Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 135

She pulled her hair and planted her body onto the couch. “Babe, what should I do now? He will be the end of me.” Amelia was startled to see Tiffany behaving like this. This was not her normal self at all. “Hey, what’s the matter? Tell me everything, then I’ll see how I can help.” Tiffany sprang from the couch, ran over to Amelia, and sat down next to her. “Babe, do you remember the annoying boss I told you about last time?” “Uh-huh. Mr. Hisson?” Tiffany nodded. Amelia’s eyes widened in utter disbelief. “Don’t tell me you fell for him,” she blurted out, “That big fat ugly man?

That’s your type?” From Amelia’s recollection, Tiffany had told her that that man looked horrible—he had crooked teeth and the flabby flesh on his face made him look like a bulldog. Tiffany even said that he was short and stout. Amelia was not sure if her description was true or not, but because Tiffany had repeated it a few times, Amelia had had a highly revolting image of Derrick in her mind. That was why Amelia was completely taken by surprise when Tiffany said it was him. She finally understood that beauty really lay in the eyes of the beholder. An awkward smile carved on Tiffany’s face. “Well, Babe, he’s not as bad as you imagined him to be.” “So?” Amelia looked at her curiously.

“What if I tell you he gives me butterflies in my stomach?” Tiffany felt like she was digging her own grave. “Are you sure that’s how you feel toward him?” Amelia tried to confirm. In her mind, there was no way she could picture Tiffany’s boss and her together. That would be too cringy. Tiffany was an extremely beautiful woman. Amelia could not imagine her together with a middle-aged man. It would literally be beauty and the beast. Amelia was not a lookist, but still, she would not want her best friend to get together with someone too ugly for her. “Babe, I can tell from your expression that you don’t like the idea of it,” Tiffany noted. Amelia snatched away the pillow in Tiffany’s arms and questioned her.

“Honestly, you’re really full of surprises—bad surprises. You’ll need to bear all the consequences if my baby gets a shock and comes out right now.” “Do you really dislike the idea of me liking my boss so much?” Tiffany asked weakly. Amelia nodded with determination. “But he’s rich and handsome. There are always women around him waiting to get him. To be honest, it’s not about whether I like him or not. It’s more like whether he thinks I’m good enough for him.” “I thought you said he’s super ugly?” Amelia doubted. “Did… Did I say that?” Tiffany choked. Amelia nodded and mimicked Tiffany’s tone and actions back then when she told her about that man.

“’Not only does he have a big head, but he also has a flat nose and small eyes. He’s so fat he looks like a pig. The woman who gets together with him is doomed.’ That was what you told me,” Amelia recalled. Tiffany was at a loss for words. Indeed, that was really what she said back then. “That’s a misunderstanding,” she corrected. “So you lied to me?” Amelia questioned. “That’s not a lie. I was just exaggerating. I didn’t know you really believed everything I said.” “So what happened between the two of you. What made you fall for him so suddenly? Did he do anything to you?” Amelia bombarded her with a litany of questions. Tiffany stuck out an approving thumb at Amelia.

“Babe, I really think you’re modern-day Sherlock Holmes. All your questions are spot-on. You’re so smart you make me feel insecure.” “Cut the shit out and answer me.” Tiffany let out a long sigh like a deflated balloon as she lay back down on the couch. “Elizabeth approached him and coerced him to break the contract with me, so I charged into the office all fired up to fight for my rights. But everything was useless. I couldn’t even look at him in the eyes and talk normally. I had an adrenaline rush and I was so disconcerted that I fled in the end.” “Mrs. Yard reached out to your boss?” Amelia got the main point. Tiffany nodded. “Then, are you still working for your company?”

Tiffany waved her hand dismissively in confidence. “Babe, what do you take me for? I won’t let them discharge me unduly. I’ve worked with them for two to three years. I came from a nobody to a best-selling author, and the company has benefited tremendously because of me. Do you think they will lay me off so easily?” Amelia did not say a word. Given the Yard family’s ability, they could easily uproot not just one, but ten popular authors if they wanted to. Companies would always care for their own survival and profits. Any company would readily side with the family and let a small author like Tiffany off without a second thought.