Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 126

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“Amelia, are you or are you not going to see Carter? I’ll be frank with you. The doctor has already given his final prognosis. If he doesn’t wake up in three days, the chances of him ever waking up is only one in ten thousand. If you still see him as a friend, follow me to the hospital,” Jennifer insisted.

Slightly frenzied, Amelia shot to her feet. “It’s that serious?”

“You can believe whatever you want, Amelia. That’s all I have to say.”

Amelia could detect the anger simmering in the other lady who was obviously here to beg her, but seemed more like she was threatening her instead.

Although Amelia had already decided to visit Carter, she still wanted to kick Jennifer’s arrogance down a few notches.

I knew it. Jennifer’s relatively pleasant behavior just now was too good to be true.

“Ms. Larson, if you beg me, perhaps I’ll consider it.” Amelia gave her some attitude as well.

Jennifer was momentarily dumbfounded, exclaiming in disbelief, “What did you say?”

Amelia pointed to the ground and elaborated, “Ms. Larson. If you kneel and beg me, I’ll follow you to the hospital immediately. Otherwise, I’m sorry, but I’d rather go home and cook for my husband.”

Jennifer took off her shades and glared vehemently at Amelia, her eyes seemingly calling the latter crazy.

Amelia shrugged her shoulders and smiled nonchalantly. “What? You don’t want to, Ms. Larson?”

Without waiting for a response, she pushed back her chair. “In that case, I’m sorry. I have a lot of work to do, so I’ll get going first.”

She spun on her heels and walked away, but she soon unexpectedly heard a soft thud behind her.

Amelia turned around and was utterly shocked to see that Jennifer had actually dropped to her knees. Even the waiters in the café were stunned.

Amelia hurried over, wanting to reach out to help Jennifer up, but the latter stared at her with a resolute gaze and gritted out, “Now can you go to the hospital with me, Amelia?”

Amelia flicked her eyes toward the waiters, who were rushing over, and said in exasperation, “Get up first. This is a public area. Everyone’s watching.”

“Follow me to the hospital, then I’ll get up.”

Amelia compromised, “Yes, yes. I’ll follow you! I was only joking. I didn’t expect that you’d take it so seriously.”

With that, Jennifer got to her feet and returned to being her pompous self. Then, she explained to the waiters who had just reached them, “No big deal. I just twisted my ankle. All of you go back to work.”

Only then did the waiters retreat.

Jennifer went ahead of Amelia to pay the bill. “Let’s go.”

Amelia got into Jennifer’s car and called Molly after fastening her seatbelt. “Molly, just cook something simple and leave it on the table. I’ll go back and heat it up myself later.”

Then, Molly said something over the phone that got Amelia saying, “Nothing. Something happened to a friend of mine, so I’m going to visit him at the hospital. I’ll be home once I’ve seen that he’s alright. I might not be able to cook for Oscar today. Call him for me, will you? Ask him if he’s eating. If he is, cook another portion for him.”

After Molly gave her reply over the phone, Amelia spoke again, “I’m hanging up now. If you have something to do, you may leave once you’re done cooking. You don’t have to come again in the evening. I can cook on my own. Alright, that’s all.”

After ending the call, she turned to say to Jennifer, “Let’s go.”

As Jennifer put the car in drive, she said with mild annoyance, “It’s not like she’s your mom. She’s only a maid. Why do you have to report everything to her? Don’t tell me you really take her as your mother?”

Amelia couldn’t be bothered to respond.

Jennifer, too, felt that she was embarrassing herself. Hence, she merely kept her mouth zipped.

She was speeding the entire journey and almost ran a red light. If Amelia hadn’t reminded her, Jennifer might have even floored the accelerator.

They arrived at the hospital in twenty minutes. After Jennifer parked the car, Amelia’s face had already gone deathly pale.

Amelia side-eyed the other woman and complained, “Ms. Larson, if you have suicidal tendencies, please don’t drag me down with you. I have my own family and will be having a baby soon. I’m not a cat with nine lives, you know?”

Jennifer opened the car door and got out without answering her.

Upon seeing her act so nonchalant about it all, Amelia was bereft of speech. I guess there’s really no way to reason with an unreasonable person.