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.

literally be beauty and the beast. Amelia was not a lookist, but still, she would not want her best

I can tell from your expression that you don’t like the idea of it,”

the 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.

get him. To be honest, it’s not about whether I like him or

you said he’s

I say that?” Tiffany

told her about that man. “’Not only does he have a big head, but he also has a flat nose and small eyes. He’s so fat he

Indeed, that was really

misunderstanding,”

to me?”

lie. I was just exaggerating. I didn’t know you

What made you fall for him so suddenly? Did

out an approving thumb at Amelia. “Babe, I really think you’re modern-day Sherlock Holmes. All your questions are spot-on. You’re so smart you make me feel

out and

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

and coerced 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

out to your boss?”

Tiffany nodded.

still

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

not say

wanted to. Companies would always care for their own survival and profits. Any company would readily side with the family and let a

smile. You’re

did the company end your contract? Don’t

even if you don’t trust the company,” Tiffany replied with a smile on

don’t see any charm in

at her. “Babe, how could you say that about me? Would you be my friend if I weren’t

out laughing. “Tiff, I’m really craving something sour. I remember there’s a

want anything else other than pickles? You’re already seven months into your pregnancy, pickles aren’t good for you. I can go

Sweetheart wants some pickles. You can’t

heaved a sigh

you want anything else besides pickles?”

like getting. You know what I

her money

her phone and made a call. “Ms. Shannon?” she greeted once the call got

Amelia?” a voice came from the other

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