Too Much to Bear My Love

The doctor said, “She’s fine for the time being. It’s just that her mood swings aren’t good for the

development of the fetus. You should try to keep her in a good mood. Otherwise, she may lose the baby.”

Hearing that, Tiffany’s heart was instantly in her mouth. “Are Amelia, and her baby really fine, doc?”

“As long as she doesn’t get too emotional, she and her baby will be fine. She’s pregnant now, so it’s best

to keep her in a good mood. Otherwise, it’ll lead to miscarriage,” the doctor reminded.

Tiffany hurriedly nodded.

“We will be sending the patient to a general ward in a while. It’s best if her family members can keep her

in a good mood.”

Tiffany nodded again.

When Amelia was sent to the general ward, Tiffany and Oscar followed. Standing by the bed, Tiffany

pointed at Amelia, who was on the bed, and said, “Oscar, did you see this? The woman you described as

promiscuous is lying here now, while the child in her belly almost died because of your cruelty.”

Oscar looked at Amelia in silence.

“Oscar, if you had had a tiny bit of affection for her, you wouldn’t have treated her like this. Forget it.

You’re not the man who will stay with her till the end. It’s good that you separate now. It also doesn’t

matter even if you have many misunderstandings about her. You don’t love her anyway,” Tiffany sighed

and concluded in a low voice.

“I will not divorce her for the time being,” Oscar finally spoke. After which, he left.

Tiffany pulled the chair out and sat down. Brushing the bangs on Amelia’s forehead, she whispered,

“Amelia, don’t you worry. Even if Oscar doesn’t want you, I’ll raise the child with you. We can’t give him a

life of luxury, but we can provide him everything he needs.”

Amelia, who was still unconscious, naturally did not give her any response.

Amelia only came round early the next morning. Looking at Tiffany, who was sleeping by the bed, she

nudged her while saying, “Tiff, wake up.”

After Tiffany woke up from her sleep and saw that Amelia had woken up, she immediately grabbed her

hand emotionally and said, “Babe, you’re awake. Did you know that you gave me the fright of my life last

night when you suddenly fainted? I’ll go and get a doctor to check you.”

Then, she ran out and called the doctor. After the check-up, the doctor said, “Don’t worry, Ms. Winters,

the patient’s basically recovered. If you’re still worried, she can stay here for another day. Otherwise, it’s

okay to go home at noon.”

Tiffany nodded. “We’ll stay here for another day then.”

After the doctor left, Tiffany poured Amelia a glass of water. “Here, Amelia, have some water. It’s still too

early. I’ll buy you some food later.”

After drinking the water, Amelia asked after a moment of hesitation, “Tiff, where is he?”

Of course, Amelia was referring to Oscar.

Tiffany grabbed her hand and asked, “Tell me honestly, Amelia, what happened between you and Oscar

yesterday? Haven’t the two of you been getting along fine?”

“He’s seen the photo,” replied Amelia, feeling down and dejected.

Tiffany’s eyes widened as she finally knew why Oscar was so angry. Any man who sees it will be furious.

But Oscar was still able to send Amelia to the hospital and listen to my chatter for so long last night. If I

were him, I’d have been sent into a rage.

“Is it Jennifer’s doing?”

Amelia nodded.

“That b****. We’ve been tolerant, but she thinks we’re easy meat. I swear I’ll teach her a lesson this

time.”

Amelia shook her head at her.

“Don’t do anything rash, Tiff. Jennifer comes from a rich family. If you’re found plotting against her, I’m

afraid your writing career will be suspended.”

“Well, I’m not afraid. After so many years, I’ve experienced a lot of things. What else do I have to be

afraid of? We’ve been relying on each other for all these years. You’re like my family now. So I can’t just

watch you get bulled,” snarled Tiffany.

“I’ll take care of this. You don’t need to worry about it.”

“I think you’re gonna take a long time to solve this. Amelia, being too kind will only allow people to bully

you, you know.”

“Tiff, it’s not that I’m kind. It’s just that I was caught off guard by the photo incident. Don’t worry. I’ll talk to

her,” assured Amelia after heaving a sigh.

“Will you really take care of it?” asked Tiffany skeptically as she glanced at her.

Amelia simply gave her a nod.

“Fine. I won’t intervene since you don’t want me to. But don’t suffer in silence. You can always depend on

me,” added Tiffany.

“Thank you, Tiff, for always standing by my side no matter what happens to me,” Amelia said sincerely

while holding Tiffany’s hand.

Tiffany rolled her eyes at her. “Silly girl, now you’re being sappy. What you should do now is to rest well

and give birth to the little sweetheart in your belly safely. Remember, no one can hurt you except

yourself. If the Clintons drive you out, I’ll always welcome you in my humble dwelling, and I’ll also help

you raise Sweetheart.”

Amelia was touched and felt contented that she was still able to have such a sincere friend by her side,

even after being misunderstood by so many people.

“Tiff, help me sign the discharge papers later. I still need to go to work. As a newcomer, I shouldn’t keep

taking leave as my colleagues will be displeased.”

Tiffany looked at her in disbelief. “Are you out of your mind, Amelia?”

Amelia gave her a feeble smile.

“Tiff, I’m fine now. I won’t risk the health of my sweetheart. Since I’m fine, I shouldn’t take leave.

Otherwise, others will think I’m too delicate.”

“No, I won’t let you. Carter is the reason you’re like this. I think you’d better quit your job. The pay is so

little and nearly ruined your family.” Tiffany was seething at the mention of Amelia’s job at Carter’s

company. “Imma call them now and tell them you quit.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Tiff.”

“Ridiculous?” Tiffany got mad. “Amelia, I don’t know why you must cling to your shitty job. Or you actually

haven’t gotten over Carter Scott, that hoodoo, have you?”

“Tiff.” Amelia gave Tiffany a pleading look. “I really like this design job, so don’t doubt me like Oscar

does, okay?”

Tiffany sighed and finally relented. “Alright, I’ll stop, but you have to take the day off, or I’ll call Carter

directly and tell him that you quit. His phone number is still the same anyway.”

After giving it some thought, Amelia nodded.

Therefore, Tiffany went out and made a call to help Amelia take a leave of absence. After coming back

with the food she bought downstairs, she said, “Here you go, Babe, it’s not too hot anymore.”

As Amelia was eating, Tiffany told her, “I’ve helped you ask for leave, Babe. That jinx asked me about

you, so I told him that his new lover caused you to be hospitalized. He wanted to visit you, but I turned

him down.”

“Come on, Tiff. The whole thing actually has nothing much to do with him,” Amelia protested.

Tiffany rolled her eyes at her. “So you think I’m a busybody now?”

Amelia smiled in resignation. “Tiff, you know what I mean.”

“I think that is what you mean. You always jump to Carter’s defense. Hasn’t he caused you enough

troubles?” Tiffany pointed out, feeling a little angry.

Amelia fell silent.

Fixing her gaze on her, Tiffany asked in a serious tone, “Babe, tell me honestly, you still haven’t gotten

over him, right?”

Amelia smiled bitterly. “Don’t imagine things, Tiff. My feelings for him have ceased four years ago. We

couldn’t be together back then, and neither will we get together in the future. We’re just too different.”

Tiffany pierced her with her eyes while Amelia flashed a smile at her, playing weak.

The sight of her pale face made Tiffany’s heart soften, so Tiffany changed the subject. “You don’t look

well. You should rest first, and I’ll be here by your side.”

Amelia nodded. Then, she stared at the ceiling in a trance while lying on the bed.

Seeing her like this, Tiffany felt distressed and grabbed her hand, asking, “Babe, what’s wrong?”

“I’m wondering if this will put an end to my relationship with the Clintons,” replied Amelia, feeling down.

“You’re sad to leave them?”

“After being in the family for four years, it’s not easy to leave them. Mrs. Clinton has been very good to

me and treats me like her daughter. If she sees the photo, I’m afraid she’ll be very disappointed in me. In

fact, I don’t want her to be sad because of me.”

Tiffany held her hand tightly in silence.

She knew that Amelia valued family ties and treated the elderly politely. In addition, Olivia did treat her

like a daughter, so it was self-evident how big the impact this photo incident had on her.

Tiffany began to hate Jennifer, who did anything she wanted, just because she came from a rich family.

This time, she sent someone to stalk Amelia and took photos that she now used to bend the truth,

possibly driving a wedge between Amelia and Oscar.

People had always been advised against ruining others’ relationships, and yet Jennifer did the exact

opposite. Therefore, Tiffany was determined to get back at her as she could not turn the other cheek.

Amelia would always refrain from resorting to violence, but Tiffany was the exact opposite of her. Since

Jennifer was so insensible, she wanted to let her know that they were no easy meat despite having come

from ordinary families.

“Babe, don’t worry too much. Mrs. Clinton is benevolent, so I believe she’ll understand you,” Tiffany

consoled.

“I hope so.”

“Have some rest. I’ll wake you up at noon.”

Amelia closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

Looking at her sleeping face, Tiffany could not help but sigh. She did not expect that a woman, who was

once cheerful and optimistic, could become like this in just four years. Although the latter now owned

branded belongings and had various cosmetics that made her look increasingly attractive, Tiffany could

feel that she was not as happy as before and that she began keeping to herself.

Even though she did not have much money in the past, she lived a carefree life. Carter and Oscar were

the only men who appeared in her life. She really liked them, but things did not end well with either of

them.

Alas. What a tough love life she has.

Tiffany took out her phone and called her editor, saying she won’t be able to submit her work these few

days. The editor got so mad that she kept yelling into the phone, so Tiffany immediately hung up the

phone.

Putting her phone into her bag, Tiffany muttered to herself, “As expected, women on their periods can’t

be messed with. She’s as angry as a bull.”

If she had stood in her editor’s shoes, she would have known that the readers kept bombarding the

publisher with calls due to the popularity of her , which was driving her editor crazy. In fact, her

editor was being very kind as she did not come banging at the door of Tiffany, who was so unreliable at

meeting deadlines.

While Tiffany was taking care of Amelia at the hospital, the Clintons were in chaos.