Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 32 There Is a Man, Right Here

Before getting inside the car, Amber took a deep breath and looked at Logan's battered face.

"Your car is too small to fit my legs!" Logan, on the other hand, began turning and digging about in the

back of the car. "Why didn't Jared give you a nice car as part of your divorce settlement?"

Amber's car was a standard sedan, but Logan was so tall that his long legs were coiled up beneath the

front seat.

"Stay put or get lost! Or call Jared to fetch you with his limo then," Amber was pissed off.

Logan couldn't think of anything to say in response.

They arrived at the resident parking in no time.

"This is a high-end residential neighborhood, and did you sell the Corazón Azul and get a unit here?"

Logan asked as Amber stepped down.

"Didn't you get anything as a divorce settlement from Jared?"

"Are a you dummy? You should at least get some money from him."

Amber completely disregarded the chatterbox and went directly to her apartment, where she used her

fingerprint to unlock the door.

Logan snuck in before she locked him outside. He wanted to scream at her, but he needed a place to

sleep tonight, so he suppressed his rage.

When he saw Amber approaching the kitchen, he said, "Beef noodles, two servings!"

Though he had previously loathed her, her cooking was excellent, and she used to prepare his lunch

box every day when she was still married to Jared. After Amber left, Shonna hired a professional chef,

but his food paled in comparison to Amber's.

"Plain noodles, take it or leave it," Amber stated coldly, without even looking at him. "The first aid kit is

in the second drawer in the cabinet, help yourself."

"After divorce, this woman's attitude toward me shifted dramatically." Logan cursed Amber inwardly as

he walked over to the cabinet, pulled out the kit, and began treating his injuries.

While Amber was cooking, Logan walked around the house. In the master bedroom, he discovered

solely Amber's belongings; there was no sign of a guy staying there.

So Jeremy isn't staying here?

Logan then proceeded to the study area. A laptop, some stationeries, and a half-opened vintage tin box

full of old and yellowing envelopes were on the table.

Curiosity drove him to open one and read it. Amber received letters from a pen friend named "Zack," in

which they exchanged life stories and she asked about his grandmother's health.

After seeing the date at the bottom, Logan loathed Amber even more. "Having an virtual relationship at

such young age?" He wondered. "What a knucklehead!"

Logan was perplexed as to why Amber had transformed into an entirely different person after her

divorce, but this was, after all, her actual character.

"Logan, you have ten seconds to eat your food!" Amber screamed from the dining hall.

"Damn, she's threatening me!"

Logan was upset. He kept the letter in his pocket, intending to show it to Jared, showing him that

Amber had an online relationship before!

When he spotted the beef noodle in the kitchen, he was delighted. Amber sat across from him and

asked, "Why did you fight with them?"

"Mind your own business!"

"Very well, I'll call Jared," Amber said with a smile as she tapped the table.

When Logan heard it, he kept his rage in check and reluctantly started, "At school, they tormented a

girl and even cut her hair, so I stood up for her..."

Since the patrolling officer happened to come across their fight, they were all taken to the station.

"I didn't realize you were brave," Amber teased. Logan was nasty and a troublemaker in her

experience, so she didn't give a damn about him when they were living together.

"I couldn't stand a couple of guys harassing a girl," Logan added.

"Oh right, where is your boyfriend?" While eating noodles, he inquired, "Are you not living together?"

"Who?"

"Jeremy Lynch!" Logan rolled his eyes and fumbled about with a mouthful of noodles, "I went into your

room just now and didn't find any men's clothing in your room," he said. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Amber was disgusted by his behavior, which included walking about the house without permission and

peeking into her belongings. "Not Jeremy," she said, smirking, "But there is a man, right here."

Right here? Logan was baffled and realized what she was saying the second he saw her gazing at him.

He was on the verge of passing out.

"You are such a shameless woman," Logan raged, "I'm your ex-brother-in-law and just sixteen. Stop

preying on me!"

"I have always been a shameless woman to you, haven't I? And I prey on every man in front of my

eyes," Amber replied flatly.

Logan was dumbfounded in front of her once more.

After dinner, he refused to leave and fell lying on the sofa, leading Amber to contact Jared.

"Don't call him! Hang up immediately!" Logan said as he spotted the number on the screen on her

mobile.

"I need to call because I don't want you here!" Amber continued to dodge, preventing him from

snatching the phone.

"Amber!"

"It won't help. Leave now or I'll call your brother."

Logan became agitated when he saw the call had been connected, so he lunged at her, took the

phone, and disconnected the call.

As a result of his actions, Amber was thrown onto the sofa, her head bumped on the sofa. It hurt a little

even though the sofa was soft.

After disconnecting the call, Logan breathed a sigh of relief. He turned over and saw Amber curled up

on the sofa, frowning, and her sweater lifted up a little, revealing her waist and...

"JF?" he wondered. Logan's keen eyes noticed the alphabets tattooed on Amber's right waist and

immediately recognized their significance. "Jared's initials are tattooed on your body?"

The doorbell rang at this exact moment.