Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 786

Chapter 786

When they left the hospital, Tiffany hadn't even gotten a chance to pull herself together when her phone rang.

She took it out and saw that it was her family calling.

A conflicted look flashed in her gaze. She was about to reject the call, but Amelia suddenly took her phone and said, "Let me talk to your parents."

She picked up the call and said, "Hello. This is Amelia." "Amelia? I'm Tiffany's mother. Can you pass her the phone?" Ophelia said.

"Tiff isn't in a very good mood right now, Mrs. Winters. You can just tell me what you want to say," Amelia stated.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment, and Amelia didn't urge Ophelia to speak, either. It was as if they were in a drawn-out match of tug-of- war. It all boiled down to who would crack first.

Ophelia couldn't bear it any longer and voiced, "Amelia, my son has been causing trouble again. Can you get Tiff to send some money over?"

The rage that Amelia felt caused her to laugh instead. "You might not know this, Mrs. Winters, but because you called to ask for money previously, Tiff got into a disagreement with her mother-in-law. Her mother-in- law's in the hospital right now, and Tiff might have to get a divorce from Derrick. If you care about your daughter at all, then you shouldn't force this onto her."

After saying that, she didn't hear anything from the other end of the phone for a long while.

Following the silence, Ophelia quietly questioned, "Is that true?"

"I have no reason to lie to you, Mrs. Winters. Tiff has sent a lot of money back home to help out, and your family's house is a result of her hard work. You might feel that marrying into a rich family is a glorious event, but the truth about rich families is deeper than you think. Because of Tiff's disparity in status with the Hissons, her mother-in-law has never approved of her. Think about how hard she must have had it. That's why I'm begging you not to force her to sever ties with you," Amelia requested sincerely and earnestly.

Tm sorry for doing that to Tiff, but her brother has already gotten into a lot of trouble. If Tiff doesn't give us any money, someone will chop his hands off. It's not a lot of money, just half a million," Ophelia protested.

Is she really saying that half a million isn't much?

Half a million was the amount that an average family would earn over the course of their lifetime. The Winters family didn't earn a lot. After deducting the family's expenses, they wouldn't have much of their monthly income left. They wouldn't be able to get half a million even if they had saved for years, but Ophelia had the audacity to say that half a million wasn't much money.

It seemed that the Winters family intended to fully take advantage of Tiffany after seeing that she had married into a wealthy family.

Amelia found it incredibly distasteful. "Mrs. Winters, have you forgotten that not too long ago, Tiff spent two million for her brother? It's true that she makes quite a lot of money, but she's not your personal ATM."

Ophelia began to get angry, possibly because Amelia had refused her request again.

Pass the phone to Tiff, Amelia. Let me say a few things to her. Something's happened to her brother. As his sister, it's not like she can just stand by and watch," she urged assertively.

"The signal here isn't very good, Mrs. Winters. I can't hear what you're saying. I'm hanging up now." Amelia then ended the call instantly.

The screen of the phone went black, and she looked at Tiffany apologetically. "I'm sorry, Tiff. I took the liberty to hang up on your family. If you want to talk to them, I'll call them back right away."

Tiffany shook her head. She went silent, unlike how bold she used to be.

Amelia tugged on her hand. "Let's go back to my house for now."

When they reached the condominium, Amelia brewed a cup of coffee for her. "Try it."

Tiffany took the coffee, and the heat of the coffee warmed her hands up. She tried her best to smile as she said, "Thank you, Babe."

Amelia stroked Tiffany's soft hair. It was said that those with soft hair were soft-hearted as well. Even though Tiffany seemed to be bold and stone-hearted on the surface, she was a very kind person deep down. Truthfully, she was quite bothered by the fact that Kate did not like her.

She had always intended to get married to Derrick, but since their marriage wasn't approved of by the elder Hissons, she was constantly walking on eggshells.

"Tiff, when Mrs. Hisson wakes up, I'll go and visit her with you. I think she'll be fine," Amelia offered.

Tiffany held onto the cup in her hands and mutedly nodded.

It wasn't like Amelia planned to go on a tangent, either, so she quietly kept Tiffany company.

When night fell, it took her a lot of effort to coax Tiffany to sleep. She quietly shut the door and turned around to see Oscar standing nearby.

She revealed a faint smile and walked over to him.

"You're still awake?"

He looked at the closed door and muttered, "Is she okay?"

Amelia shook her head. "She's really upset. She's under a lot of pressure from Mrs. Hisson, who is constantly trying to make things difficult for her, as well as the fact that Mrs. Hisson has collapsed. On top of that, her family is being so immature. She has to worry about both sides of things. It seems that they intend to drive her into a corner."

Oscar slipped his hand around her waist. "Do you need me to send someone to her family home and check things out?"