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.

hesitation, Tiffany asked, “Who

her head. “I don’t know. I don’t

call. “Since you don’t know the number, don’t pick it up. It’ll save your time if it

Amelia nodded.

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

then accepted the call. “Hello,

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

turned ashen, and her grip on her phone tightened. She never thought that she would receive a call from Faye nearly five years later. Faye’s voice was a reminder of the nightmare she once

wily woman, who had an elegant exterior, was the reason she became the supposed traitor of her company — they accused her of having conducted corporate espionage. Back then, she was nearly imprisoned. All of her pain back then was due to Faye, which was why

growing in her heart. Calmly, she uttered, “Hello, Mrs. Scott. May

she stared at Amelia’s phone. Then,

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

to a meal; I have

sorry, Mrs. Scott. I’m eating with my friend right now. I

in her mind, so

Just

to reject again. “Mrs. Scott, I’m afraid my friend won’t feel comfortable with you around while we eat. What about this instead?

Although I’m much older than you, I can still chat merrily with

rejecting Faye, it

the address before ending the

“She’s

Amelia nodded.

feel a little more shameful about what she’s doing? She’s the reason for your suffering, and now

a long while since then. I’ll only be making life

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

wasting your strength getting mad at them? It’s not worth it. We won’t come into contact with them as frequently in the future, so don’t worry. We’re just

faces. I have no idea how you’ve got 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 could pry open Amelia’s skull to examine whether her brain was shaped

at her. Moreover, they won’t know that I’m mad at them,

always came up with all sorts of

it

to furiously order dozens

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

toward Amelia and Tiffany’s table, she sat down without needing any prompting from either of them. “Why did you feel like eating stew?

like Mrs. Scott. If you can’t stomach this, the exit is

You look familiar,

life was affected by what you’ve done back then, too,” Tiffany mocked. “But it’s fine. Mrs. Scott seems familiar with doing those

mull over her words, Faye voiced, “Oh, now I remember. You’re Sienna Winters,

Sienna Winters. I hope Mrs. Scott doesn’t have the tendency to change other people’s

let out a fake

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