Love You Enough to Leave You

She pulled her hair and planted her body onto the couch. “Babe, what should I do now? He will be the end of me.” Amelia was startled to see Tiffany behaving like this. This was not her normal self at all. “Hey, what’s the matter? Tell me everything, then I’ll see how I can help.” Tiffany sprang from the couch, ran over to Amelia, and sat down next to her. “Babe, do you remember the annoying boss I told you about last time?” “Uh-huh. Mr. Hisson?” Tiffany nodded. Amelia’s eyes widened in utter disbelief. “Don’t tell me you fell for him,” she blurted out, “That big fat ugly man?

That’s your type?” From Amelia’s recollection, Tiffany had told her that that man looked horrible—he had crooked teeth and the flabby flesh on his face made him look like a bulldog. Tiffany even said that he was short and stout. Amelia was not sure if her description was true or not, but because Tiffany had repeated it a few times, Amelia had had a highly revolting image of Derrick in her mind. That was why Amelia was completely taken by surprise when Tiffany said it was him. She finally understood that beauty really lay in the eyes of the beholder. An awkward smile carved on Tiffany’s face. “Well, Babe, he’s not as bad as you imagined him to be.” “So?” Amelia looked at her curiously.

“What if I tell you he gives me butterflies in my stomach?” Tiffany felt like she was digging her own grave. “Are you sure that’s how you feel toward him?” Amelia tried to confirm. In her mind, there was no way she could picture Tiffany’s boss and her together. That would be too cringy. Tiffany was an extremely beautiful woman. Amelia could not imagine her together with a middle-aged man. It would literally be beauty and the beast. Amelia was not a lookist, but still, she would not want her best friend to get together with someone too ugly for her. “Babe, I can tell from your expression that you don’t like the idea of it,” Tiffany noted. Amelia snatched away the pillow in Tiffany’s arms and questioned her.

“Honestly, you’re really full of surprises—bad surprises. You’ll need to bear all the consequences if my baby gets a shock and comes out right now.” “Do you really dislike the idea of me liking my boss so much?” Tiffany asked weakly. Amelia nodded with determination. “But he’s rich and handsome. There are always women around him waiting to get him. To be honest, it’s not about whether I like him or not. It’s more like whether he thinks I’m good enough for him.” “I thought you said he’s super ugly?” Amelia doubted. “Did… Did I say that?” Tiffany choked. Amelia nodded and mimicked Tiffany’s tone and actions back then when she told her about that man.

then. “That’s a misunderstanding,” she corrected. “So you lied to me?” Amelia questioned. “That’s not a lie. I was just exaggerating. I didn’t know you really believed everything I said.” “So what happened between the two of you. What made

him and coerced him to break the contract with me, so I charged into the office all fired up to fight for my rights. But everything was useless. I couldn’t even look at him in the eyes and talk normally. I had an adrenaline rush and

author, and the company has benefited tremendously because of me. Do you think they will lay me off so easily?” Amelia did not say a word. Given the Yard family’s ability, they could easily uproot not just one, but ten popular authors if they wanted to. Companies would always care for their own survival and profits. Any company would readily side with the family and let a small author like Tiffany

Don’t lie to me,” Amelia asked seriously. “Of course not, Babe. You have to trust my capability even if you don’t trust the company,” Tiffany replied with a smile on her face. “Huh. I don’t see any charm in you though,” Amelia ridiculed her. Tiffany pulled a face and glowered at her. “Babe, how could you say that about me? Would you be my friend if I weren’t charming at all?” Amelia broke out laughing. “Tiff, I’m really craving something sour. I remember there’s a

but she stood up nonetheless. “Do you want anything else other than pickles? You’re already seven months into your pregnancy, pickles aren’t good for you. I can go get some pasta for you if you want.” “But Sweetheart wants some pickles. You can’t just deny a hungry baby,” Amelia implored. Tiffany heaved a sigh and relented. “Do you want anything else besides pickles?” she asked. “Just get whatever you feel like getting. You know what I like,” Amelia replied. Tiffany nodded and grabbed her money

me. It’s been a long time. I’m glad you still remember me.” A relief smile sat on Amelia’s face. “How can forget you? You’re Tiffany’s best friend. I still remember you from our last meeting at the cafe together with Tiffany. You left a really good impression. What’s the matter, by the way?” “Are you free? I hope I’m not disturbing your work,” Amelia said. “Nope, just fire away.” “Well, this is the thing. I heard from Tiff that the company is terminating her contract. Is this true? You know I’ve been friends with her

I didn’t even get to ask her anything, so I really have no idea what came out of their discussion.”