Too Much To Bear My Love

Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 102

“Don’t worry. I won’t do such an unnecessary thing. Amelia already has her own family and children,” Tiffany said.

“Good to hear that.”

After Carter left the car, Tiffany drove off.

Shakily, Carter went upstairs. After entering his house, instead of heading to the bathroom, he fell asleep on the couch.

It was a silent night.

The next morning at ten, Tiffany called Amelia, saying, “Babe, are you awake?”

“I am.”

“The weather seems good today, so let’s shop. You should take more strolls while your stomach isn’t that big yet. It’ll be good for you.”

“All right.”

“Let’s meet at Pearl Plaza at eleven. We’ll have lunch before we shop.”

“Sure.”

Around eleven, the two met up at Pearl Plaza.

Giving Amelia a huge hug, Tiffany chuckled, “Babe, did the little sweetheart in your tummy annoy you last night?”

Amelia shook her head.

After giving Amelia a once-over and realizing she seemed well and in a good mood, Tiffany teased, “Babe, be honest with me. Did something good happen to you last night? Look at how happy you look. You look as if love has entered your life.”

Tapping her forehead, Amelia laughed, “You must have written too many novels for you to think that.”

Tiffany laughed along with her.

“Babe, what do you want to eat today?”

“Let’s have stew. I’ve been craving to have it today.”

“Look at you and your meager requests. All right, since your sweetheart baby wants it too, we’ll have stew today.”

Tiffany booked the reservation for them before they headed toward the restaurant.

Right as the two sat down, Amelia’s phone rang. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.

Tiffany

head. “I don’t know.

ending the call. “Since you don’t know the number, don’t pick it up. It’ll save your time if it turns out to be a

Amelia nodded.

ordering, and she reached out toward the other woman. “Tiff, hand me my phone. I’m thinking that someone I know should be trying

the phone back from Tiffany, Amelia then accepted the call. “Hello, may I know who this

I’m Carter’s mother. We’ve met several times a few years ago. Do you remember

tightened. She never thought that she would receive a call

espionage. Back then, she was nearly imprisoned. All of her pain back then was due to Faye, which was why she was frightened to hear her voice

deep breath, then could she tamp down the fear growing in

of address, Tiffany widened her eyes as she stared at Amelia’s phone. Then,

gave her a look, signaling her to stay silent. She then said, “Mrs. Scott, is there something I

you free now? I’d like to invite you to a meal; I

I’m eating with my friend right now. I don’t think I can accept your invitation,” Amelia

fresh in her mind, so she did not want to see the

I can eat with you and your friend. Just

around while we eat. What about this instead? I’ll be free tomorrow at noon, and we’ll arrange to meet at another time. What

can eat with your friend. Although I’m much older than you, I can still chat merrily

were to continue rejecting Faye, it would seem

she gave her the address before ending

“She’s

Amelia nodded.

what she’s doing? She’s the reason for your suffering, and now

consoled, “Tiff, don’t be angry. It’s been a long while since then. I’ll only be making life difficult for me if I were to still hold them

Tiffany fumed, “What’s wrong with me getting angry? The Scotts were crossing the line back then! They nearly forced us to a dead end. If you didn’t meet Oscar and had a contractual marriage with him, you might now be in jail. I’ve never seen such a lowly, despicable person like her. I wish I could spit on each and every one of them. What kind of wealthy people are

her hand and consoled. “Since you know how terrible they are, why are you still wasting your strength getting mad at them? It’s not worth it. We won’t come into contact with them as frequently

such great patience for them to have agreed for her to join us for the meal. What’s going on in that head of yours?” At that very moment, Tiffany wished she

it’s meaningless for me to feel angry at her. Moreover, they won’t know that I’m mad at them,

could only glare at her friend, who always came up

worth it to feel angry

was to furiously order dozens

to come. Soon, she entered with her branded bag slung on her

them. “Why did you feel like eating stew? The smell here in this restaurant is pungent. Even if you’re hungry,

“We’re ordinary people, and we’re no rich lady like Mrs. Scott. If you can’t

you are…? You

done back then, too,”

over her words, Faye voiced, “Oh, now

Winters, not Sienna Winters. I hope Mrs. Scott doesn’t have the tendency to

out a

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