Chapter 791

Derrick could not help but be thrilled at how Tiffany was finally softening her stance. While he half-carried and half-dragged her into the room, he whispered, "Tiff, are you not angry at me anymore?"

Instead of a verbal response, Tiffany sealed her lips with his, and the two fell onto the couch.

After everything, Derrick caressed Tiffany's cheek and lovingly muttered, "Are you really not mad at me anymore?"

In actuality, Tiffany was delighted.

"I thought about many things when I was on my way back. I was thinking about how I'll forgive you if you come back with me. If you didn't, it meant our shared fate could only last that long. I don't know if you were following me or not, but you appeared so swiftly just now, so I've decided to give us another chance." A look of exhaustion flashed past Tiffany's eyes, but the smile on her face told Derrick that she had returned to her old, nonchalant self.

Hence, he let out a sigh of relief before lowering his head to plant kisses on her face. At the same time, he uttered, "Tiff, I'm glad that I came back with you."

Tiffany smiled at him. All of a sudden, she raised her hands and hammered his chest a few times. "I don't want to get a divorce with you anymore, but you still have to give me an explanation about your matter with Crystal. Otherwise, I'll never let you off the hook."

Derrick burst out laughing at that, and it was a hearty laugh.

He was in a fantastic mood at that moment. That was what he missed most-the fearless life that he once led with Tiffany. Derrick did not want to see the troubled expression on Tiffany's face ever again.

"What are you laughing about?" Tiffany asked in mock anger.

"I miss the way you were straightforward and unfazed. I could see how unhappy you were, and how you told me that you wanted to get a divorce made me panic." Derrick lifted her and walked toward the stairs. "I'm really happy that the two of us can talk calmly like this."

His words sent a trickle of warmth into her heart, and she circled her arms around his neck.

course, the one who was the happiest about them mending things

and Oscar

the rosy blush on Tiffany's cheeks. Beaming, Amelia asked, "Are

and replied, "Indeed. Babe, I've troubled you for the past few days. My conflict with Derrick

act. If you tell me words like

and Tony liked, he handed the menu back to Derrick, who then ordered dishes that Tiffany

the dishes were served, Derrick scooped a bowl of soup for Tony before doing

said, "Mr. Clinton, Amelia, try the soup.

her eyes widened as a surprised laugh escaped her. "It really tastes good! It's thick but not gross, and its level of viscosity is perfect. It's been a long while since I had a soup this good. In fact, this chef is

nothing hard to achieve. I'm one of the investors of this farmstay, and I was the one who recruited the chef-I found him at the restaurant I went to on my trip for the traditional and internet literature

a brow in response. "When did you start investing in food and beverage businesses? Tiff

investing in food and beverage

to delve into this, I want to be successful. I'll slowly go into the food and beverage industry, the IT industry, and the real estate industry.

stiffened. She never thought that Derrick had done all of these for

picking me. Once my business grows, I'll prove to you that I can protect you well through my own hard

quickly lowered her head. Only when the watery veil was gone did she finally lift her head

hammer him twice on his shoulder before speaking in a deliberately nonchalant tone to conceal

here. Aren't you ashamed to pretend to be a domineering, faithful CEO in

no need for me to pretend;

the

swift lately. I've also invested in a few restaurants. If you're interested, why don't we partner up to start a unique farmstay

few days ago, but there was this housefly buzzing non-stop around my head and Tiff's, so I ended

"Hey, hey, calm down, the two of you. We're just two families having a meal together today, so stop

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