Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 137,Love You Enough to Leave You

Tiffany gave her an understanding nod. This was the benefit of being rich. It would not take a lot of explanation for people to know your status. “It seems like Oscar is not that bad after all. He might have another woman, but he still knows you’re his wife and doesn’t make things difficult for you. I’d really teach him a lesson if he didn’t acknowledge you as his wife,” Tiffany remarked. “Well, he might not be able to give me his full devotion, but he’s actually quite nice to me,” Amelia said, coming to Oscar’s defense, “He makes sure I lack nothing and gave me a gold card with an unlimited spending limit.

My life is actually pretty good compared to other women in my situation. It’s just that I got greedy and started coveting his heart. I forgot that life’s never perfect. We can’t have everything.” “Babe, I don’t like how you’re talking about yourself. You can’t blame yourself for falling for him. It’s totally natural that you want him only to yourself. What’s wrong with that? Besides, you’re really tolerant of him. If I were you, I would have broken his limbs,” Tiffany replied. Amelia smiled but did not answer. Tiffany rubbed her nose consciously and fell into silence.

She was just speaking her mind, but frankly speaking, if she had really fallen for someone, she would be heartbroken if that person had an affair. She would not even think about hurting him. Although she professed to stay single, she still yearned for love. She hoped her Mr. Right would come to her one day too. It was just that dream died out slowly after a wait too long. A knock came from the door. “Come in,” Tiffany said. The waitress came in. “Mrs. Clinton, your friend is here.” She moved aside and ushered Derrick in. Amelia was stunned when she saw Derrick. It took her a few seconds to finally come around again. No one could stand unfazed in front of such an exquisite-looking being.

He walked in confidently and browsed at Amelia casually before landing his gaze on Tiffany. Amelia had already gathered herself when Derrick came closer to the table. A polite smile hung on her lips as she stood up and shook his hand. “You must be Mr. Hisson. Nice to meet you.” “Just Derrick will do. And you are…?” “Amelia Winters. Tiff

But Amelia gave him a very good impression; most importantly, she was Tiffany’s most trusted confidant. Hence, he would like to be in her good book. “Amelia. That’s a lovely

anime.” “Oh, Tiff talked about me?” Derrick caught the most important information and glanced at Tiffany. Tiffany met his gaze and her cheeks were pumped red instantly. Her heart began to beat faster at that question. Why am I like this every time I see him? This man will be the death of me. “Oh, yes! She talks about you a lot. She said you’re the one who discovered her talent, and that she wouldn’t be

We’re not at work,” he corrected, his voice particularly gentle compared to how he talked to Amelia earlier on. Derrick was not interested in being her employer, or her patron—he wanted her. Tiffany evaded his gaze and disregarded what

she needs to eat on time.” It was not until Tiffany mentioned it that Derrick realized Amelia had a baby bump. “It’s so careless of me. I should’ve realized. Guess I got carried away talking to you. The baby must be a few months old

like it better,” he reiterated. Tiffany spared him a confused look. “Tiff, it’s already past working hours. And to be precise, you’re Derrick’s partner, not his employee, so he’s actually not your superior,” Amelia elaborated. Tiffany cast her questioning gaze at her friend. Babe!

made Tiffany felt like she was being petty. “Alright, Babe. Since when are you so naggy?” Tiffany caved, pouting her lips. Amelia called the waitress over to get the menu. “Derrick, Tiff is only so quiet when she’s with strangers. She’s actually very talkative. I’m sure you’ll like her if you spend more time with her.” “Babe, that’s enough,” Tiffany interrupted. Amelia dropped the subject and ordered

drink and put down his glass before answering. “That’s just a misunderstanding. She’s a prolific writer, and the stories she writes are engaging and captivating. I won’t let go of such a talented writer,” he said, glancing at Tiffany. Tiffany felt tongue-tied all