Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 817 Taking A Stance

Tiffany gazed at him with barely concealed grief in her eyes. “Have you brought the divorce agreement?” she asked. “I can sign it now.” Derrick clenched his fists to suppress his tumultuous despair. “Let’s talk about it, Tiff.”

Tiffany shook her head. Her face was pale and bloodless. “There’s nothing to talk about,” she said somewhat dispiritedly. “I saw you and Crystal yesterday with my own eyes. That’s when I knew we were completely over. I don’t want to guess the nature of your relationship with her. There is no longer a chance between us.”

The hangover made her body feel weak. In addition to Derrick’s betrayal, everything seemed bleak and bland. Tiffany felt sluggish and wanted nothing but to find a quiet spot to sit.

Derrick was the person she was most unwilling to see at the moment. He took a step forward, but Tiffany raised a hand to stop him. “Don’t come any closer. I hope we can split up amicably. Even if we get a divorce, I don’t want to hate you.”

Derrick was beside himself with frustration. He was like a caged beast desperate to rid itself of its predicament. A single mistake pretty much destroyed my marriage.

“I’m begging you, Tiff,” Derrick said quietly, his eyes tinged red. “Let’s talk about it. We’ve been together for years. Are you really just going to break things off with me?”

Tiffany laughed bitterly. “Why didn’t you think about all our years together when you touched her?”

Derrick was rendered speechless. He could not tell her he had no idea how he and Crystal got involved. The last thing he remembered was drinking Kate’s glass of milk. He knew a woman had entered after that, which he thought was Tiffany. He also assumed that was who she was when he pushed her against the wall. He vaguely remembered the feeling of being with her, but he only realized that the woman with him was not his wife when he was roused by having water splashed onto his face. Then, he saw Tiffany standing by and felt his world spin.

Tiffany’s angry demand for a divorce diverted Derrick’s mental resources to grasp the strangeness of the ordeal, but he could not resist a shudder upon further consideration of the matter; he did not dare believe his mother would set him up.

Tiffany passed him to go downstairs, but he grabbed her wrist.

“If I told you that I had been set up, would you believe me, Tiff?” he asked quietly.

Tiffany turned to face him. “Does that matter now?” She had already found him guilty in her heart, and she would not believe him no matter how he explained himself.

A bitter smile appeared on Derrick’s lips.

“You really won’t believe me, huh?”

Tiffany said nothing and retracted her arm as an answer.

She then went down the stairs and gave Amelia a small smile. “I’m sorry for causing a scene again, Babe. I’d promised you that I would be happy once I got married, but it didn’t take long for my marriage to end in shambles. What do I do? Do you think I’m born to be a loser?”

Amelia felt sorry for her best friend. “Don’t smile if you don’t want to,” she said softly. “You look horrible.”

Tiffany’s eyes grew red despite herself. “Send the person upstairs off for me, Babe,” she choked. “I’ll look for something to eat in the kitchen. I’m starving.”

Amelia nodded.

Tiffany entered the kitchen while Derrick remained rooted to the spot like a pole.

Amelia sighed. These two are destined to suffer.

She went up the stairs and called, “Go on home first, Derrick. I’ll bring Tiff over when she’s feeling better, and you can sign the divorce agreement on good terms then. You wouldn’t be happy if you forced yourselves to remain together. I’m sure this is what Tiff wanted.”

Derrick stared at her in a daze. “Are you not going to help me with this, Amelia?” he said wearily.

She shook her head. “I’m not planning to. You have committed an unforgivable mistake. Maybe other women would let it slide, but Tiff is willful. She does not tolerate infidelity.”

The sparkle in Derrick’s eyes went out. “I won’t give up,” he said bitterly. “I will beg for her forgiveness.” At that, he turned and walked out with his back straight, though Amelia could see how pained he was.

She shook her head and felt a weight in her heart.

Tiffany is going through what happened to me three years ago. I wonder if she would be able to handle it. Nothing can change her mind if she decides to go through with a divorce.

Amelia returned to the kitchen to see Tiffany standing blankly before the pot without a crumb before her.

“You can’t be full from inhaling air, Tiff,” Amelia chided as she opened the lid and took out the breakfast Molly had prepared earlier that day.

Tiffany gave a start and turned to Amelia as she forced a smile. “Has he left?”

“He’s gone,” Amelia assured. “Are you planning to divorce him?”

do? I saw with my own eyes how he got involved with another woman in our marital bed. I’, heartbroken, and I suddenly feel so tired that I no longer wish to struggle.” Tiffany took a bun from the plate and ate slowly. Her gaze was

friend out by the hand, forced her onto the couch,

you not going to give him a chance to explain himself?” she asked

shook her head. Her smile looked more like

exited the kitchen without taking anything, she sat listlessly on the

at a loss

made up your mind, Tiff, I’ll go with you to the Hisson residence,” Amelia

muffled voice. “But I would like to stay for a few days before returning to adjust

“Of course.”

stay, Derrick came with her favorite food

Amelia said exasperatedly each time she opened the door. “Tiff does not

want to talk to

at the door, not intending to

meet you to talk about the divorce. He will also be discussing

felt a fist closing

a mistake, but not to the extent beyond redemption. I don’t want my fate sealed without even giving her an explanation. Let me see her. I want to talk to her

divorce had been tormenting him for the past few days. Dark circles appeared beneath his eyes, and his beard grew straggled. His cheeks became sunken in and gave one

move Oscar. In the end, he

inquiringly at him, but he

lightly opened the door to the guest room to find Tiffany sitting quietly by the window.

as

called out

jumped and hurriedly raised her hands to

grab Tiffany’s shoulders and discovered

crying?” His heart ached, and he tried to wipe her

you doing here?” she

be like this,

like me to behave, then? I don’t want to argue with you, Derrick. I’ve had Oscar hire the best divorce attorney in

eyes was about to spill

it ends, Tiff?”

her resolve would

marriage, Derrick,” Tiffany murmured. “I’m just putting an end to

intend to touch

in his arms. “Stop this, Derrick,” she said quietly. “We could

of her and met her serenity with

not have a chance to

Tiffany shook her head.

for a while before

reached out to help him up, but her hand froze in midair. She quietly retracted it the

wouldn’t give me a

complex mix of emotions flashing in her eyes. Suddenly, she knelt

she said

let loose a sudden laugh that sent tears streaming down

mistake, and you sentenced our marriage straight to death without even giving me a chance to redeem myself. It seems that our four-year-long relationship

Tiffany wept silently.

and left, slamming the

the door in a daze until Amelia pushed open the door and entered. She

It’s all right. Just get a divorce if you can’t see past this. You were by my side during

heart out, shedding every tear

became so frail that it gave Amelia the

to step out from her pain slowly after ten days of despondency. Or

was when Amelia and Oscar accompanied her to the Hisson

present. Over twenty people were gathered at the hall as if awaiting a

would not miss a chance to see me make a fool of

came down the stairs as Tiffany gazed up and coincidentally

cheeks had sunken to an alarming degree, and his facial hair was more unkempt than ever. An air of utter

that way, and she could not understand how their marriage

had promised to love and cherish her for the rest

woman by not keeping an eye on her husband and pushing him into the arms of