Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 411 Getting Married

Meanwhile, Tiffany was driving her new car toward Amelia’s neighborhood. She then bumped into Olivia and Stephanie at the parking lot.

Tiffany was caught by surprise. “Hi, Mrs. Clinton. What a coincidence.”

Without saying a word, Olivia merely nodded in response. The affection Olivia had for Tiffany had faded due to her involvement in Amelia’s runaway.

Stephanie on the other hand was keen on speaking her mind. “What a pathetically small world! Tiffany, I heard you hooked up with Derrick from the Hissons! I never knew you have such charm. I’ve seen him before, actually. He’s such a handsome man with a formidable social status. Perhaps, he was getting sick of women of high standards. Otherwise, why would he be attracted to such a mediocre woman like you! I do feel bad for him.”

Tiffany decided to ignore Stephanie’s remarks because of Olivia’s presence. Not only did she not want to be disrespectful, but she didn’t want to strain the relationship between Amelia and the Clintons.

Hence, she turned toward Olivia and said, “Let’s go, Mrs. Clinton.”

Again, Olivia nodded in response.

Annoyed, Stephanie continued her mockeries as she held Olivia’s hand walking toward the elevator. “Was I right, Tiffany? Don’t worry, as mediocre as you are, it’s still a blessing if Mr. Hisson admires you.”

Tiffany glared at her upon hearing that. How could someone be so bitter, vain, and arrogant all at once? For her imaginative talents, she should be a screenwriter!

“Ms. Clinton, did you know that Mr. Hisson has been after me for the past three years? For all your looks and wealth, I bet you have met no man as sincere as Mr. Hisson. However mediocre I am, there’s still someone who really appreciates me. Besides, I’ve met his mom, and I think we’re getting married soon. I’ll surely invite you to the wedding by then, but I’d expect a wedding gift from you!” Tiffany grinned.

Stephanie froze as the smile on her face disappeared. “Tiffany, what-”

Olivia slightly patted Stephanie’s hand to interrupt her speech. “Ms. Winters, please don’t mind Stephanie. She’s just talking nonsense,” Olivia said with a polite tone.

Judging by the formal form of address, it was obvious that Olivia meant to keep a distance from Tiffany.

Tiffany smiled without saying a

of them kept silent

apartment, Tiffany rang the doorbell. Amelia was stupefied when she saw the three

addressed Olivia wrongly. Olivia had told her before that she didn’t want to be addressed so anymore. Considering the status of her

glance before stepping straight into

whispered,

It was sheer bad

softly, “Are the

can manage.” Amelia

“You must tell me if something’s wrong,

me,” Amelia reassured. After all those years of having to fend for herself, Amelia had learned

what Amelia had gone through. Hence, she

kitchen to prepare three cups of

your tea, Mom,”

to trouble yourself. Come and sit. I have something to

respectfully

“Where’s Tony?” Olivia asked.

asleep. Do you want me to

That won’t

Olivia. After two years apart, I can’t help but feel a sense of uneasiness around her. Perhaps it’s because of her unfriendly aura. Either that

the chase. I’ve come here today to regain Tony’s custody. On account of our past relationship, I don’t wish to make a big deal out of this. Since you’ve already divorced Oscar, I guess you wouldn’t want extra baggage going forward in life. How about you let us raise Tony so you could move on? I believe our family has given you enough money to build a new life on your own. Besides, I can see that Kurt is deeply in love with you. Even

looked at Olivia and said firmly, “I’ll never give up on Tony, Mom. Since he’s still young, I believe he should stay by my side. Besides, Oscar and I are planning to remarry. We love each other still, and I hope that you can

time, she stopped

was about to defend herself. But unfortunately, Olivia raised her hand to stop her before continuing, “Before the divorce, I actually liked having you as my daughter-in-law. In fact, I loved you as if you were my own daughter. However, you’ve gone