Love Letters From My EX

Jeremy smiled. “Nothing much. I’m calling you to say congratulates, Amber. Finally, you are proven innocent.”

“Thanks,” Amber also smiled.

Indeed, she had been proved innocent, so she felt relaxed.

“Thanks to Elias,” Amber added, “If he hadn’t kept the two video clips, this matter wouldn’t be resolved so easily.”

Upon hearing it, Jeremy looked down to cover the anger in his eyes.

Thanks to Elias?

Jeremy was the one who had uploaded the video clips.

Suddenly, Amber’s doorbell rang.

Amber stood up. “All right, Jere. I’ve gotta go. Someone’s ringing the doorbell.”

“Who is it?” Jeremy asked.

Amber walked to the door. “I don’t know. Let me check.”

“All right. Before opening the door, you must check who’s outside first. Be careful,” Jeremy reminded her in a soft tone.

Amber nodded. “No worries. I know.”

After hanging up the phone, she put it away and turned on the monitoring screen on the porch to check who was outside.

It was a man in a deliveryman’s uniform. She opened the door.

“Excuse me, are you Ms. Amber Reed?” the deliveryman looked at her and asked.

Amber hummed. “Yes, I am.”

“This is your bouquet. Please sign here.” As he spoke, he squatted down and held up a bunch of red roses.

Those roses were freshly cut with dewdrops, quite beautiful.

Amber didn’t take them over. Instead, she looked at the deliveryman in confusion. “I’m sorry, but have you made a mistake? I didn’t order roses.”

“This is a gift from someone else,” the deliveryman answered with a smile.

Amber was more confused. “Who is the sender?”Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t know. I’m only in charge of the delivery,” the deliveryman answered, shaking his head.

However, the next second, he recalled something and said, “There’s a card in the bouquet. You may find the answer from it.”

Upon hearing it, Amber took a glance at the roses. Sure enough, the was a card.

She picked up the roses and said, “Thank you so much. Have a nice day.”

“You are welcome. You, too.” The deliveryman nodded at her and turned away.

Amber closed the door. While walking to her living room, she picked up the card and opened it. Congratulations, Amber. It was handwritten.

“It’s him!” Amber muttered, frowning.

Although the sender didn’t sign, she was familiar with the writing. It was from Jared.

Hence, this bouquet was from Jared. She had guessed it was Hayden.

After all, Hayden would send her flowers and gifts whenever seeing her.

However, this time, she guessed it wrong.

Looking at the roses in her arms, Amber had a complicated feeling.

She was shocked that Jared had sent her flowers.

The most important was she had no idea how to deal with them. Should she toss them away or return them to him?

While she was wondering, her phone vibrated.

Amber returned to her senses and looked down. It was a message sent from Jared.

Jared: You got the flowes?

Amber’s eyes twinkled. She put the roses on the tea table and replied to him: Yes.

In the Farrell’s Mansion, which was over twelve miles away from Kelsington Bay, Jared was wearing a bathrobe while sitting on the bed edge. The collar of his bathrobe was open, exposing his muscled chest.

His hair was also wet. Water kept dripping from the hair tip. The dropped water beads streamed down along his perfect chin to his Adam’s apple, collarbones, and then to his chest. He looked seductive.

Right then, he was holding a towel to dry his hair.

Suddenly, his phone next to him lit up. So did his eyes. He immediately put the towel on his shoulder. Without drying his hair, he grabbed the phone and unlocked the screen.

Seeing Amber reply to him, he was delighted.

However, when reading Amber’s reply, which was only one word, he felt down instantly.

He couldn’t imagine how she felt when receiving the roses through this single word.

Pinching between his eyebrows, Jared heaved a sigh and directly entered: Do you like it?

Amber raised her eyebrows.

She wondered if he asked her if she liked the bouquet or if she liked him to send her the bouquet.

She couldn’t figure it out, and she wasn’t in the mood to do so. Hence, she replied: It’s not bad. But Mr. Farrell, please don’t do this again. It’ll cause misunderstanding.

Jared frowned.

Misunderstanding?

Ha had thought her attitude to him would become much better after today. Even if she still couldn’t accept him, she wouldn’t be against him.

However, only then did he realize that he had been too optimistic.

Jared sighed. He replied: No one will misunderstand. None of them knows I’ve sent you roses.

Amber: Really? That’s good. I’ll return them to you tomorrow.

Reading her reply, Jared frowned deeply. A flame of anger surged in his heart.

How could she even return the roses to him?

She indeed wanted to distinguish clearly from him, didn’t she?

Jared quickly typed: No need. If you don’t want to keep it, you can toss it away.

Then he tossed his hone to the bed, dragged the towel from his shoulder, and put it on his head. His face had been hidden behind the towel. His expression was unseen.

Amber could tell from his words that Jared might be unhappy.

She also knew why he was unhappy because she mentioned returning the roses to him.

She heaved a sigh and raised her head to look at the roses on the tea table. Finally, she decided not to return them or toss them away. She left the roses there without doing anything.

…

The following day, Amber arrived at Goldstone, and a group of reporters surrounded her.

“Ms. Reed, will you sue Makenna Gardner?”

“Ms. Reed, could you please tell us more about that hacker?”

“What’s your relationship with that hacker?”

All the reporters came over for Amber’s attitude to Makenna and Jeremy’s information.

Amber felt bothered. Frowning, she said, “Be quiet. One question at a time, please.”

Upon hearing it, the reporters quieted down.

Amber loosened her frown and answered in a cold tone, “You asked me if I would sue Makenna Gardner. My answer is yes. She planned to let the six hired men bully me first. After she failed, she suppressed me by using public opinions. She has caused a severe loss to my reputation and my company. Hence, I must sue her and let her pay the price. She must compensate my loss.”

The reporters’ eyes lit up and immediately wrote down her words.

Amber showed two fingers and continued, “The second question. About that hacker, I’m sorry, but I don’t know who he is. I don’t know why he’s willing to help me. I guess he has done it out of justice. Hence, I can’t tell you anything about him. All right. That’s my answer. You should instead watch Makenna Gardner. She’s the upcoming protagonist.”

The reporters were reminded.

They exchanged glances with each other and rushed to the police station.

Meanwhile, Makenna was locked up in the interrogation room. Several policemen were sitting opposite her to question her.

While asking her why she had hired six men to bully Amber, Makenna suddenly became excited. “It wasn’t me! I didn’t hire those six men. It was Elias Lansdale! It was him!”