Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)

Amber, sitting in the car, suddenly felt intimidated by the scene.

Patting her chest, she signed, "Would you look at these walls of zombies?"

Ben chuckled behind the wheel at the comment, "That's a good one. They do look like zombies."

"There, get off and clear the way for us," urged Jared, frowning.

"OK," answered Ben, who undid his safe belt, opened the car door and went off.

As soon as he got off the car, the journalists aimed their cameras right at him with a stream of questions.

"Mr. Channing, is it just you in that car or so are Mr. Farrell and Miss Reed?"

"Would you please answer that question, Mr. Channing?"

"All right, guys," Ben raised his hands and shouted to the crowd, "Please stop getting in the way of the door and move."

Without showing any intention of answering the questions, he elbowed his way through the flock to the door of rear seats and pushed aside the people around.

Once space was made when the crowd stepped back, he grabbed the door handle.

At the sight of his movement, all the journalists' face lighted up and adjusted their microphones and cameras with their eyes riveted on the backseat door.

There was only one person whom Jared Farrell's assistant would open a door for—that was, Jared Farrell.

So it was clear that Mr. Farrell himself was sitting in that car.

The door was opened.

Ben held the door with one hand and gestured for his boss to take off with the other, "Mr. Farrell, please."

Inside the car, Jared nodded sightly and got off.

His appearance stirred everyone to shoot frenetically, with continuous flashes coming from all sides.

With a frown, Jared ignored the frenzies and held out his hand into the car, "Let's go."

gentle tone turned the crowd

before resuming it with

knew that there was someone

bring out the tenderness of

arrived

saw Jared's hand and smiled

hand tightly and said softly, "Don't be

at the flock behind her and nodded, "Well, I trust

meant to say that she wasn't scared by the crowding

so touched

was willing to be a damsel in distress for some occasions

car with her hand in

stirred frenzies among the journalists once again. The flashes were so blinding that she shut her

a grim expression, he said to

face, the frenzied shooting abated right away.

the meantime, they made

eager for the scoop enough to lose

them and that he was the last man they wanted to mess with. So

vexation could

arm stayed before Amber. He lowered his eyes at her, "Put your arm around my waist. I will lead you in. They may be afraid of me but not you. They will push you aside and get all over you as soon as you are

just for her to grab

swarm of flies,

reserved no doubts and

and

the capture the scene, the shutter noise

Jared continued to march forward with their arms around each

the oncoming crowd and preventing it from getting near

and Miss Reed

crowd gave in to the double shield of Jared and Ben, ceasing to corner her, but followed behind her instead with a bombardment of

Farrell's post last night? You

born by your mother with a different man? Could you answer

your car. Did you spend the night together?