Chapter 135 The Man Who Made You Lose Your Head

“Well, says the person who asked me to go over to the hospital yesterday,” Amelia taunted.

Tiffany pouted her lips in dismay. “I asked you to go over because I didn’t want my godchild to grow up without a father. Those two Yard bit*hes are really repulsive. I wonder what Oscar sees in Cassie. He must be blind if he married her. You’d better stay out of all their drama as you have to think about your kid.”

Amelia had resignation written all over her face and she decided to just talk about something else.

“You said you fell for someone? Who is this man that made you lose your head? He must be really charming to awaken this apathetic heart of yours.”

Tiffany let out a loud groan when Amelia brought that up.

She pulled her hair and planted her body onto the couch.

“Babe, what should I do now? He will be the end of me.”

Amelia was startled to see Tiffany behaving like this. This was not her normal self at all. “Hey, what’s the matter? Tell me everything, then I’ll see how I can help.”

Tiffany sprang from the couch, ran over to Amelia, and sat down next to her. “Babe, do you remember the annoying boss I told you about last time?”

“Uh-huh. Mr. Hisson?”

Tiffany nodded.

Amelia’s eyes widened in utter disbelief. “Don’t tell me you fell for him,” she blurted out, “That big fat ugly man? That’s your type?”

From Amelia’s recollection, Tiffany had told her that that man looked horrible—he had crooked teeth and the flabby flesh on his face made him look like a bulldog. Tiffany even said that he was short and stout. Amelia was not sure if her description was true or not, but because Tiffany had repeated it a few times, Amelia had had a highly revolting image of Derrick in her mind.

That was why Amelia was completely taken by surprise when Tiffany said it was him.

She finally understood that beauty really lay in the eyes of the beholder.

An awkward smile carved on Tiffany’s face. “Well, Babe, he’s not as bad as you imagined him to be.”

“So?” Amelia looked at her curiously.

“What if I tell you he gives me butterflies in my stomach?” Tiffany felt like she was digging her own grave.

“Are you sure that’s how you feel toward him?” Amelia tried to confirm.

In her mind, there was no way she could picture Tiffany’s boss and her together. That would be too cringy.

literally be beauty and the beast. Amelia was not a lookist, but still, she would not want her best friend to get together with someone too ugly

from your expression that you don’t like

pillow in Tiffany’s arms and questioned her. “Honestly, you’re really full of surprises—bad surprises. You’ll need to bear all

of me

Amelia nodded with determination.

and handsome. There are always women around him waiting to get him. To be honest, it’s not about whether I like

he’s super

Did I say

actions back then when she told her about that man. “’Not only does he have a big head, but he also has a flat nose and small

for words. Indeed, that was really what she

a misunderstanding,” she

to

exaggerating. I didn’t

of you. What made you fall for him so

“Babe, I really think you’re modern-day Sherlock Holmes. All your questions are spot-on. You’re so smart you

shit out

long sigh like a deflated balloon as she lay

him to break the contract with me, so I charged into the office all fired up to fight for my rights. But everything was useless. I couldn’t even look at him in the eyes and talk normally. I had an adrenaline rush and I was so

Yard reached out to your boss?”

Tiffany nodded.

are you still working for

you take me for? I won’t let them discharge me unduly. I’ve worked with them for two to three years. I came from a nobody

not say a

their own survival and profits. Any company would readily side with the family and let a small author like Tiffany off without a second thought. After all, what

don’t look so gloomy. Give me a smile. You’re pregnant. You

company end your contract? Don’t lie to me,”

have to trust my capability even if you don’t trust the company,” Tiffany replied with a

I don’t see any charm in you

a face and glowered at her. “Babe, how could you say that about me?

craving something sour. I remember there’s a mom-and-pop shop in your neighborhood that sells pickles. Could you go

her, bewildered, but she stood up nonetheless. “Do you want anything else other than pickles? You’re already seven months into your pregnancy, pickles aren’t good for you. I can go get some pasta for you if you

You can’t just deny

a sigh

else besides pickles?”

feel like getting. You

nodded and grabbed her

phone and made a call. “Ms. Shannon?” she greeted

Is this Amelia?” a voice came from the

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