Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 103

Taking in a deep breath, Faye continued, “Amelia, are you still holding a grudge for what I’ve done back then? This is just how I protect my son as his mother, that’s all. Carter was young back then, and he was at the age where he should be focusing on his career, not women. That’s why I set you up to leave him. Let me apologize to you about that now.”

Amelia continued eating her food, unperturbed her words. There was no way she would believe that Faye was sincerely apologizing to her.

After all, people rarely changed; Faye had resorted to violence before approaching her under the guise of guilt.

“Mrs. Scott, speak your mind. Honestly, it seems like you feel awkward putting on this front, and it looks unnatural to us too,” Tiffany exposed.

Having been continuously attacked by Tiffany verbally, Faye was beginning to scowl.

Wiping her mouth with her handkerchief again, Faye asked, “Are you done eating?”

Pointing at the barely touched dishes, Tiffany voiced, “Mrs. Scott, I’m sure you see those too, but you’re asking if we’re done? Just speak what’s on your mind.” Once you’re done, you can get lost.

As she remained seated, she said, “Finish your meal first. Once you’re done, we’ll have some tea.”

Thus, Amelia and Tiffany stopped bothering themselves with her and began focusing on their food.

Watching the two enjoy their food, Faye’s scowl deepened.

She hated the scent of stew, and the smell of it in the restaurant was pungent to her. She was born with a golden spoon, and she had been exposed to the wealthy, meticulous lifestyle since young. A noisy restaurant like this was a place she would never step in willingly.

Faye did not know whether Amelia and Tiffany were doing it intentionally or not, but they took two and a half hours before finishing it. Every time Faye was about to say something, Tiffany would retort, “You can leave first if you have something else to do.”

Thus, Faye could do nothing but suppress her anger.

When they finally finished eating, Faye ran out of the restaurant, unable to stand the scent any second longer. At that, Tiffany crowed, “You brought it upon yourself. I hate rich women like you. You obviously hate ordinary places like these, but you keep pretending as if you don’t care. Your very presence is affecting my appetite.”

Amelia was silent as she raised a brow at Tiffany’s sparkling clean plate.

“Let’s go. At the end of the day, she’s still someone we should respect. We’ll only trouble Carter in the end if we keep her waiting any longer,” Amelia suggested.

Tiffany frowned.

After exiting the restaurant, Amelia asked, “Mrs. Scott, is there somewhere you’d like to go?”

She replied, “I’ve made a reservation a moment ago. We’ll take my car there.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Scott, for your goodwill, but we have our own car. You can drive ahead of us, and we’ll just follow behind you.”

Faye agreed easily, for she was only offering a ride out of courtesy.

After Faye entered her car, Amelia and Tiffany entered theirs as well.

After arriving at their destination, Tiffany carefully helped Amelia down from the car. Lifting her head to look at the place, Tiffany scoffed. “Rich people are so extra. Why do we need to come to a luxurious club like this just for a talk?”

Amelia agreed.

Although she had married into the Clintons and became the wife of someone wealthy, places where the average people roamed were the places she preferred; a luxurious club like this was not something she enjoyed. If there was no need for her to socialize with others, she would rather be at home for mealtimes and reading time.

At that thought, she realized she was quite the recluse. As she looked sexy, everyone thought she would be one to frequent nightclubs. Yet, what she actually liked was to spend her time at home. Sometimes, she would even ask her friend over for a meal or a movie.

After entering the club, Faye said to Tiffany, “Ms. Winters, I’ve booked a room for you, and you can eat and drink by yourself there. I want to talk with Amelia.”

Shielding Amelia behind her, Tiffany questioned, “What are you planning to talk to her about that you don’t want me to hear?”

By now, Faye was burning in rage.

Patting Tiffany’s hand, Amelia told her, “Tiff, have a stroll around. I’ll call you and come to you later.”

“Call me if anything happens,” Tiffany replied, feeling anxious.

Amelia nodded.

After Tiffany left, Faye’s mood seemed to improve a little. “Let’s go.”

When the two entered the room, Faye handed her bag to the server and instructed, “Brew us some tea.”

“Please give me a moment, Mrs. Scott,” the server answered.

After the server left, Faye coldly uttered, “Amelia, I’m here for my dumb son again. I don’t know how you came into contact with him again, but I have to admit that you’re a smart one. Your reappearance has made him pine for you all day and night again. Back then, I dropped the corporate espionage charges on you on behalf of him, thinking that you won’t contact him anymore. Yet, five years later, here you are again. Tell me. What do you want?”

Amelia was amused by her words.

Hence, she laughed out loud. “Mrs. Scott, you don’t need to overthink this. I have my own family now, and a third member will join the family soon. My family will have a normal but sweet life, and I’ll barely be in contact with Carter.”

Folding her arms, Faye responded, “I hope you don’t misunderstand my words. I know that you’re now the daughter-in-law of the Clintons, so Carter isn’t someone on par with your status anymore. However, Carter still loves you dearly as ever, so could you please block his number? Don’t respond to any of his messages nor calls. Anything you ask for — as long as I can do it — I’ll agree to it.”

Faye sneered. “If you didn’t contact my Carter, I wouldn’t have come to you.”

At the peak of her fury, Amelia barked out a laugh. “Mrs. Scott, sometimes, I find you ridiculous—you always pin something I haven’t done on me.”

After a pause, she continued, “Mrs. Scott, since we’re unable to reach mutual understanding, if you don’t want your son to be in contact with me anymore, tell him. If he doesn’t contact me, I won’t initiate contact with him either. Mrs. Scott, I have something else to do, so I’ll be leaving first. Goodbye.”

With those words said, she turned and left.

After exiting the room, Amelia called Tiffany. “Tiff, let’s go.”

The two met outside of the club.

After the two entered the car, Tiffany asked, “What did you and that old woman talk about?”

Amelia then briefly retold Tiffany her conversation with Faye.

Upon hearing her recollection, Tiffany was so furious that she smacked her steering wheel and hissed, “This d*mn woman! She’s beyond shameless. I can’t believe those words could come out of her mouth.”

Amused, Amelia muttered, “I’m not even angry, so why are you so mad?”

At that, Tiffany spun around to shoot her a glare. “She’s already so mean to you. Why are you still smiling? I don’t know whether your head is too far up in the clouds or you’re too much of a goody-two-shoes.”

Amelia only smiled in response.

“No. I have to tell Carter about this. Let him see what kind of a person his mother is. This woman is a bully! Carter should be the only one who can do something about her.”

Hearing her words, Amelia shook her head. “Tiff, there’s no need to do that.”

“Babe, she’s already bullying you. Why do you have to be so kind toward her? Are you trying to send me to an early death by infuriating me?”

“Tiff, you’ve got to calm down first.”

Despite Amelia’s words, Tiffany was still huffing in anger.

Hearing Tiffany’s silence, Amelia continued, “Tiff, so what if you tell Carter? He’ll go home to fight with his mother, and I’ll become the culprit for ruining their relationship. Even if their relationship is ruined, it can’t be because of me. I don’t want to be the scapegoat for this. I have nothing to do with them, and I don’t want them to affect my life.”

So Amelia’s not a goody-two-shoes. She just doesn’t want to waste her time on someone irrelevant.