Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 557

Chapter 557

“What happened?” Amelia asked.

Ruffling her hair, Tiffany said, “You know, the usual. He demanded that I leave Derrick. The husband and wife duo is taking turns to make their moves. I believe they came up with the plan of pretending to be sick and are waiting for Derrick and me to take the bait. I don't even know how much longer can Derrick put up with such a situation.”

With a pucker between her brows, Amelia was seemingly lost in thought.

“Tiff, you should calm down first. We should talk it out rather than jump to conclusions.”

To her surprise, a relieved smile touched Tiffany's lips. “Babe, don't worry. I'm not the kind of person to lose and give up easily. Since they insist I leave Derrick, I won't do as they say. I'm going to show everyone that it's his blessing to marry me and that I'm not a burden to him. After all, I'm a best-selling author; there's no way I will let him starve to death.”

Amelia looked at her and knew the latter was feeling disgruntled. Tiffany was always filled with a fighting spirit. As long as one did not provoke her, she would not do anything to retaliate. On the contrary, if she were driven into the corner, she would strive hard to achieve her goals and not give up easily.

“Tiff, let's head back for now, and we'll discuss it later,” Amelia suggested in a gentle tone.

Tiffany nodded in agreement.

They exited the coffee shop and saw Derrick leaning against his car. “Go to him now. Remember, talk it out peacefully with him, and don't start arguing,” Amelia said, nudging Tiffany with her elbow.

The latter nodded before she walked over to Derrick and asked, “Why are you here?”

“I followed my dad here. You must feel aggrieved that he sought you out to give you a hard time,” he stated in a deep voice as he raised his hand to caress her face.

At first, Tiffany was unfazed by the whole incident. However, his words caused tears to well up in her eyes uncontrollably, and she raised her head to prevent them from rolling down her cheeks.

Raising her hand to give a smack on Derrick's chest, she replied, “Stop your nonsense. I don't feel aggrieved. I'm an invincible woman, okay? There's no way I will be hurt so easily. Besides, Mr. Hisson didn't say much.”

Derrick pressed his hand against the back of her head and pulled her into his embrace before whispering in her ear, “Let's go back first.”

Tiffany nodded.

Derrick bobbed his head at Amelia, who stood nearby, then brought his girlfriend into the car.

After the couple left, Amelia shook her head as her concern for Tifanny grew.

As she descended the stairs to walk to her car, a vehicle slid to a stop in a stunning movement in front of her, taking her by surprise.

The window rolled down, and Jennifer, wearing a pair of sunglasses, stuck her head out.

“Amelia, are you free now? I want to take you somewhere,” she stated.

Shooting her a wary look, Amelia replied politely in a distant tone, “I'm sorry, Ms. Larson. My son is waiting for me at home.”

Jennifer opened the car door, stood in her way, and said, “Amelia, you shouldn't be afraid of me if you didn't do anything wrong. Come on. I want to take you somewhere where we can settle the score between us. Since your husband forced my family into this state, I don't mind making another offense. If you push me over the edge, I might even snap and kill you.”

Afterward, she pressed an item against Amelia's back. The sensation was impossible to ignore.

Amelia's expression changed immediately when she felt the weight on her back. Left with no choice, she obliged, opening the car door and entering the back seat. Once in the car, she glanced in an unknown direction through the window.

Jennifer soon hopped onto the car and waved the item in her hand before Amelia. It turned out to be a fake knife that was a toy for children and could not cause any harm to a person.

“Ms. Larson, may I know where you plan to take me? There are many bodyguards protecting my safety in our surroundings. If you were to do anything to me, I believe you wouldn't be able to escape unscathed,” Amelia said.

Checking her out in the rearview mirror, Jennifer snickered. “Amelia, I didn't know you were such a coward who feared for her life.”

“I have a son and a husband, so I'm merely cherishing my life,” replied Amelia, who did not think it was embarrassing for her to be afraid of dying.

Jennifer smiled without saying another word.

Amelia watched as Jennifer exited the urban area and drove the car onto an empty narrow passage.

Upon seeing that, she started to feel scared and asked anxiously, “Jennifer, where are you taking me?”

“Don't worry. I don't intend to take your life. Your bodyguards are following us. Didn't you say I wouldn't be able to escape unscathed if I lay a finger on you?” uttered Jennifer mockingly as she looked at the rearview mirror.

True enough, when Amelia turned her head to look out the window, she saw a car trailing behind them at a distance. She knew Jolin must be in the car, but as for whether or not there were other people, she had no idea.

After turning back, she brushed her hair and looked at the beautiful view out the window with her head tilted.

A hint of jealousy and envy lurked in Jennifer's gaze as she looked at Amelia through the rearview mirror.

“To be honest, Amelia, I envy you,” she said suddenly.

Amelia turned her head to look at her and waited for the latter to continue her words. However, Jennifer did not speak another word and drove in silence until they arrived at a high-class private psychiatric hospital located on a hillside.

Jennifer parked the car, and they got out one after another. Looking around the place, Amelia was puzzled as to why she had brought her there.

“Come on. Let me bring you to see someone,” said Jennifer before leading the way.

Amelia had no choice but to follow her. After walking for a distance of around ten steps, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was Jolin.

“Hello?” Amelia answered the call.

“Mrs. Clinton, do you need me to accompany you? I'm just nearby,” Jolin asked from the other end of the line.

“Not for now. Wait at your spot, and don't inform Oscar about my whereabouts.”

“Don't worry, Mrs. Clinton. I'm only responsible for guarding your safety. You can rest assured that I will never reveal your whereabouts to Mr. Clinton.”

“All right. I'll hang up now.”

After the call ended, Jennifer asked, “What's wrong? Is your bodyguard worried that I would harm you?”

“It's always better to be safe than sorry. After all, she's doing her job,” Amelia simply answered.

Jennifer was merely mocking her, so she said nothing in reply and quickened her pace.
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