Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 830 What Can I Do

“Derrick, you divorced Tiffany because of that woman? You’re behaving like a teenager now,” Jennifer sneered while looking at Derrick. Upon hearing that, Derrick responded with a wry smile.

After taking a bite of the food, Jennifer continued, “Derrick, tell me the truth. Are you sure you’re willing to part ways with Tiffany? What if someone who loves and cares for her appears in her life? What if Tiffany carries his baby? What if they live happily ever after, yet you’re stuck with a woman you don’t love? Wouldn’t you be jealous?”

Derrick clenched his fists so tightly that his veins started popping up. Any discussion about Tiffany would cause him to lose his mind. He could no longer think clearly. Like a beast trapped in a cage, Derrick answered, “She doesn’t even want to see me. What else can I do?”

A corner of Jennifer’s lips quirked up. I knew it. He might be a smart guy, but when it comes to Tiffany, he’ll lose his train of thought and analytical ability.

“You’re an intelligent man and a successful businessman. Even when you crossed over into the filming industry, you performed your duties as a producer well. But somehow, you don’t seem to understand women. I wouldn’t believe anyone who tries to convince me that Tiffany has no feelings for you. She’s just concerned about Crystal’s baby.” Jennifer paused for a bit before giving the man a ruthless glare. “I don’t think you look forward to the baby’s arrival either. Why not just get rid of it? Get it done right now before it’s too late. You don’t seem like the kind of man who would show women mercy, anyway.”

That idea did cross Derrick’s mind, but when Tiffany insisted on getting a divorce, he had utterly lost his composed self. He was so busy feeling sorry for himself that he did not have time to think of Crystal and the baby.

“So, what’s your plan? Keep the baby? Derrick, I’ll tell you what I have in mind right now. Once Crystal gives birth to the child, Tiffany and you are over. I could tell Tiffany is not a forgiving person, so you better weigh your options,” Jennifer advised.

A subtle glint flashed across the man’s eyes. He was overwhelmed by mixed emotions.

Jennifer shrugged and said, “Of course, I totally understand you’re the father of Crystal’s baby, and you might not have the heart to get rid of it. But it also means you cherish an unborn child more than Tiffany.”

Derrick’s face turned grim instantly.

“I know what to do now,” he said in a deep voice. He never thought of keeping Crystal’s baby in the first place. I only want Tiffany to carry my baby. If she’s not the mother to my child, I’d rather not become a father.

Derrick liked children, but they were not as important as Tiffany.

decided

and said, “Jennifer, are you able to talk to Tiffany? Look after her for me. Once I settle the woman and

women pregnant, but I know ways to induce a miscarriage. If

about Jennifer as he did not understand

to help me, Jennifer? To me, you don’t look like a helpful person,” Derrick

learned that Larson Group would stand a better chance

gaze and said, “Okay.

that’s the case, I’ll get

I can do it myself. I’m a man, and I don’t need to depend on

merely shrugged.

of the restaurant and went their separate ways. Jennifer then got into the car and called

favor, June,” said Jennifer. She proceeded to tell June to get rid of Crystal’s

Halliwell? What the heck? I don’t even know her. Why should

and now is carrying his child. You better do as I

“Give me her information. I’ll get someone to see

receive details about

call, June stopped her. “Come over here tonight. I’ve not touched you in a while.

your bed. And you should start respecting me as your

for Carter now? I hope you still remember our video has

ashen. She was infuriated and embarrassed at the

show me any respect, I

said? But I’m telling the truth. Do you think Carter would cherish you like a treasure? You’re nothing but a piece of trash.

grimaced. “You’re

down at the blank screen and started

she started working with June. At this point, it was too late