Back to Tiffany, she put on a defensive stance by crossing her arms, trying not to show her vulnerable side.
“Go on, Derrick. I'm all ears now,” she said firmly.
As Derrick walked toward her, Tiffany took a step back subconsciously and reached out her hand to stop him from approaching her instead. “Just stay where you are. I don't want to be swayed or seduced by you until this matter is resolved.”
He looked at her helplessly and affectionately. “Silly woman. You could have heard me denying it in front of everyone if you hadn't hurried away so quickly.”
“Really?”
Tiffany still did not believe his words.
Derrick sighed. “Tiff, even if you don't believe me, can't you believe your own instinct? Everyone knows we're a couple. The editor in charge of you once asked me outright if we were dating, and I admitted it. Ask her yourself if you don't believe my words. I don't get why you would rather listen to other people's words instead of believing my love for you. Honestly, I felt sad when I saw you turn around and leave like that yesterday. Although we have had this long-distance relationship for two years, I didn't expect you would still not trust me after all this time.”
As she looked at Derrick's frustrated and helpless expression for the first time, Tiffany could not help but feel bad.
There was a hint of panic in her eyes as she tried to organize her words. However, the more anxious she felt, the more tongue-tied she became.
“Derrick, I was... I was only being jealous. I'm jealous that Crystal has your mother's approval. As much as I tried to get her acknowledgment and approval, to her, I'm only someone who earns her living by writing. Other than that, I'm practically a useless woman,” Tiffany incoherently said as she waved her hands helplessly.
Derrick came forward and held her in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head, and said, “What am I supposed to do with you? If I really liked Crystal, I wouldn't have dated you. The reason I didn't deny it immediately when my mother introduced Crystal as my fiancée was because I didn’t want to say anything that would offend and humiliate my mother. She'd probably get mad at me for a while, but she will definitely vent her anger on you instead. You know she doesn't have a good impression of you anyway, and if I acted like that in public, my mother would blame you for it. I can see that you did not consider all the painstaking effort I put into this relationship.”
Tiffany was taken aback by his words. She had not expected Derrick's true intention to protect her.
She began to feel guilty about being upset at him.
“I'm sorry,” mumbled Tiffany as she buried her face in his chest.
Derrick stroked her hair and said in a low and seductive voice, “Can you just trust me a bit more from now on?”
Tiffany nodded wordlessly.
“I've always trusted you, Derrick. It's just that I'm scared our relationship will end not because we fell out of love, but because the elders are giving us a hard time,” Tiffany said frustratingly. She then continued, “I write novels, and I've written about the confrontation between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law. I'm afraid you'll take your mother's side, and I'll end up as the woman who was never a part of your family at all.”
Derrick smiled lightly upon hearing Tiffany's words. It's kind of cute to have a woman who overthinks a lot.
“Silly woman! Novels are simply fictional stories meant to disillusion innocent and naive little girls with wild imaginations. How can there be so much conflict in life?” Derrick chuckled. “Since you're a writer, you should be aware that in-laws' disputes are only to appease the audience. I'm sure that if there were no conflict in a novel, it wouldn't pique the readers' interests. You're merely writing a novel and not immersing yourself in one of your plots. It's just a fool's way of doing things if you can't tell the difference between reality and fiction.”
Tiffany chuckled as she wrapped her arms around Derrick's waist.
At that moment, the blunt and occasional spunk within Tiffany was gone. What remained was only the tenderness of a woman in love.
Eventually, they managed to patch things up.
As she lay in bed at night, Tiffany finally saw the text message Amelia had sent to her previously. She felt touched and warm after reading Amelia's message and replied: I've made up with Derrick, Babe. It was I who misunderstood him. Now that he has explained the situation to me, everything is fine between us.
Amelia's reply came just shortly after Tiffany sent out her text message.
It's great to hear both of you reconciled. I can finally put my mind at ease as well. It's getting late now, so get some sleep. We'll talk about it when we meet, okay?
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