Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 663

Chapter 663 Merely A Misunderstanding

Nevertheless, being the stubborn person he was, Carter was unwilling to admit that he actually cared for Jennifer. Hence, he only stayed with Amelia for half an hour before he left.

As she watched him disappear into the flow of the traffic, Amelia shook her head haplessly. She then uttered under her breath, “Oh, Carter. While you are able to understand the emotions of others, you are blind to your own. Indeed, it takes others to know oneself. Did you not realize that you were not as attached to me as you were before?”

It would appear that Carter had missed Jennifer after she had given up on her two-year-long pursuit of him. That was why her distancing herself from him had conversely yielded his attention.

Acknowledging how it might be improper for her to meddle too much in the love lives of others, Amelia decidedly went back to the office.

In the evening, a call came in from Tiffany after work.

When Amelia picked up, Tiffany sounded listless. “Are you free, Babe? Mrs. Hisson has invited me to attend the wedding of one of Derrick’s cousins. I’ve no idea what she’s up to, but whatever. Come over to my place if you’re available. I’ll let you in on the rest when you’re here.”

Considering it briefly, Amelia agreed, “I’ll see you in an hour.”

After she hung up, Amelia got into the car driven by Oscar and leaned over to give him a peck on his lips. “I won’t be able to have dinner with you and Tony tonight, and could you drop me off at Tiff’s? Mrs. Hisson has invited her to attend the wedding of one of Derrick’s cousins, and she has no idea what would be waiting for her there.”

Oscar’s lips curled up as he started the engine. “Then she may be in luck. I guess Old Mr. Hisson’s putting Mrs. Hisson under some real pressure, so tell Tiffany to make the most out of this opportunity. Perhaps we should start preparing a generous gift for her already.”

Amelia had also been put in a buoyant mood. More than anyone else, she would be delighted to be able to see her friend married off.

After Oscar rolled into the neighborhood, Amelia unbuckled her seat belt. “Head on home first, Oscar. I’m going to help Tiff check on her gown. You can come by and pick me up when I’m done.”

Oscar acknowledged her with a nod before Amelia alighted and took the elevator upstairs.

The sight of a disheveled and unkempt Tiffany had her frowning in disapproval. “What’s going on, Tiff? Why do you look so knackered?”

“Come on in first.” Tiffany turned sideways to allow Amelia through.

The former then shut the door behind Amelia. “Take a seat, Babe. I’m going to go freshen up for a bit.”

No more than five minutes elapsed before Tiffany reemerged in a clean change of clothes. However, there were dark circles beneath her eyes.

“What have you been up to, Tiff? Why are your eyes so puffy?” Amelia asked.

“I’ve been working on a manuscript for two days straight and haven’t gotten more than six hours of rest in between. It wasn’t long after I fell asleep that Mrs. Hisson’s call woke me,” the yawning Tiffany stretched herself on the couch and replied with a shrug.

“Weren’t you already close to finishing that manuscript that is due for publication? What’s with the rush then?” Amelia asked.

“Owing to how well-received the movie was, I had multiple inquiries coming from a number of studios. The famous director from the entertainment scene, Stu Fox, said he wanted me to pen an action-themed script. It so happened that it was something I had in mind as well. With him helming the project, it could be a great boost to my professional credentials and perhaps propel me to the top of the heap. Previously, I only specialized in writing all sorts of novels, and the first time I did screenwriting was for an adaptation of my own fantasy novel. On top of it being an action script, it’s going to be directed by Stu, so I cannot afford to skimp on my effort. I just had to give it my all.”

“It’s okay to want to give it your best, but you shouldn’t take your own health for granted either,” said Amelia, who was not completely supportive of her approach.

Tiffany then brought herself close to Amelia before she said, “Let’s drop that for now, Babe. Come check out some gowns with me. I’ve no idea what Mrs. Hisson is up to by having me over this time.”

Getting onto her feet, Amelia chuckled. “Didn’t it occur to you that this wedding invitation could actually be another expression of Mrs. Hisson’s compromising, Tiff? Perhaps her invitation could be an opportunity to see whether wedding bells might be on the horizon for Derrick and yourself?”

Tiffany was comparatively less optimistic. “She’s extremely calculating and unpredictable, so who knows what’s going on inside that head of hers? I can only hope that I don’t screw this up. Everything else will have to wait after this is over. Come on, let’s go have a look at those gowns.”

Amelia nodded in assent.

The duo arrived at the boutique where they had made an appointment prior.

“We have the gown that you’ve reserved ready for you, Ms. Winters. Please, come this way,” the store assistant said courteously.

Tiffany nodded in acknowledgement.

After heading inside to put it on, she did a little twirl in front of Amelia when she came back out. “What do you think of this one, Babe? It shouldn’t come across as too shabby at the wedding banquet of the mega-rich, right?”

“It suits you well. The light claret tone looks very charming. I like it,” came Amelia’s honest opinion.

“Great. Then I’ll take this.” Tiffany was also rather decisive. Heading back inside to change out of the gown and into her own clothes, she promptly had it wrapped up afterward.

“Aren’t you going to take a look at the others?” Amelia asked.

“There’s no need to, as I’m just going to be a guest in the company of Derrick. No reason for me to try to steal the limelight from the bride either, so I’m fine so long as I don’t come across as being too miserly. A prim and proper outfit that wouldn’t draw too much criticism would suffice,” Tiffany said.

That made certain sense to Amelia as well.

As the Hissons do not think too highly of Tiffany’s background, they would be bound to scrutinize her attire no matter what. By avoiding showiness and dressing modestly right from the get-go, she would be giving them very few justifications to give her grief over it.

Once done with her purchase, Tiffany held Amelia by the arm as they sought something to eat.

After settling themselves inside a restaurant, the two of them casually ordered four dishes and a soup. After Tiffany urged the waiter to have them served up quickly, she started to stare at Amelia out of boredom.

Amelia was a little bemused by the way her friend was looking at her. “Why are you staring at me like that?”