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Reality is indeed different from fiction. Regardless of the female lead, the male lead, or the side characters, their fate lies in the author’s hands.

“I’m not gabbing with you any longer. Get the takeout for me when it arrives. I’m gonna go take a nap.”

Amelia plopped down on Tiffany’s one and only bed and dozed off in a matter of seconds.

Sometime later, Amelia was woken up by the fragrant smell of food. She walked out of the bedroom groggily, just in time to see Tiffany setting the dining table.

“Tiff, you cooked? Didn’t I say to order takeout?” Amelia asked, perplexed.

“Well, you’re jilted. I figured I better comfort you with home-cooked food instead.” Tiffany smiled.

stared at her with unconcealed doubt and said, “The only time you’re not lazing around like a couch potato is when

apron and threw it toward Amelia. “Go wash your face and come eat. Keep yapping on and you can forget about me stepping

going right away. It’s a once-in-a-blue-moon thing that you cooked. How could I miss it? But hold up—are they actually edible?” Having thrown out her

her head, but her

other than writing manuscripts. As Amelia put it, should her writing career not take off, she could seriously consider being a chef instead. Based on the magic she’d worked in the kitchen that night, it wouldn’t be too

years since I last had what you made, Tiff. I didn’t expect your food to still taste like heaven,” Amelia complimented. “I have full faith that you could compete with

set fire in

adding, “Tiff, do you think I could win Oscar Clinton’s heart if I pick

Even if he wanted home-cooked food, he has plenty of servants to do the work. When would he need your

Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 11

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