Read Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 11

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.

only time you’re not lazing around like a couch potato is when you’re writing your manuscripts. What’s gotten

eat. Keep yapping on and you can forget about

you cooked. How could I miss it? But hold up—are they actually edible?” Having thrown out

but her lips curved into a

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

taste like heaven,” Amelia

could set fire in the kitchen by simply boiling water, it’s not that hard for me to be fantastic at

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

the billions. What food do you suppose he’s never had before? Even if he wanted home-cooked food, he has plenty of servants to do the work. When would he need your contribution? If I must say, you should divorce him as soon as possible and earn a comfortable sum of alimony. You’ve been married for four years. Don’t wait until you lose both the man

Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 11

Read Too Much to Bear My Love Novel Chapter 11

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