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,

head. “I don’t know.

don’t know the number, don’t pick it up. It’ll save your time if it turns out to be a telemarketer

Amelia nodded.

phone rang again when the two 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 else’s

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

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

a call from Faye nearly five years later. Faye’s voice was a

reason she became the supposed traitor of her company — they accused her of having conducted corporate espionage. Back then, she was nearly imprisoned.

a deep breath, then could she tamp down the fear growing in her heart. Calmly,

her eyes as she stared at Amelia’s phone. Then, she

waved 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 some things to talk to you about,”

Mrs. Scott. I’m eating with my friend right now. I don’t think I can

so she did not

I can eat with you and your friend. Just tell me your address,

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

Although I’m much

Amelia were to continue rejecting Faye,

she gave her the address before ending

“She’s

Amelia nodded.

about what she’s doing? She’s the reason for

I’ll only be making life difficult for me if I were to still hold them accountable for

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 they? They’re worse than thugs. Even thugs’ misdeeds are done in broad

get mad.” Amelia patted 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

that head of yours?” At that very moment, Tiffany wished she could pry open Amelia’s skull to examine whether her brain was shaped differently from everyone else. Why else would she be able to have lunch with the Scotts

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

could only glare at her friend, who always came up with all sorts of excuses that she

worth it to feel angry for

response to that was to furiously

to come. Soon, she entered with

either of them. “Why did you feel like eating stew? The

no rich lady like Mrs. Scott. If you can’t stomach this, the

toward Tiffany, Faye hesitantly uttered, “And you are…? You look familiar, but I can’t

done back then, too,” Tiffany mocked. “But it’s

words, Faye voiced, “Oh, now

sorry, but I’m Tiffany Winters, not Sienna Winters. I hope Mrs. Scott doesn’t have the tendency to change

let out

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