Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 162 The Atmosphere Is Just Right

Even after they hung up, Amelia’s smile did not fade. She looked like a young girl in love, giggling to herself from time to time.

Tiffany shivered, looking as if she could not stand the scene in front of her. “Wipe your mouth. Your saliva is dripping everywhere.”

Amelia then actually lifted her hand to the corner of her mouth. Tiffany was dumbfounded. Women in love were scary. One moment, she would be sensible and calm. The next, it was as if she was out of her mind.

“Babe, there’s no cure for you anymore. All it takes is one call from Oscar and you’re acting as if you’ve lost your mind. I’m sure you’re better than this.”

Amelia placed her phone down, then smiled faintly. “I haven’t seen him in a few days. I miss him. My baby misses Daddy too.”

Tiffany looked at her in disbelief. She did not think Amelia could come up with such a lame excuse.

“Do you want me to send you home, or do you want to go over to my place first?”

“Send me home. I need to go to the farmer’s market. He’s coming back, so I want to buy some ingredients and cook a nice meal for him.”

Tiffany glanced at Amelia’s belly in disapproval.

“Isn’t Molly home? Just give her a call and get her to do it. What’s the use of having a housekeeper if the owner needs to do everything by herself? You treat your housekeeper too well, giving her a higher salary than others, but also letting her do less work than she should. You’re letting her take advantage of you.”

Amelia looked at her, stunned. “Tiff, stop blaming Molly. I’m the one who wants to spend time alone with Oscar. Besides, her salary is paid by the Clintons. Even if she doesn’t come over to work here, she’s working back at Clinton Residence. She’s definitely not working less than others.”

As Tiffany drove, she said, “Fine. I know you have a good relationship with Molly. I only said one thing but you’re already defending her so much. If I say anything else I’m afraid you’ll actually start attacking me.”

Amelia was stupefied. She did not know why Tiffany was picking a fight with the housekeeper.

However, Tiffany was simply acting angry on purpose. She smiled and continued, “Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. I’ll come along and give you a hand.”

Amelia leaned back on the passenger seat and smiled to herself.

As Tiffany was familiar with the roads, they had a smooth drive to the farmer’s market. She parked the car, got off, and moved to stand beside Amelia. She remained protective of her as they walked, fearful of someone accidentally bumping into Amelia.

Seeing how cautious Tiffany was being, Amelia felt warmth in her heart although she was also a little bewildered. “Tiff, relax. There’s no need to be so careful of others. I’m just pregnant, not dealing with cancer.”

Tiffany glanced at her and tutted. “Babe, can you say something more positive? Don’t joke about such things.”

Amelia waved in apology. “Okay, sorry. I was wrong. Don’t be angry, okay?”

Tiffany really did not know how else to handle her.

The vendors in the farmer’s market were all familiar with Amelia and were greeting her enthusiastically as the pair walked by.

asked a woman who seemed

a friend today. How’s business, Mrs. Fuller?” asked Amelia as she picked

As long as it gets sold out by tonight, I can close my stall.” Mrs. Fuller then continued, “What’s your friend’s name? She’s a beauty just like you. I keep hearing others say something about birds of a feather flocking together. I believe it now. Since you’re a beauty, I am sure all your

were amused

Since we’re all

women grew, the more they liked to hear others calling them “Miss” since it made them

much are you buying? For each

the lady. “Mrs. Fuller, Tiff is just joking with you. You’re running a small business. It’s not easy

what? It’s no big deal. I make a little less money but we now have two beauties here at our farmer’s market. It’s rare for us

out many vegetables from the stall, and as promised,

to a stall selling chicken and duck. Amelia

do you want to eat fish? Why don’t we buy some back

and cook myself some pasta later. Just buy enough to cook for Oscar and

I look that heartless as to make you help me prepare everything then just let you go home

to be a

arm and said, “Stop

grinned

bad mood once he gets home. When that happens, remember to stand behind me. With his character, I can’t guarantee that he won’t

Amelia was astounded.

bolder

cat and a dog in your previous life. Whenever you meet you’ll definitely fight over something. Based on your novel-writing tropes, you two would become a couple in the end.

different worlds. Don’t put us together. If the two of us ever get together, it would

help but slap her on the arm playfully. “You’re talking nonsense again. He’s really not as bad as

view. As for me, there’s nothing else that’s good about him other than the fact that he’s handsome, rich, and has a good career.

Amelia even

could not help but compliment them. “You

when you were young too. Although you’ve grown a little older now, you must have been very popular amongst

up and laughed

herself to say such false praises. They were not actually pretty, and in fact, could be considered somewhat ugly. She

moods improved, she gave

I’ll sell you this fish for ten. Usually, I

be that we’re all

mood further

the pair returned with their hands full

bunch, rejecting Amelia when she

has helped you save quite a bit of money. How are you going to

cook you something