Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 161 Cringy Phone Conversation

In the end, she grew tired and stopped hitting him. “Carter, please tell me that was a joke,” she demanded furiously.

Unfazed, Carter told her, “Mom, I’m tired. You should head home.”

He successfully ignited her anger again.

“Damn it! Why are you so stubborn? You have plenty of choices out there. Why won’t you give up on Amelia? Is she that amazing? Is she worth all your efforts?” Faye yelled in fury. “You’re seriously taking revenge on what I did back then. I raised you up, but this is what I get in return. How disappointing!”

Carter’s mind was throbbing dully. First, Jennifer caused a scene, followed by his mother. He couldn’t help but get depressed.

Meanwhile, Faye took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Sitting down, she dismissed everything with a wave and said, “Carter, we both need to calm down. I was too rash earlier.”

Carter lay in bed silently. It was more exhausting to deal with both women than to work nonstop for four days.

As Faye folded her arms, she spoke calmly, “Carter, tell me. What must I do before you’ll agree to marry Jennifer?”

“Mom, I won’t marry her,” repeated Carter stonily.

Exasperated, Faye told herself, This is my son. He’s my son. I can’t get mad as we can talk things out.

It took her a while to regain her composure before she spoke gently, “Carter, I know you’re still sick, hence the immature words. Can we stop arguing?”

Carter’s head was throbbing. “Mom, I wasn’t trying to argue with you. Forget it. I’m tired, so I’m going to sleep now.”

Faye towered above Carter and said, “I’m not trying to force you, Carter. All I want is for you to forget Amelia and start a relationship with Jennifer. You need to give her a chance to find out if she’s the right one for you.”

In response, Carter’s eyelids fluttered shut.

Faye reached out and shook him to force out a reply from him. Utterly annoyed, Carter opened his eyes again and responded, “Mom, please give me some freedom if you still think of me as your son. The more you force me, the further I’ll drift apart from you. One day, we might end up being strangers. Don’t blame me, for this is all your doing.”

Faye was dumbfounded as she had never expected her son to say something this brutal to her.

Sighing, Carter added, “Mom, leave me alone. I’m really drained out by Jennifer and your actions. Do you know how torturing it is to be plagued by a woman you don’t even know? Stop pushing me to do stuff I hate!”

Disbelief flashed across Faye’s face.

“I’m doing this for you. How could you say that to hurt me?” Faye slumped down in her seat in dejection.

her best to provide

rolled down her cheeks. I worked so hard for him, but he couldn’t

bawling

is even accusing me of being pushy! Well,

helplessly as she put

up, he consoled her. “Mom, stop crying. Do you want me to come and wipe off your tears

before he could leave the bed, he

down anxiously. “Carter, are you all right? Does it hurt? I’ll ask the doctor to come examine

let out

with sly foxes in the

I finally understand what they mean. If I

his mother’s hand and uttered weakly, “Mom, don’t call the doctor. Just leave me alone,

seen

for being too

I want

agreed reluctantly. “Okay, I’ll leave for now. Rest well. If you need me, I’ll

Carter nodded.

left, Carter took his phone and called Amelia

out a text: Amelia, I’m sorry. I didn’t know Jennifer would push you earlier. I’m really sorry about that. Can you please answer

text, there

up inside Carter as he let out a long

a sigh when she

milk and asked, “Is it

Amelia nodded.

“What did he say?”

Amelia handed her phone

the text from Carter, Tiffany snickered. “Jinx! Will an apology suffice for what he did

was tickled by her

for you to blame everything on him,” said

weird family. Now, that possessive Jennifer Larson has dug her claws into him. He’s unlucky for being surrounded by

her phone

mother. He needs to go along with her wishes lest others label him as an unfilial son. It’s difficult for him to go

his relationships easily. Only a mama’s boy would obey

without

of you, Amelia. If you don’t like him, you should

that as well.