Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447 Cling On To You

Carter was waiting outside the operating room. The lights went off after a mere one hour. The surgeon came out and told him that Jennifer was fine and that she was lucky to have only fractured her thigh bone and got herself a few scrapes here and there.

Everyone present let out a sigh of relief.

Laura followed as Jennifer was pushed into a general ward. Carter wanted to follow too, but Vincent stopped him.

Bone-wearied, Vincent spoke. “Carter, go home with your mother. Laura is still hot under the collar, and she won’t be nice to you. Don’t worry. Jennifer’s fine now.”

Carter pressed his lips and hummed for a bit. He eventually nodded his head.

On their way home, Faye angrily probed, “Carter, what on earth is going on between you Jennifer? Weren’t you just going for a meal?”

Carter bit his lips and kept his eyes on the road.

His silence made Faye more cross.

“Have you turned mute? Say something!”

“Mom, can you be quiet? You’re giving me a headache.”

“Hahaha!” Faye let out a mocking laugh.

“Carter, aren’t you a grown man now? You’d gotten Jennifer into an accident, and now you’re saying that I’m annoying. I was just thinking, so many accidents had happened within the past few years. Oscar got into an accident, Tiffany got into an accident, and now Jennifer. Anyone who’s in any way related to Amelia somehow got into an accident. Is she a jinx?” Faye didn’t hold back.

Carter frowned at his mother’s words. “Mom, it was an accident. Why is Amelia in the picture? This has nothing to do with her, okay? Stop accusing her.”

That was the last straw. Fire of rage could be seen gleaming through Faye’s eyes, and all she wanted at that moment was to vent her fury.

“You’re so quick in defending her! I’m pretty sure she had something to do with the accident. You and Jennifer always quarrel because of this woman!” Faye lost her graceful composure. “It amazes me. What’s so good about her that makes you go out of your way? Do you think you’re in some sort of romance drama?”

Carter’s silence persisted, and it totally drove Faye up the wall. He didn’t want to sing to her tune and kept quiet, dissolving her sharp lambastings just like that.

When they got back to their residence, he emotionally distanced himself. “Mom, we’re here.”

Instead of getting off the car, Faye stayed put.

Seeing Faye glued to the passenger seat, Carter looked at her coldly and said, “Mom, if you like this car that much, you can sit in it as long as you like. I’m getting off.” He opened the door and stepped out.

“Stop right there, young man.” Faye quickly unbuckled her safety belt and got off the car.

Carter came to a halt and looked at his mother, who rushed to stand in front of him. He was exasperated.

“Mom, can you just stop? Leave me alone today, okay? You and Jennifer had been driving me nuts for the past two years. It’s frustrating and draining.”

Faye looked at him fixedly, and something came across her mind.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to calm herself down. “Carter, tell me the truth. Does Amelia have anything to do with Jennifer’s accident?”

Thoroughly irritated, Carter shot his mother a glance. “Mom, this has nothing to do with Amelia. Why do you always drag her into the picture? Just like the examples you talked about. Amelia has nothing to do with them, but you somehow blamed her for their occurrences. I know you don’t like her, but she has already got a husband and a son. Can you please stop making baseless assumptions? It irks me so much that I don’t even feel like coming home.”

Surprisingly, Faye didn’t yell back.

She waved a hand in short strokes and replied, “Alright. She has nothing to do with it. That aside, I want to know what’s going on between you and Jennifer. How did she get into that accident? She gave me a call before it all happened, saying that you two were going for a meal. Who knew an accident would happen just like that?”

Carter gave Faye a cold stare, strode, and eventually ran to the car, chucked himself in it, and drove away before she could react.

Faye stood there dumbfounded as the car was driven further and further away. When she finally came back to her senses, she was hopping mad.

Carter drove to a bar, got a dozen beers, and drowned his sorrows quietly in a corner.

After a few pints, someone came and sat right next to him on the sofa. It was Derrick.

Derrick smiled at him, and as Carter wanted to speak, Bam! Derrick bulldozed his fist into the latter’s right cheek as fast as lightning!

Carter was sent smashing into the sofa.

“Mr. Scott, this punch is for Jennifer, who’s still lying on the hospital bed. Is it to your liking?” Derrick coldly uttered.

Carter sat back onto the sofa and softly stroked where the fist landed. Thank goodness there wasn’t blood.

He then shifted his bum to where it was, grabbed a beer, and chugged.

“Oh my! Since when Mr. Scott became mute?” Derrick sarcastically jeered at him.