Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 102

“Don’t worry. I won’t do such an unnecessary thing. Amelia already has her own family and children,” Tiffany said.

“Good to hear that.”

After Carter left the car, Tiffany drove off.

Shakily, Carter went upstairs. After entering his house, instead of heading to the bathroom, he fell asleep on the couch.

It was a silent night.

The next morning at ten, Tiffany called Amelia, saying, “Babe, are you awake?”

“I am.”

“The weather seems good today, so let’s shop. You should take more strolls while your stomach isn’t that big yet. It’ll be good for you.”

“All right.”

“Let’s meet at Pearl Plaza at eleven. We’ll have lunch before we shop.”

“Sure.”

Around eleven, the two met up at Pearl Plaza.

Giving Amelia a huge hug, Tiffany chuckled, “Babe, did the little sweetheart in your tummy annoy you last night?”

Amelia shook her head.

After giving Amelia a once-over and realizing she seemed well and in a good mood, Tiffany teased, “Babe, be honest with me. Did something good happen to you last night? Look at how happy you look. You look as if love has entered your life.”

Tapping her forehead, Amelia laughed, “You must have written too many novels for you to think that.”

Tiffany laughed along with her.

“Babe, what do you want to eat today?”

“Let’s have stew. I’ve been craving to have it today.”

“Look at you and your meager requests. All right, since your sweetheart baby wants it too, we’ll have stew today.”

Tiffany booked the reservation for them before they headed toward the restaurant.

Right as the two sat down, Amelia’s phone rang. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

her hesitation, Tiffany asked, “Who is

her head. “I don’t know. I don’t recognize

the number, don’t pick it up. It’ll save your time if it turns out to be

Amelia nodded.

again when the two were ordering, and she reached out toward the other woman. “Tiff, hand me my phone. I’m thinking that someone I know should be trying to

from Tiffany, Amelia then accepted the

several times

ashen, and her grip on her phone tightened. She never thought that she would receive a call from Faye nearly five years later. Faye’s voice was a reminder of the nightmare she once

the supposed traitor of her company — they accused her of having conducted corporate espionage. Back then, she

in a deep breath, then could she tamp down the fear growing

widened her eyes as she stared at Amelia’s phone. Then, she

gave her a look, signaling her to stay silent. She then said, “Mrs. Scott, is there something

a meal; I have some

friend right now. I don’t think I can

was still fresh in her mind, so

you and your friend. Just tell me your address, and I’ll come to you,”

opening her mouth, about to reject again. “Mrs. Scott, I’m afraid my friend won’t feel comfortable with you around while we eat. What about this instead? I’ll be free tomorrow at

I’m much older than you, I can still chat merrily with

Amelia were to continue rejecting Faye, it

her the address before ending the

“She’s coming

Amelia nodded.

feel a little more shameful about what she’s doing? She’s

be making life difficult for me if I were to

contractual marriage with him, you might now be in jail. I’ve never seen such a lowly, despicable person like her. I wish I could spit on each and every one of them. What kind of wealthy people are

you know how terrible they are, why are you still wasting your strength getting mad at them? It’s not worth it. We won’t come into contact

agreed for her to join us for the meal. What’s going on in that head of yours?” At that very moment, Tiffany wished she could pry open Amelia’s skull to examine whether her brain was shaped differently from everyone else. Why else would she be able to have lunch with the Scotts as if

so it’s meaningless for me to feel angry at her. Moreover, they won’t know

up with all sorts of excuses that she could not

isn’t worth it to feel angry for someone unimported,” Amelia

response to that was to furiously order

she entered with her branded bag slung

Tiffany’s table, she sat down without needing any prompting from either of them. “Why did you feel like eating stew? The smell here

“We’re ordinary people, and we’re no rich lady like Mrs. Scott. If you can’t stomach this,

toward Tiffany, Faye hesitantly uttered, “And you are…? You look familiar, but I can’t recall where I’ve met

affected by what you’ve done back then, too,” Tiffany mocked. “But it’s fine. Mrs. Scott seems familiar with doing

over her words, Faye voiced, “Oh, now I remember.

really sorry, but I’m Tiffany Winters, not Sienna Winters. I hope

out a fake

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