Love You Enough to Leave You

His face is perfectly chiseled and his gestures are always reminded her of the elegance of a prince. He’s a ten out of ten. How can I not be moved when such a rare gem goes the extra mile to get to know me? I’m a best-selling author who’s written a plethora of novels, from romance, fiction, to horror. Yet, I’m never in any relationship now and neither have I had many boyfriends in real life. All of my past love stories ended in tragedies, either I dumped the person for being insincere or that I was dumped for not being gentle. I have mixed feelings about Derrick. His actions touched my heart, but I am also confused and fearful. It is the feeling of a poor person being blessed with a million in wealth out of the blue.

First, the person is stunned. Then, he feels troubled for not knowing how to spend it or worried that the money might just disappear into thin air. Anxieties crept up in her, causing her to feel uneasy. However, she had nothing to begin with. Therefore, she was not afraid of losing anything. Amelia’s lips curled upward. “Wow, it seems to me that Derrick, the big boss, is putting in a lot of effort to learn about the best-selling author, Tiff.” Keeping silent, Derrick continued serving Tiffany more food. Tiffany glanced at Amelia. “Babe, go ahead and stuff yourself, or Sweetheart is going to start a protest.” Amelia obliged. “Mmm… the food tastes so good today. I wonder if it’s because we have a real looker dining with us.”

Tiffany retorted, “Babe, don’t forget your status as a married woman. It doesn’t matter if he is handsome or not, it’s got nothing to do with you. Cast your dirty thoughts away and focus on the meal.” Amelia teased her, “I’m taken, but you’re not. Since your boss is still single and ready to mingle, why don’t you consider dating him?” Tiffany darted her a warning to keep her mouth shut. Turning away, Amelia asked, “Derrick, I heard from Tiff that the cover page for her new paranormal romance novel is done and it’s going to be published in two months. Is that so?” Derrick nodded. “The editing is completed. Two months from now, it’ll be sold on various online platforms and bookshops.

Amelia agreed. “Wishing you all the best, Tiff, and hope it brings greater profits to your company!” Feeling happy, Derrick chimed in, “Please also wish me luck in marrying my dream girl.” Amelia followed suit, “I wish you all the best in claiming your beloved. However, I think

don’t trouble yourself.” Derrick nodded helplessly. “All right then, drive safe. I’m glad to have a nice meal together with you both. I’ll be the host when we meet next time. Please allow me to exercise my duty as a gentleman.” Amelia said

him playfully. “Well, I’ll keep my fingers crossed.” Derrick turned to Tiffany. “Please think of me when you get home, Tiff.” Tiffany almost vomited blood out of annoyance. She avoided his intense gaze. “Have a safe drive home, Mr. Hisson.” Derrick quirked his lips slightly and said, “I’ll see you off first.” Tiffany bowed her head and pouted.

rather disappointed, Tiffany explained, “Babe, you aren’t blind and you can see the vast difference between us. You know how it’s like to be married into a prominent family, more than anyone else. Are you sure you want me to follow your footsteps?” Sitting on the passenger seat, Amelia responded, “Tiff, it’s not as complicated as you think it is. It all depends on your lover’s attitude. If you have him on your side, your marriage will be a blissful one even if when you are faced with multiple challenges. On the other hand, if you don’t have the right person with

own daughter. She gave her a sense of belonging. Although the rest of the Clintons would jeer at her sometimes, they still tolerated her flaws. Amelia had never regretted her decision to marry into the Clinton family. Her only regret was

how he feels about me… He’s marvelous, indeed. Like a beam of shining light, he captures people’s attention wherever he goes. He’s always in the limelight. Everyone can tell that we’re from completely opposite backgrounds. So…” She shrugged. “I admit