Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 139,Love You Enough to Leave You

Tiffany observed Amelia and Derrick. She was not a fool and understood perfectly well the hidden agenda behind their dialogues. Derrick served Tiffany some food. “You’ve slimmed down recently. Eat more.” Realizing what she was served, Tiffany took a peek at Amelia, who was enjoying her meal with her head down, and then she cast a surprised look at Derrick. “Why? You don’t like it? I remember you like Coq Au Vin,” Derrick said confidently. Puzzled, Tiffany asked, “How did you know that my favorite is Coq Au Vin?” “When there’s a will, there’s a way,” Derrick replied. She could not help but feel her heart soften as the man’s words made her heart ripple. I acknowledged Derrick as a very outstanding person.

His face is perfectly chiseled and his gestures are always reminded her of the elegance of a prince. He’s a ten out of ten. How can I not be moved when such a rare gem goes the extra mile to get to know me? I’m a best-selling author who’s written a plethora of novels, from romance, fiction, to horror. Yet, I’m never in any relationship now and neither have I had many boyfriends in real life. All of my past love stories ended in tragedies, either I dumped the person for being insincere or that I was dumped for not being gentle. I have mixed feelings about Derrick. His actions touched my heart, but I am also confused and fearful. It is the feeling of a poor person being blessed with a million in wealth out of the blue.

how to spend it or worried that the money might just disappear into thin air. Anxieties crept up in her, causing her to feel uneasy. However, she had nothing to begin with. Therefore, she was not afraid of losing anything. Amelia’s lips curled upward. “Wow, it seems to me that Derrick, the big boss, is putting in a lot of effort to learn about the best-selling author, Tiff.”

dating him?” Tiffany darted her a warning to keep her mouth shut. Turning away, Amelia asked, “Derrick, I heard from Tiff that the cover page for

all the best, Tiff, and hope it brings greater profits to your company!” Feeling happy, Derrick chimed in, “Please also wish me luck in marrying my dream girl.” Amelia

let Tiffany decide, but she declined right away, “Thanks for offering, Mr. Hisson. We drove this evening, so please don’t trouble yourself.” Derrick nodded helplessly. “All right then, drive safe. I’m glad to have a nice meal together with you both. I’ll be the host when we meet next time. Please allow me to exercise my duty as a gentleman.” Amelia said politely, “Sure,

when you get home, Tiff.” Tiffany almost vomited blood out of annoyance. She avoided his intense gaze. “Have a safe drive home, Mr. Hisson.” Derrick quirked his lips slightly and said, “I’ll see you off first.” Tiffany bowed her head and pouted. “Suit yourself.” She then held Amelia’s hand and walked toward her car. Seeing how she sped off, Amelia asked, “Are you upset?” Tiffany hit the steering wheel lightly. “Babe, why do I have a feeling that you’ve sold me out

to be married into a prominent family, more than anyone else. Are you sure you want me to follow your footsteps?” Sitting on the passenger seat, Amelia responded, “Tiff, it’s not as complicated as you think it is. It all depends on your lover’s attitude. If you have

belonging. Although the rest of the Clintons would jeer at her sometimes, they still tolerated her flaws. Amelia had never regretted her decision to marry into the Clinton family. Her only regret was giving her heart to Oscar, who could not return her with the same amount of love. To him, perhaps I’ll never be as significant as Cassie. Tiffany understood the meaning between her lines. “Babe, don’t overthink things. I was