Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 138

He looked as if he could visualize Tiffany’s casual looks at home. “I’m really looking forward to seeing her true colors in daily life because it will mean that I’m already her man when that day comes,” he hinted. Amelia chuckled. “I’m not trying to discourage you. However, will a talent like you who is most likely to pursue exquisite things and a quality life tolerate a scuzzy person like Tiff?” Derrick answered with a question, “How would I know if I don’t give it a try?” Amelia simply smiled. Sipping her tea, she said, “Tiff has talked about you before but in a bad way. She described you as a pervert boss who’s as fat as a pig. I didn’t expect you to be so handsome. Honestly, you turned out to be better looking than any other man I’ve seen.

I used to think that my husband’s the most good-looking man on earth until I met you. Now, I finally knew how does a prince charming looks like. You’ve fulfilled all the criteria in the fantasies of all women. But somehow, I don’t think you and Tiff are compatible.” Derrick looked at her intensely. “You don’t agree?” She let out a faint smile. “It’s not about whether I agree to this. It’s up to Tiff. If she likes you, I hope that you two can have the happily-ever-after life that you deserve. On the contrary, if she doesn’t have any feelings for you, I hope that you’d let her go. After all, your backgrounds are completely different. There’s no point in staying together when you can’t guarantee her a future.”

He fidgeted the cup in his hand. “Frankly, I’ve investigated everyone around Tiff thoroughly since the first day I fell for her. I’m aware and very certain that you’re an intelligent woman. Your friendship with Tiff is way solid than I’ve expected. My purpose of meeting you today is to reach an agreement with you.” “Go ahead.” “Please don’t be the stumbling block between Tiff and I.” Amelia laughed. “Rest assured that I’ll never meddle in Tiff’s private affairs. I’ll only help her analyze the options available but I won’t decide for her based on my standards just because I care.

Her marriage is her decision to make.” Derrick was full of praise for Amelia’s wisdom. A smart man would always enjoy negotiating with a smart woman as it is easier and more effective. Derrick raised his cup of tea. “Allow me to toast with tea instead of wine. Thank you!” After clinking glasses and taking a sip, Amelia said to him, “You’re better than I thought, Derrick. A steady man. I’m afraid Tiff can’t handle you.” Before he could reply, there was a knock at the door. Subsequently, it was pushed open and a few nicely dressed waitresses entered with dainty dishes in their hands. Swiftly, they served the individually served portion. “Bon appetite, Mrs. Clinton. If you like the food, our manager has humbly asked that you put in a good word for us with Mr. Clinton.”

Amelia nodded her head lightly. The waitresses then left the room courteously. Amelia frowned upon realizing Tiffany was still not back from the bathroom. “Why is Tiff taking so long? Let me go and check in on her.” When she was about to stand up, Derrick stopped her. “Let me do it.” Amelia agreed. “Sure.” When he was tucking in his chair, she called out to him again, “Derrick, I can tell that you really like Tiff. However, I have my qualms if this relationship alone can suffice you in sustaining your fight against your family. If you don’t have the confidence in winning the battle, please stay away from Tiff. She may look very carefree, but she’s actually a very sensitive person who can get hurt very easily.

Don’t pursue her if your goal is just to fool around. She’s not the type who wants a short-term relationship.” Without turning his head, Derrick smirked. “My marriage has always been my personal decision to make. Should I want to toy her around, I wouldn’t have waited two to three years to make my first move. With my looks and family background, I can easily get a dozen of women presenting themselves to me without lifting a finger. Why do I need to exert so much effort on one woman?” Amelia grinned. “Derrick, remember what you said today. Otherwise, I won’t forgive you.”

He nodded. When he left the room, Amelia muttered, “Tiff, I think he suits you well.” On the other end, Tiffany had no idea what the two had discussed behind her back. Derrick came to the ladies’ washroom and instantly got hold of a woman who was at the exit. The woman was shocked to the core, blushed, and faltered at the sight of a handsome man, “Any… anything, mis…ter?” Before he could respond, Tiffany walked out of the bathroom and saw them seemingly having some physical contact. She rolled her eyes at him. “Mr. Hisson, why are you here? It’s surprising to see a good looking man like you behaving like a rogue.” He released his grip on the woman and said charmingly, “You may go now.”