My ex-wife is so beautiful novel (Jared and Amber)

Chapter 86 Should I Go?

Jared, who was reading the report on his tablet, frowned when he heard this.

Makenna was initially happy because she knew Shonna was trying to match them. However, her heart

thudded when she saw Jared frowning.

"Jared, are you unwilling?" Makenna asked as she bit her lips and looked up at him.

Jared slightly opened his mouth as if he was about to say something.

Shonna immediately slapped her thigh, "Of course Jared is willing. That's it then!"

"Mom!" Jared frowned, "This is not good for Makenna. We are not yet married."

Makenna's face turned pale for a moment.

Jared refused to share a room with her even though Shonna had already decided.

Didn't he know this would embarrass her?

Logan, who was leisurely nibbling on an apple on the sofa, felt somewhat pleased when he saw

Makenna's pale face.

"What's wrong with not yet being married? That's a ridiculous excuse. You're gonna live together in the

end." Shonna said casually.

Jared looked at Makenna with her head lowered beside him and added, "This is disrespectful to

Makenna."

"What's disrespectful? Makenna…"

"Alright Shonna," Makenna said with a forced smile and a shook of her head, "Since Jared is not

willing, just forget about it. I can stay in another other room."

"But…" Shonna was still a bit reluctant and wanted to say something.

Logan tossed the apple core away and patted his hand, saying, "Mom, since Makenna asked us to

forget about it, we should just do as she says. Moreover, Jared had to help me with my homework, so

he didn't have time for Makenna."

Jared swept a glance at Logan.

"Revision?" Shonna said as she stared at Logan with a strange look on her face.

She wasn't looking down on Logan, but this son of her had never been obsessed with studying before,

and now he was talking about homework. This was really out of the blue.

"Mom, why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong with me doing my homework?" Logan said

agitatedly likes a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Shonna seemed doubtful, "Don't you want to focus on basketball and have decided not to go to

university? What's the point of revising then?"

"It's different. Even if I don't go to university, I need to study. Basketball teams will ban me if my grades

are too bad. Let's go, Jared."

He dragged Jared upstairs afterwards.

When Makenna looked at their backs, she clenched her hands tightly.

In the room, Jared closed the door and asked, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Logan laughed and said, "I did this for you. I did this because I knew you didn't wish to stay with

Makenna."

There was another reason for him to do this as well.

He wanted to exact his revenge on Makenna for her behavior during the meal.

Logan turned to Jared and asked curiously, "Jared, why didn't you wish to stay with Makenna?"

Jared found himself unable to come up with an answer.

He also didn't know why, just that his heart was inexplicably reluctant.

While they were at the resort, Jared and Makenna slept in different beds, despite staying in the same

room.

"That's enough. Don't bother me with so many questions. Take out your books and let's get started."

Jared quickly changed the topic.

Logan was surprised, "No, Jared. This was merely my excuse. You really want to help with my

homework?"

"Hurry up!" Jared stated unequivocally as he looked straight into Logan's eyes.

Logan could only cry inside and silently take out his books.

The following day.

Sheila handed an envelope to Amber just when she arrived at the office.

Amber took the envelope and examined it. When she found no sender information, she asked, "Who

sent this?"

Sheila shook her head, "I'm also not sure about this. Reception informed me that a boy delivered it

here and this was intended for you."

"A boy?" Amber pursed her lips as she recalled Logan's face.

He was the only boy she knew.

Could it really be him?

"Okay. Please gather all the documents that need to be approved today. I will go back to the office

first." Amber said as she took the envelope away.

"Alright," answered Sheila.

In the office, Amber put her bag down and sat on her chair before opening the envelope.

Inside the envelope were a ticket and a sticky note.

On the ticket, there's a basketball with the words "U17 Tournament" printed next to it.

So this envelope was really from Logan.

Amber put the ticket aside and picked up the sticky note. There was some scrawled handwriting on the

sticky note.

A hint of amusement flashed across her face before she struggled to discern the contents of the note.

The note wrote: Amber, tomorrow was my first competition after joining the national team. You must

come to watch me play. Sckycap Stadium, 4 p.m., Logan.

Amber pouted, "Who wants to watch your competition!"Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She had already given him a face by helping him join the basketball team. But now he wanted her to

watch her competition! In his dreams!

She had no idea what Logan and Jared were thinking. Everyone despised her while she was still living

in the Farrell's. They had changed their attitude and treated her better now after she left.

That's outrageous!

Amber twitched her lips and tore up the sticky note before tossing it into the trash.

"Amber." A knock came from the door.

"Come in."

"These were the documents that required approval," said Sheila as she put the documents down.

Amber nodded, "Alright, I will handle them later. Please inform Cole that we will be meeting at 10 a.m."

"Alright." Sheila nodded in response. Her eyes flitted slightly when she heard about Cole.

Amber picked up the pen and began working on the document after Sheila had left. When it was almost

10 a.m., Amber got up with her crutch and left the office for the meeting.

It was already noon when the meeting ended.

Sheila ordered lunch and had it delivered to Amber's office.

After Amber ate a few bites of the food, Stella Chan knocked on the door and came in. She looked

discouraged and said, "Ms. Reed, I'm back."

"Welcome back," Amber said with a smile.

Stella sighed.

Amber asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Stella shrugged her shoulders and said, "I've made this trip for nothing again. I still haven't found the

person I'm looking for."

"It's ok, just take your time," Amber reassured her while pointing to the chair across from her. "Have a

seat."

Stella sat down and continued, "Amber, the total loans of 60 million dollars from those banks had been

accounted for us. Please take a look at the allocation proposal I've sent you."

"Alright." Amber took the document and started reading it.

She nodded after reading, "The proposal is good. Goldstone can now restart a lot of projects that were

previously halted. I will discuss this with Cole later. If there are no problems, we will stick to this plan."

"Alright, then I won't bother you with your lunch. I will leave first." Stella said as she walked away.

Amber picked up her fork again and continued her meal.

After lunch, she immediately call Cole and a few senior executives to discuss the matter.

In the end, everyone agreed on the allocation proposal devised by Stella so that the previous projects

could be relaunched.

Amber was busy running up and down between departments afterwards. It was already 2 p.m. the next

day when she took a break.

She heaved a sigh as she sat down in her office, pounding her sore shoulders with her hands.

Then, she opened the drawer to make herself a cup of tea. Just then, she saw the basketball

competition ticket lying in the drawer.

"What's the time now?" Amber said while looking at the bottom right corner of the computer.

It was 2.39 p.m.!

It wasn't 4 p.m. yet.

Should she go?

Amber was unsure.

In fact, she preferred not to go.

However, it was a bit of a pity that the ticket would be wasted if she didn't go.

Amber eventually decided to go and have a look. After all, she was the one who got Logan in the

basketball team. Logan gave her this ticket as a token of appreciation for her help.

With this in mind, Amber called Sheila via the internal line and asked her to arrange for a

driver.