Chapter 816 On The Verge Of Breaking Up
Tiffany stared at him with heartbreak. “I’m going to leave now. Don’t follow me. If you do, I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist the urge to kill you.”
With that, she left. Nevertheless, Derrick stubbornly tried following her. She ran all the way to the parking lot and into her car. After that, she tried running him over, but he was able to dodge it despite his shock.
Upon catching his breath, he turned in the direction she left and saw her car disappearing from sight.
Without hesitation, he jumped into a car, intending to catch up with her but to no avail as the car just would not start up. It was hard to tell if it was an act of divine intervention.
Thus, he jumped into another car. That one worked, so he chased after her by driving as fast as he could. However, the distance between him and her was too great. When he arrived in the city area, he had already lost her.
Tiffany stopped the car in front of a bar, went in, and asked for lots of alcohol.
Before she could drink, her phone rang.
Her first thought was to shut her phone off. When she noticed it was Amelia who was calling her, she thought about it for a long while before turning her phone off.
She popped open a bottle of beer and guzzled it down. Drops of alcohol flowed out of her mouth and dripped onto her shirt. Soon, her white t-shirt turned wet, unintentionally revealing her seductive figure. It roused the lustful desires of the drunk men in the bar.
They stepped forward, intending to fulfill their desires after she got drunk. Suddenly, they were taken out by mysterious men.
One of them said, “Call Mr. and Mrs. Clinton. Tell them Ms. Winters is drinking here.”
The other one nodded and called Amelia before telling her the situation.
When Amelia arrived, she saw Tiffany still drinking even though the latter was in a drunken state. With a frown, she stepped toward her friend, grabbed the bottle in Tiffany’s hand, and questioned angrily, “What do you think you’re doing, Tiff? Do you want to drink yourself to death?”
It took a while after Tiffany opened her blurry eyes to recognize the person standing in front of her. A silly smile appeared on her face as she said, “Ah, it’s you, Babe. Drink with me. I’m feeling very uncomfortable right now, so I’m drinking. You have to drink with me until we’re both totally wasted!” She clutched her chest, revealing an expression of pain.
Amelia grabbed the other bottle of alcohol her friend took and continued to question furiously, “What the hell happened, Tiff? Tell me, please. Derrick called me and said you went missing. He sounded very anxious, but he refused to say what happened. Are you two trying to worry me to death?”
Tears streamed down Tiffany’s cheeks like waterfalls when Derrick’s name was mentioned.
She grabbed another bottle and slapped Amelia’s hand away when her friend tried to stop her. Her words slurred. “If you’re my friend, you’ll drink with me, Amelia. Otherwise, just leave. Derrick and I are through. Boom. Done. Over.”
Amelia was stunned. I had a feeling something had happened when Tiff went back to the Hisson residence. However, I didn’t expect the situation to be so severe. Did she really break up with Derrick?
Sitting next to her friend, she asked, “Tell me, Tiff. What happened between you and Derrick?”
Tiffany hugged a bottle of alcohol and cried drunkenly. “Our relationship is over! You didn’t know, but I saw him having sex with Crystal on our wedding bed. Our wedding bed! Hah… Even though he said he loved me, he still cheated on me.”
Her tears streamed down her cheeks even more as she laughed and laughed. “He betrayed me, Babe. Do you know that? I feel so disgusted. I thought I could grow old with him.”
Amelia frowned as her heart ached. “You still have me. I promise you, I’ll make the Hisson family give you a proper explanation. We have to show them that the women of the Winters family are not to mess with.”
Tiffany leaped into her embrace and cried even harder.
Her crying was so loud that it buried every other sound in the bar.
Tears burst out of her eyes endlessly. “I never thought he would cheat on me, Babe, and why did he do it in our wedding room? That was our private space!”
Amelia gently patted her back.
After Tiffany stopped crying, she slowly fell asleep in Amelia’s embrace.
Once Amelia asked people to carry Tiffany out, she approached Oscar, who blended in with the crowd in rage. “Can you accompany me to the Hisson residence right now, Oscar?”
He caressed her cheek. “Take it easy. Right now, we need to focus on taking care of Tiffany. We need to know what she thinks before we make our next move. She may blame you for doing something unnecessary if you act rashly.”
Upon taking a deep breath, she squeezed a few words out of her mouth. “Let’s go outside first before we talk further.”
When they all returned to the condominium, Amelia took Tiffany’s shoes off and wiped her face with a wet towel. “I’ll keep her company tonight, Oscar. You should go back and sleep since you still have work tomorrow. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.”
Oscar thought about it and nodded. “Call me if you need anything.”
“Gotcha. You should go rest now.”
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