Love You Enough to Leave You

Love You Enough to Leave You Chapter 194

Tiffany went to Amelia’s bed and straightened the latter’s fringe. “Babe, are you awake? You gave me a shock yesterday.”

The oxygen mask had been removed from Amelia’s mouth, but she still looked pale with her chapped lips.

“You must’ve been worried.”

Tiffany placed the fruits she brought along on the ground as there were plenty of other gifts on the table. There was no more space for her stuff.

Shannon came to them and showed her concern. “Ms. Winters, do you feel better? Tiffany just told me you were in an accident, so I came with her to visit you.”

Amelia flashed a weak smile. “Ms. Shannon, thank you for visiting me.”

Shannon then placed the fruits she brought on the ground as well. Amelia turned to Olivia and said, “Mom, please get a chair for Ms. Shannon.”

Olivia dragged a chair over. “Have a seat. I’ll cut the fruits up for you.”

At once, Shannon waved her hand. “No need, Mrs. Clinton. You don’t have to go to all the trouble.”

A pleasant smile was hanging on Olivia’s lips as she said, “You’re Amelia’s friend, right? Don’t stand on ceremony. As you’re our guest, I should serve you some fruits.”

With that, she took the fruits and entered the washroom to wash them.

A flash of concern appeared in Shannon’s gaze. “Ms. Winters, you look really pale. Are you alright?”

Amelia shook her head to tell her not to worry. “I’m alright. I’ll get better after some rest.”

Shannon inclined her head and fell silent.

She wasn’t that close to Amelia as she had gotten to know the latter through Tiffany.

Instead, it was Amelia who broke the silence. “Have you had lunch?”

“We ate some before coming here. What about you?” asked Shannon.

“I took some soup earlier.” Something occurred to Amelia and her lips curved into a grin. “I’m craving meat now. It feels like I haven’t eaten meat for ages. Ugh, just thinking about me got me salivating!”

Shannon

meat for some time. But upon your recovery, I’ll

swallowed hard. “Tiff, I can’t eat meat now. So

and Shannon

have a hilarious side to you, huh?” teased Shannon as she wiped

forget to chime in, “Shannon, she might seem like a seductive vixen, but she’s actually cuckoo. Only those who are close to her get to see this side of her. She’s always

shot Tiffany an exasperated glance

smiled and went over to them.

“Tiffany said Ms. Winters is a cuckoo and told me not

the plate on the table and gestured for them to

warmth, Shannon gradually relaxed. She picked a piece of fruit and took a bite. “Mrs. Clinton, do you think

took one look at Amelia and beamed. “Amelia’s a considerate and kind young lady. She might look like a sexy and promiscuous woman at first sight, and to be honest, when Oscar wanted to marry her back then, I was worried. I wanted him to marry an obedient wife, so Amelia’s looks didn’t make the cut. But the more time I spent with her, the more I adored her. Her most likable trait is that she’s filial. I’m glad to have her as my

color returned

shone in Shannon’s gaze. “Mrs. Clinton, you’re gorgeous, elegant, and nice. Ms. Winters is lucky to have you as her

a slice of apple. “Amelia, you

took a bite, Olivia gave

Shannon nodded, feeling flattered.

proceeded to share her opinion. “Shannon, I don’t agree with your words. Actually, it isn’t as complicated as you think. Those mother-in-law and daughter-in-law fights you see on TV are mostly made-up. Most moms want their sons to have a blissful life with their wives. Why will they be happy to see their sons fighting with their wives? Of course, there are some moms who want to control their sons and they’ll treat their daughter-in-law as enemies. That’s the minority, though. You’re

believe you’re this understanding. If you’re thirty years younger, and I’m a man,

burst out laughing at

heartwarming

if Mrs. Clinton is thirty years younger, she still belongs to Mr. Clinton. You’re

lighthearted laughter resonated in the

she lay in her

why are you still calling me Mrs. Clinton?” asked Olivia.

Shannon gave Tiffany a

her

take you as her goddaughter. It’s a good thing, so you should

no reason

I’m sincere in wanting to become your godmother. You’re Amelia’s friend, and I adore you, too. If you don’t want me to hold a party to introduce you to everyone, we can do it in private then. I shall introduce you to my friends in the corporate world sometime later. You’re a freelance writer, so I can introduce you to bigger publishing companies out there. You have

thank Mrs. Clinton! Not everyone gets the chance to be a best-selling author. You’re lucky to be talented and appreciated by your benefactor. Many authors are talented but lack the chance to shine. Tiffany, you need

going to be a best-selling author, I’ll

amused by her