Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 815

Derrick didn't want to head downstairs at all, but Kate clearly wasn't going to let him go that easily. As expected,

she went upstairs and knocked on his door.

He was already feeling pretty exasperated, so when he was disturbed by his mother, it intensified his frustration.

Upon opening the door, he suppressed his rage and asked, "I've already made plenty of compromises today. What

more do you want from me?"

She stared at him, hurt and aggrieved. "Do you think I'm a mother who's only good at upsetting her son, Derrick?"

His eyebrows furrowed at her question.

If Kate had questioned him in a more timid manner, he would have been able to rebut her confidently. However,

that clearly wasn't the case, so he couldn't bear to speak harshly.

Rubbing his forehead, Derrick said, "Do you have something you want from me, Mom? If you don't, I'd like to sleep

now."

She was holding two cups of milk. "I poured two cups of milk for you and Tiff. You two can sleep after drinking it. I

still haven't seen her even though I've already returned for a while. Is she angry with me?

"No, she's just asleep because she's tired.'

Kate furrowed her eyebrows. "Drink the milk first, Derrick. I'm just trying to be nice.”

In order to prevent his mother from bothering him further, he had no choice but to drink it.

As she watched her son empty the cup completely, excitement flashed past her eyes.

Kate smiled. "All right, I won't bother you and Tiff any longer, Derrick. I'll head downstairs and talk to Crystal. She's

leaving soon, and there's no telling if I can meet her again."

Derrick nodded coldly.

When she went downstairs, Crystal stood up in a hurry and asked, "Did he drink it, Mrs. Hisson?"

A smile was still present on Kate's face. "There's no way he won't if I ask him to. I've already asked the

housekeepers. They said Tiffany never came back after she left at noon. So, he's going to be the only person in the

house. After a while, go ahead and seize your opportunity. I'll ensure everyone sees you on his bed the next day."

Crystal nodded excitedly. No one's going to be here. It's like the heavens are helping me out. When everyone sees

me waking up in Derrick's bed tomorrow, that'll solidify my relationship with him. With Mrs. Hisson's help, I doubt

he'll refuse to take responsibility.

No one knew Kate was such a lunatic that she would be willing to set up her son.

Even if Terrence got angry after learning the news, there would be nothing he could do about it.

Kate was confident that if Tiffany saw what Derrick did, she would be so crestfallen that she would leave her son.

After waiting for a while, she said, "I'll take a look at Derrick's condition first before you head upstairs."

Crystal nodded in response and paced back and forth while the older woman checked up on Derrick.

Soon, Kate returned with a smile and nodded at the younger woman. "You can head upstairs now."

Crystal went upstairs and carefully opened the bedroom door. The moment she stepped into the room, she was

pushed to the wall by a dark figure.

There was a dazed look in Derrick's eyes as he stared at Crystal and gently rubbed her cheek. He spoke in a soft

voice. "I love you so much, Tiff. No matter who shows up around me, the only woman I'll ever love is you."

She gawked at him, standing so close to her, and automatically filtered out everything he was saying.

A look of obsession flashed past her eyes after she gulped. She couldn't help but say, "I've been waiting for you for

so long, Derrick. Today, you're finally mine. Don't worry, once you marry me, I'll be a good wife. I promise I'll do

even better than Tiffany."

After finishing her sentence, she stood on her toes and kissed him.

Derrick grabbed the back of her head and intensified the kiss as both of them headed toward the bed like conjoined

babies.

Amelia and Tiffany sat next to each other on the balcony as they stared at the neon lights outside. The former

suggested, "It's getting late, Tiff. I'll ask Oscar to send you back. I think it's probably just a misunderstanding. You

should talk about your suspicions with Derrick personally. Blind speculations will only hurt your relationship with

him."

With her eyes closed, Tiffany spread her hands and enjoyed the coolness of the breeze. "Okay. Let's go home."

After thinking about the incident for the whole day, she wasn't as upset as she was hours ago. However, if Derrick

had told her the truth, she wouldn't have overthought it so much. Babe's right. Rather than coming up with wild

speculations, I should just confront him and ask him about it.

Oscar was working on his laptop when he saw the women descending the stairs. He put his laptop down and

approached Amelia before glancing at Tiffany. "Derrick called earlier. I told him you're planning to spend the night

here."

Tiffany's eyes glimmered at his words.

Amelia requested, "You should send Tiff back, Oscar. I'll worry if she goes back alone." "She thought things

through?" he asked.

Oscar nodded. "Okay/

"She did."

Amelia sent both of them out before Oscar held the back of her head and kissed her for a long while. Envy bubbled

in Tiffany's heart as she watched from the side.

She wanted to be that intimate with Derrick too, but the Hisson family was always full of drama. There was almost

no place for her there, not with Kate deliberately targeting her all the time. In fact, she had no idea if her marriage

with Derrick would last.

Out of nowhere, a bad feeling crashed into her heart, as though something terrible was happening. She could not

help but feel like she was at a loss.

After Amelia wrapped up the kiss, she said, "You should send Tiff back now, Oscar."

He nodded.

During the ride, Tiffany stared out the window. "I used to think you don't like me, Oscar. I didn't expect the only

people who're willing to help me when I'm in trouble are you and Amelia." "Don't thank me. I'm doing all this for

Amelia," he answered.

He really doesn't care if his good deeds are acknowledged, huh? A smile appeared on her face.

Both of them remained silent for the rest of the journey back to the Hisson residence.

Tiffany unbuckled her seatbelt. "Thanks for the ride. I can head in myself. Tell Amelia that I'm fine and that she

doesn't need to worry about me."

Oscar nodded silently.

Just as she was about to exit the vehicle, he said, "Try not to make Amelia worry about you as much in the future.

You know she'll do anything to help you, so do your best to get stronger."

She paused before replying, "I know."

After getting down from the vehicle, Tiffany stared at the brightly lit mansion. The unease swirling in her heart was

getting more intense, and her heart was thumping louder with each passing second.

Upon taking in a deep breath, she hastily entered the building,

When she did, she saw no one in the mansion at all. The housekeepers, who usually busied about in the hall, had

returned to their room to rest, making the space seem depressing and lonesome.

After heading upstairs and arriving at her bedroom, she wanted to open the door. However, she quickly realized the

door was left ajar. As she slowly pushed the door open, she heard the sounds coming from within, and it froze her

like an ice cube.

It took a long while before she gathered enough courage to open the door. It was then that she saw the two people

having an intimate moment on the bed.

Tiffany felt as though a nuclear bomb had gone off inside her head. Her eyes widened, her body shook

uncontrollably, and her mind went blank.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, she unwittingly entered the restroom, walked out with a bucket of

water, and poured it onto the bed without hesitation.

The two people on the bed returned to their senses after being drenched in water.

The wet Derrick snapped back to reality. When he saw the woman below him, his pupils constricted.

He wanted to leave immediately, but Crystal grabbed him.

Rage, sorrow, and despair could be seen in Tiffany's eyes as she threw the bucket in her hand toward him. With a

dull thump, the object landed on his body.

She questioned I ¡vid ly, "How could you do this to me, Derrick?"

Derrick's body froze as he turned his head around in disbelief. He knew how screwed he was when he saw the

despair in her eyes.

Upon rapidly descending the bed, he wanted to hold her hand while still naked, but she dodged him.

Tiffany stared at him as though she was looking at a stranger. She uttered in a miserable tone, "Don't touch me,

you filthy man."

Derrick felt as if all the blood in his body was flowing in reverse. His mind was still in total chaos as he had no idea

how any of that had happened. Additionally, being caught cheating by Tiffany only further muddled his ability to

think "Listen to me, Tiff. I can explain," he said flatly.

Explain? How will you explain this? Are you going to tell me nothing happened between you and her at all? Or are

you going to tell me you're just doing something every man does—having an affair? I saw what you were doing with

my own eyes. It doesn't matter how you explain this situation because it won't change the fact that you had sex

with Crystal. I trusted you in the past. Now, I just think you're a filthy man." Anguish could be heard in Tiffany's voice

as she glared at him.

After covering herself with the blanket, Crystal tried adding more fuel to the fire by pretending to explain the

situation. "Don't get angry, Tiffany. He just thought I was you. The only person in his heart is you. Truly. Don't

misunderstand him, okay?"

Tiffany shifted her glare to Crystal before the former abruptly let out a mocking laugh. Even though he said he'd

love me for the rest of his life, he's having sex with another woman on our wedding bed. Disgusting! I'm willing to

tolerate many things, but betrayal is the only thing I won't stand for. I'm not a tolerant woman. My relationship with

Derick is over.

Derrick glared at Crystal and roared, "Get out!

With an aggrieved tone, Crystal called out, "Derrick."

The interaction between the two of them made Tiffany's eyes hurt. The fact that she could still stand in the room

calmly watching their interaction instead of directly killing them impressed her. She didn't expect her self-control to

be that strong. "Don't give me that. You two just had sex. Don’t try to act like strangers now that it's over. I'm

leaving now. You two should put your clothes on first before coming out of the room."

When she turned around, she noticed many people standing at the entrance due to the commotion. The person

leading the crowd was, of course, Kate.

Tiffany's lips twitched before she said, "You got what you wished for, Mrs. Hisson. In the end, he got together with

the woman you like. Once I leave, no one will piss you off any longer."

When Kate saw the younger woman's dimmed eyes, it didn't make her as happy as she thought. In fact, she even

felt a little bad.

Tiffany stepped past the crowd and headed downstairs.

The housekeepers also left on Kate's orders. She just wanted them to witness the scene so she would have people

backing her up when Terrence questioned her later.

After the older woman descended the stairs, she saw Tiffany sitting on the couch, distraught. A glint flashed past

her eyes before she sat across from the younger woman.

Derrick changed into his clothing and arrived downstairs with Crystal. He wanted to sit beside Tiffany, but Tiffany

refused hollowly, "You and Ms. HalliwelI should sit next to Mrs. Hisson. You three are a family. I'm just an outsider. I

don't want to get too close because I'm worried I'll disgust myself."

The look in Derrick's eyes darkened.

He was so nervous that he sounded a little incoherent. "I'm not going to explain anything, Tiff. Instead, I'm just

going to wait until you calm down before we talk about it. I don't know why things ended up like this, but I promise

you that I didn't betray you on purpose. Just give me time to figure out what happened. I promise I'll prove my

innocence to you."

Tiffany's mind was still in a state of pandemonium. She raised her head, looking as though she wanted to eat him

alive, and twitched the edge of her mouth. With a disappointed voice, she mocked, "You didn't betray me on

purpose? So, this was all your plan, huh, Derrick? You wanted me to see you embarrassed?

Derrick licked his lips as he felt a pain in his throat.

Waving his hand, he spoke agitatedly. "Calm down, Tiff. I really can explain-"

She stood up from the couch, her calm expression turning cold. "No need. I'm leaving now. Tomorrow, I'll come by

and talk to you about our divorce. I'm telling you right now that we're through, Derrick. I can't accept a man who

betrayed me."

Instantly, Derrick's face turned pale. He looked as though he was a death-row inmate waiting for his punishment.

Derrick stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her, but she avoided it.

"Don't touch me with your filthy hand." Tiffany's body shook in rage. The look in her eyes didn't seem quite right. As

she ran out of the building, he followed behind. Kate and Crystal went after them as well.

He tried hugging Tiffany from behind and was surprised when she struggled violently. It was as though she was

going crazy.

Concerned about hurting her, he didn't dare to hug her too tightly. Because of that, she was able to break free

easily.

Tiffany slapped him and shouted in anguish, "I hate you, Derrick! I'll never forgive you for betraying me!"

When Kate and Crystal saw Derrick being slapped, they exclaimed, "Derrick!"

He was utterly dumbfounded as he couldn't stop hearing Tiffany's hateful words repeating in his mind.

With a sorrowful look, he stared at Tiffany and muttered, "You hate me?" "Yes, I hate you! I hate you so much! My

disgust toward you right now is as deep as my love for you in the past!" She gritted her teeth.