Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 135

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.

her together with a middle-aged man. It would literally be beauty and the beast. Amelia was not a lookist, but still, she would not want her best friend

your expression that you don’t like the idea of it,”

surprises—bad surprises. You’ll need to

really dislike the idea of me liking

Amelia nodded with determination.

women around him waiting to get him. To be honest, it’s not about whether

he’s super ugly?”

Did I say that?” Tiffany

does he have a big head, but he also has a flat nose and small eyes. He’s so fat he looks like a pig. The woman who gets together with him is doomed.’ That was what you told me,” Amelia

a loss for words. Indeed, that was really what she said

a misunderstanding,”

you lied to

was just exaggerating. I

happened between the two of you. What made you fall for him so suddenly? Did

approving thumb at Amelia. “Babe, I really think you’re modern-day Sherlock Holmes. All your questions are

the shit out and answer

out a long sigh like a deflated balloon as she lay back down on

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

to your boss?” Amelia

Tiffany nodded.

still working for your

dismissively in confidence. “Babe, what do 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 to a best-selling author, and the company has benefited tremendously because of me. Do you think they will lay me off so

not say

always care for their own survival and profits. Any company would readily side with the family and

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

contract?

even if you don’t trust

charm in you

and glowered at her. “Babe, how could you say that

sour. I remember there’s a mom-and-pop shop in your neighborhood that

seven months into your pregnancy, pickles aren’t good for you. I can

wants some pickles. You can’t just deny a hungry

heaved a sigh and

anything else

get whatever you feel like getting. You know what I

nodded and grabbed her money before

made a call. “Ms. Shannon?” she greeted once the call

voice came from the other

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