Chapter 83 Health Products
Chapter 83 Health Products
"I have no idea." The receptionist shook her head.
Amber pondered for two seconds, "Okay, I'll go downstairs right away."
After the call, Amber put down the phone and walked toward the elevator on crutches, with Sheila
following behind her.
When they arrived at the front desk on the first floor of the building, Amber asked, "Where's the stuff?"
The receptionist carried a large cardboard box out, "It's all here."
Amber looked at the box on the table, it was sealed so she couldn't see what was inside and there was
no information about the sender outside of the box.
Sheila reached out and weighed the box, "Miss Reed, it's quite heavy."
"Open it up and take a look." Amber instructed the receptionist.
The receptionist took out a box cutter and unpacked the box, in which was a variety of exquisitely
packaged bottles and jars.
Sheila took out one of the bottles, looked at it and was surprised. "Miss Reed, this is a famous health
supplement brand. These could help with the healing of bones. A bottle costs as much as one
thousand dollars or more, and there are so many bottles here. The person who sent you these is really
generous."
He was able to spend so much money to buy so many health supplements for Miss Reed.
The sender must be a loyal suitor of Miss Reed.
When Amber heard these words, her brow knitted up. "Put them back in and reseal the box."
"Huh?" Sheila froze for a moment, "Miss Reed, aren't you going to take it?"
"No." Amber replied and turned to leave, "Have someone send these back to the Farrell Group."
"The Farrell Group?" Sheila's mouth opened wide in astonishment.
It turned out that these health supplements were sent by Mr. Farrell, no wonder Miss Reed didn't
accept them.
"Sheila, why do you think Mr. Farrell sent these supplements to Miss Reed. This isn't the first time he
sent her gift, right?" The receptionist put on a gossipy face, "Could it be that Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed
still have feelings for each other?"
"How would I know!" Sheila put the health supplements back into the box, "Well, stop gossiping about
your boss. Have someone send these back to the Farrell Group."
"Alright." The receptionist nodded.
Sheila went after Amber.
Amber had returned to her office and was calling Jared." What do you mean?"
"What?" Jared had just finished a meeting and was on his way back to his office. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
Amber took a deep breath, and her expression looked a bit unpleasant, "Those health supplements are
from you, right?"
He said last night that he would have someone send her some health supplements.
She had turned him down, but she didn't expect him to send them over anyway.
"They're from me."
"Mr. Farrell, I already said I don't want it, right? Why do you still want to send them?"
Was she questioning him?
Jared's complexion deepened, "I also told you that I have responsibility for the accident that happened
to you in my place."
"Responsibility?" Amber seemed to have heard a hilarious joke and sneered, "Mr. Farrell, when I was
your wife, you didn't fulfill any responsibility as a husband. And now that we are divorced, you want to
be responsible for me. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Hearing the mockery in her tone, Jared lowered his eyelids and remained silent.
Because he couldn't refute her words.
Even he himself did not know why he had to be responsible for her.
"I've asked someone to send those supplements back to you. Don't send them again in the future. I
don't need them!" Amber cut off the call after finishing these words.
Jared stopped in his tracks and looked at the phone screen. His eyes were filled with complicated
emotions.
When Ben saw him suddenly stop walking, he also stopped, "Mr. Farrell?"
"Can you tell me… what's wrong with me?" Jared put down his phone and suddenly asked.
He thought to himself, why did he care so much about Amber?
Ben was full of confusion, "Mr. Farrell, what do you mean by that?"
Jared twitched his thin lips and was just about to speak when a swaying figure came out of his office
and intimately wrapped her arms around him, "Jared, you're done with the meeting?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Jared's eyes, "Makenna, why are you still here?"
Makenna pouted and was a little upset, "I haven't left yet. I've been waiting for you, and you actually
asked me why I'm here."
"I'm sorry, I thought you have already left." Jared rubbed her hair apologetically.
Makenna checked the time on her phone and said, "Jared, how about I go to your house tonight?
Auntie Shonna just sent me a message saying she had bought the dishes I like to eat."
"Alright." Jared nodded in agreement.
Makenna's face beamed with a bright smile.
At this moment, a security guard came out of the elevator carrying a box in his hand, "Mr. Farrell, this
is..."
Before the security guard could finish his words, Jared immediately interrupted him, "Since the stuff is
delivered, just put it down."
These were the health supplements returned by Amber, and if Makenna knew about it, he was afraid
that she would be imagining things.
The security guard put down the box and went away.
Makenna looked at the box on the ground curiously, "Jared, what is inside that box?"
"Health products." Jared's replied calmly.
Ben was suddenly enlightened as to why Jared had just interrupted the security guard.
"What kind of health products?" Makenna walked over and unwrapped the box. When she saw what
was inside the box, a glint flashed in her eyes. "I see. This brand of health supplement is hard to get,
and it was out of stock the last time my dad pre-ordered it. Jared, you actually bought so much at
once."
"Then I'll have someone deliver these to your father later," Jared said.
Makenna walked back to his side, "Thank you, Jared."
"You're welcome." Jared forced himself to curl the corners of his mouth.
That was it. Amber was right. They had been divorced and shouldn't keep in touch anymore.
And his intuition told him that if he didn't break off contact with Amber, it could turn into an
uncontrollable situation later.
Jared forced himself to suppress his inner emotions and took Makenna's hand, "Let's go back to my
house."
"Okay." Makenna smiled and nodded.
After instructing Ben to deliver the health products to the Gardner family, Jared left with Makenna.
It was already an hour later when they returned to the Farrell's Mansion.
Shonna had heard the sound of the car engine. With a slice of melon in her hand, she came out of the
mansion to welcome them.
When she saw Makenna get out of the car, she happily walked over and took her hand, "Makenna,
you're finally here."
"Auntie Shonna," Makenna greeted Shonna with a soft voice, then lowered her head to look at Shonna
holding her hand.
Shona's hand felt sticky, probably because of the melon juice, which made Makenna feel sick.
The smile on Makenna's face froze, a hint of disgust flashed across her eyes, and then she withdrew
her hand without a trace.
Jared parked the car, walked over and saw the two women standing there, "Why don't you go in?"
"We're waiting for you." Makenna took a step toward him, distanced herself from Shonna and wrapped
her arms around his.
Shonna grinned and said, "Jared, Makenna is really attached to you. You have to treat her well."
"I got it, mom, let's go in." Jared led Makenna into the mansion.
As the three of them entered the mansion, the spacious living room suddenly became lively.
Makenna let go of Jared's arm, "Jared, I'd like to go to the washroom."
She couldn't wait to wash the nasty stickiness off her hands.
She couldn't stand it for a moment longer.
"Go ahead." Jared thought she really wanted to go to the washroom and slightly lifted his chin.
Makenna immediately accelerated her pace towards the washroom.
Jared took off the jacket he was wearing, "Mom, where's Logan?"
"He's upstairs." Shonna replied with an exasperated expression on her face.
Jared looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
"This brat really pisses me off. I told him to quit the basketball team and work hard for university, but he
refused to listen. Now he's mad at me and locks himself in his room." Shonna said, eating her melon
seeds.
Jared rubbed his glabella, "I'll go check on him."