Mr. Farrell, will you meet with her?"

Jared pondered, then lifted his chin, "Tell the police I'll be there tomorrow; I'd like to hear what the woman wants to say."

"Noted." Ben nodded and smiled, "Then, Mr. Farrell, I'll hang up now and leave you and Miss Reed alone; bye!"

He hung up the phone as fast as he could after saying that.

Normally, Ben would not have dared to hang up the phone first.

But this time was different; he was confident that his words about not interrupting their time together would not annoy him.

After all, when it came to Miss Reed, Mr. Farrell was like a lovestruck teenager, and he knew it.

So, there was no fear that Mr. Farrell would be angry.

It turned out that Ben had made the right move.

When Jared heard the words "I'll leave you two alone", his anger at Ben's audacity subsided.

Ben was smart enough; otherwise, no more bonus for him this month!

With a grunt, Jared dropped his phone and got up to the kitchen to cook some congee and wake Amber up later so she could eat some.

Then Amber dropped back into bed, sore and aching, her whole face turned white, the aches and pains all over her body reminding her of what she had been through.

Amber stared blankly at the ceiling, tears gradually welling up in her eyes, all the memories of last night flooding back, including the feelings.

She remembered she had drunk deliberately last night, gotten herself half-drunk and then had the nerve to initiate sex with Jared.

And Jared, the brute, had been torturing her tirelessly.

"Ah..." The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became; Amber grabbed the covers and threw them over her head, cutting herself off from the world.

She really couldn't believe that the person who was so drunk and bold was herself.

And she was so pushy, provoking Jared and urging him to hurry up and get the sex started.

So, she had brought it on herself last night, in a sense.

When Amber suddenly pulled the covers over herself, Jared was confused and wondered what was wrong, reaching out to pull the covers over her, "What's wrong? Why are you covering yourself up? Let go of it, don't hold your breath."

"Leave me alone." Amber muffled back from under the covers as she pulled hard on the blanket to keep the man from yanking them off.

Jared frowned, "I'm your partner. I need to take care of you. There, listen to me, let go."

Amber still wouldn't let go.

Jared lifted the covers with his strength ruthlessly.

Amber looked at him with widened eyes, obviously not believing he was straight at it, "You..."

Looking at Amber's blushed face and the shyness in her eyes that hadn't completely dissipated, Jared suddenly understood why she had covered herself up in the blanket.

It was because she remembered last night and felt embarrassed.

"Well, don't be shy. There's nothing to be ashamed of." Jared tossed the covers aside and looked down at the woman with a soft smile.