My Ex-Wife is So Beautiful

Brother? Amber frowned as she looked at the incoming call, “I’m Amber, but you’ve got it wrong, I don’t have a brother,” she stated.

“His name is Logan Farrell, and he claimed to be your brother.”

Amber was startled by this name since it reminded her of everything he had done previously. “Sorry, I don’t know anyone by that name,” she said and hung up.

“Brother? Was that Jeremy?” Cole asked.

“No, wrong number.” As they proceeded to the elevator, Amber and Cole were discussing the lunch menu and the situation of Goldstone. Her phone rang once more.

Amber kept her cool and responded once more. This time, it wasn’t the cops, but Logan.

“Hello Amber, could you kindly come and pick me up from the police station?”

Logan had never addressed her correctly or by her name during her six-year marriage to Jared; this was the first time he addressed her by name and in a respectful manner while sounding unwilling.

“Jared and I are divorced,” Amber reminded both him and herself, “You should contact your brother to come to get you.”

“Can’t you just come on over, dammit!” Logan bellowed.

“Call your brother,” Amber said, frowning.

Logan did not respond and hung up before Amber did.

“Was it Jared’s younger brother?” Cole was able to pick up on a few important information from their talk. “Jared will have dinner with Makenna and her parents at Grand Hyatt while rescheduling their engagement party. Logan wasn’t there, but in the police station instead?” He continued.

“I guess he broke the law and wants me to bail him out,” Amber shrugged.

“He still bosses you about like he did before you divorced, he inherited his mother’s characteristics,” Cole said with a snort.

“How long will someone be detained for a small offense?” Amber asked abruptly as she opened the car door.

“It depends on the type of crime. For a regular fight without bail, it takes around fifteen days. Do you plan to bail him out?” Cole said as he gazed blankly at Amber.

“He must have done something bad because he did not dare to contact Jared. I’ll go have a look,” Amber said as she got into her car.

“You ditch me for your ex-brother-in-law?” Cole said, bending slightly and knocking on the glass, staring at her pitifully.

Amber drove out of the parking lot without responding.

Amber hated being such a softie thinking about Cole’s remarks on her drive to the police station; she was determined to let go, but couldn’t stop herself from helping when Jared’s brother was in trouble.

Amber was escorted to Logan by a female police officer at the police station, where she saw a queue of young men standing against the wall, looking dirty and wounded.

“Logan Farrell,” the cop called, “Someone is here to bail you out.”

Logan looked up immediately, and his eyes gleamed for a split second when he saw Amber who had a ponytail. “I know you’re coming, bitch,” he grumbled.

“What did you call me?” Amber gave him a serene gaze. Logan was taken aback by her calm and pleasant demeanor hidden under the dark cloak.

They exchanged stares for a few moments until Logan shouted, “Amber!”

Amber’s face lit up with a smile as she queried, instead of signing the bail, “Why did you fight?”

“Oi! Logan, your brother divorced her yet you asked her to bail you out?” Shouted a young man on the corner as Logan remained quiet. “What a jerk! Like mother, like son!”

“I’d say he’s a lady trapped within a man’s body!”

When Logan was ready to lose it because of their taunts, Amber grabbed the corner of his school uniform and said, “Do you want to start a fight here? I’m going to call your brother.”

Logan stopped and swung her hand loose from him violently, he didn’t want her to call Jared.

After signing Logan’s bail, Amber cast a glimpse around the corner at the young boys. “I’ll bail them all out,” she said to the officer. “It’s just a minor quarrel amongst friends, no big deal; there’s no need to bother their parents here.”

The cop agreed because they were classmates and it would save them both time and effort.

“Are you nuts?” Logan said as he couldn’t believe Amber had also bailed them out. He almost yelled at Amber, “Why did you bail them out?”

“Did you win in your fight with them?” As she zipped up her cloak, Amber asked.

“I was winning when there were just three of them,” Jared remarked, “Then two others joined…”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“So you lost,” Amber said, giving him a sidelong glance. “And you think you’re good!”

Logan couldn’t think of anything to say.

Amber walked behind the boys as they exited the station, while Logan gazed at her, puzzled. He kept up with her warily until he noticed Amber slamming her purse against the back of one of the boys.

When the others realized what had happened, they rapidly approached Amber, while Logan froze in his place.

“Come on up and give a hand! Three is nothing to you, you said!” Amber shouted at Logan.

Logan dashed forward while rolling up his sleeves. He knocked down the first three with ease before moving on to the two that surrounded Amber.

Logan, despite winning the fight, took a punch to the right side of his face too.

“You are lucky that I let him beat you up,” Amber said, brushing her hair away and staring at the boys on the ground. “I, on the other hand, can easily make all of you locked up in the juvenile center for at least three months, I guarantee.”

Her words, however mild, unnerved them. “Stand up now and apologize to him,” she said, pointing to Logan, who was standing alongside her.

The five of them quickly followed Amber’s instructions and only fled after she permitted them.

Logan felt conflicted staring at the woman beside him. Since she married his brother, he had despised her and been disrespectful to her, believing she was the reason Makenna and Jared had broken up.

But his earlier experience at the bar and what happened today allowed him to see a different Amber, and he realized she wasn’t as bad as he had assumed.

Amber gave him some money and said, “Your brother is in Grand Hyatt with Makenna. You may go to them or wherever you want.”

She went to sit in the driver’s seat of her car, but Logan was already in the back seat.

“Get a cab; I don’t have time to drive you around,” Amber stated, slightly irritated.

“No! I’d like to sleep here!” As he stated, his face twitched as a result of his injuries.

“No, your brother and I are no longer married!” Amber insisted.

“Sister-in-law or ex-sister-in-law makes no difference,” he said.