Too Much to Bear, My Love
Chapter 103

Taking in a deep breath, Faye continued, “Amelia, are you still holding agrudge for what I've done back then? This is just how I protect my sonas his mother, that's all. Carter was young back then, and he was at theage where he should be focusing on his career, not women. That's whyI set you up to leave him. Let me apologize to you about that now.”Amelia continued eating her food, unperturbed her words. There wasno way she would believe that Faye was sincerely apologizing to her.After all, people rarely changed; Faye had resorted to violence beforeapproaching her under the guise of guilt.

“Mrs. Scott, speak your mind. Honestly, it seems like you feel awkwardputting on this front, and it looks unnatural to us too,” Tiffany exposed.Having been continuously attacked by Tiffany verbally, Faye wasbeginning to scowl.

Wiping her mouth with her handkerchief again, Faye asked, “Are youdone eating?”

Pointing at the barely touched dishes, Tiffany voiced, “Mrs. Scott, I'msure you see those too, but you're asking if we're done? Just speakwhat's on your mind.” Once you're done, you can get lost.

As she remained seated, she said, “Finish your meal first. Once you'redone, we'll have some tea.”

Thus, Amelia and Tiffany stopped bothering themselves with her andbegan focusing on their food.

Watching the two enjoy their food, Faye’s scowl deepened.

She hated the scent of stew, and the smell of it in the restaurant waspungent to her. She was born with a golden spoon, and she had beenexposed to the wealthy, meticulous lifestyle since young. A noisyrestaurant like this was a place she would never step in willingly.

Faye did not know whether Amelia and Tiffany were doing itintentionally or not, but they took two and a half hours before finishingit. Every time Faye was about to say something, Tiffany would retort,“You can leave first if you have something else to do.”

Thus, Faye could do nothing but suppress her anger.

When they finally finished eating, Faye ran out of the restaurant, unableto stand the scent any second longer. At that, Tiffany crowed, “Youbrought it upon yourself. I hate rich women like you. You obviously hateordinary places like these, but you keep pretending as if you don't care.Your very presence is affecting my appetite.”

Amelia was silent as she raised a brow at Tiffany's sparkling clean plate.“Let's go. At the end of the day, she’s still someone we should respect.We'll only trouble Carter in the end if we keep her waiting any longer,”Amelia suggested.

Tiffany frowned.

After exiting the restaurant, Amelia asked, “Mrs. Scott, is theresomewhere you'd like to go?”

She replied, “I've made a reservation a moment ago. We'll take my carthere.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Scott, for your goodwill, but we have our own car. Youcan drive ahead of us, and we'll just follow behind you.”

Faye agreed easily, for she was only offering a ride out of courtesy.After Faye entered her car, Amelia and Tiffany entered theirs as well.After arriving at their destination, Tiffany carefully helped Amelia downfrom the car. Lifting her head to look at the place, Tiffany scoffed. “Richpeople are so extra. Why do we need to come to a luxurious club likethis just for a talk?”

Amelia agreed.

Although she had married into the Clintons and became the wife ofsomeone wealthy, places where the average people roamed were theplaces she preferred; a luxurious club like this was not something sheenjoyed. If there was no need for her to socialize with others, she wouldrather be at home for mealtimes and reading time.

At that thought, she realized she was quite the recluse. As she lookedsexy, everyone thought she would be one to frequent nightclubs. Yet,what she actually liked was to spend her time at home. Sometimes, shewould even ask her friend over for a meal or a movie.

After entering the club, Faye said to Tiffany, “Ms. Winters, I've booked aroom for you, and you can eat and drink by yourself there. I want totalk with Amelia.”

Shielding Amelia behind her, Tiffany questioned, “What are youplanning to talk to her about that you don't want me to hear?"

By now, Faye was burning in rage.

Patting Tiffany's hand, Amelia told her, “Tiff, have a stroll around. I'll callyou and come to you later.”

“Call me if anything happens,” Tiffany replied, feeling anxious.

Amelia nodded.

After Tiffany left, Faye’s mood seemed to improve a little. “Let's go.”When the two entered the room, Faye handed her bag to the serverand instructed, “Brew us some tea.”

“Please give me a moment, Mrs. Scott,” the server answered.

After the server left, Faye coldly uttered, “Amelia, I'm here for my dumbson again. I don't know how you came into contact with him again, butI have to admit that you're a smart one. Your reappearance has madehim pine for you all day and night again. Back then, I dropped thecorporate espionage charges on you on behalf of him, thinking thatyou won't contact him anymore. Yet, five years later, here you are again.Tell me. What do you want?”

Amelia was amused by her words.

Hence, she laughed out loud. “Mrs. Scott, you don’t need to overthinkthis. I have my own family now, and a third member will join the familysoon. My family will have a normal but sweet life, and I'll barely be incontact with Carter.”

Folding her arms, Faye responded, “I hope you don't misunderstand mywords. I know that you're now the daughter-in-law of the Clintons, soCarter isn't someone on par with your status anymore. However, Carterstill loves you dearly as ever, so could you please block his number?Don't respond to any of his messages nor calls. Anything you ask for —as long as I can do it — I'll agree to it.”

“Mrs. Scott, are you trying to get rid of me with money just like whatyou did five years ago?”

“Now that you're married into the Clintons, I'm sure money isn'tsomething you're short of. However, if you still want it, I can give it toyou. Take it as if you're putting yourself in my shoes. You'll be givingbirth to your baby in a few more months, so I'm sure you'll understandwhat it means to be a mother worrying for her son.”

“Mrs. Scott, I understand that you love your son, but Carter and I arejust good friends. I'm sorry, but I can't agree to blocking him and nolonger contacting him.”

Faye grimaced. “Amelia, you're young and beautiful, so it'sunderstandable that you're a little greedier. However, everyone frownsupon the act of sailing on two boats. Moreover, the Clintons arentidiots. If they replace out that you've been with another man, I'm sure theywon't be feeling joyous at all.”

A polite smile was still on Amelia's lips as she said, “Mrs. Scott, Carterand I are just friends. We used to be, we still are, and we'll always be.For you to ask me to cut ties with a friend seems a little tooinappropriate.”

“What do you want?” Faye snarled.

Right as Amelia was about to reply to her, someone knocked on thedoor, and the server entered. “Mrs. Scott, the tea is ready.”

Faye nodded.

The server then served the tea and poured it for both Faye and Amelia.“Mrs. Scott, Ms. Winters, please enjoy.” With that said, the serverretreated from the room.

Taking the teacup up to elegantly take a sip, Faye then continued,“Amelia, I admit that you're an intelligent woman. Name your terms. Aslong as I don't replace them too absurd, I'll agree to them.”

Amelia smiled as she sipped on her own tea. "Mrs. Scott, Carter and Iare just normal friends. If you insist to assume that we're more thanthat, then there isn't anything I can do about it.”

“Amelia, as you have said, you have your own family, and I'm sure youdon't want to ruin it, do you? If so, why don't you cut ties with Carter?As long as you're around, Carter can never forget about you. I was theone who wronged you back then, but can you let my son off on behalfof the fact that you're a mother too?”

Amelia was at a loss about whether she should laugh or roll her eyes atFaye.

There was absolutely nothing between Carter and her, but Faye insistedthat the two of them were in an affair. Back then, even when the twowere not a couple, Faye had still done the unbelievable to set her up;she had not minded selling her trade secrets to another company toachieve her goal by making her own company’s stocks plummet.

“Mrs. Scott, we've been unable to compromise for this issue five yearsago, and I don't think we'll ever be able to. I still have some things toattend to, so I'll be taking my leave first,” Amelia informed as she stoodup.

Slamming her right hand loudly on the table, Faye yelled, “Stop rightthere!”

“Mrs. Scott, is there something else?”

“Amelia, I'm trying not to humiliate you right now, but you're refusingmy kind act. If you don't cut ties with Carter, I'll send your old photoswith Carter to the Clintons. Although the two of you weren't a coupleback then, you still have many intimate photos together. What do youthink the Clintons would feel when they see those photos?”

Amelia cast a glacial look at her. “Mrs. Scott, the two of us have nothingto do with each other, and shouldn't it be great that it stays that way?Why do you have to force me to the edge of the cliff?”

Faye sneered. “If you didn't contact my Carter, I wouldn't have come toyou.”

At the peak of her fury, Amelia barked out a laugh. “Mrs. Scott,sometimes, I replace you ridiculous—you always pin something I haven'tdone on me.”

After a pause, she continued, “Mrs. Scott, since we're unable to reachmutual understanding, if you don’t want your son to be in contact withme anymore, tell him. If he doesn’t contact me, I won't initiate contactwith him either. Mrs. Scott, I have something else to do, so I'll beleaving first. Goodbye.”

With those words said, she turned and left.

After exiting the room, Amelia called Tiffany. “Tiff, let's go.”

The two met outside of the club.

After the two entered the car, Tiffany asked, “What did you and that oldwoman talk about?”

Amelia then briefly retold Tiffany her conversation with Faye.

Upon hearing her recollection, Tiffany was so furious that she smackedher steering wheel and hissed, “This d*mn woman! She's beyondshameless. I can't believe those words could come out of her mouth.”Amused, Amelia muttered, “I'm not even angry, so why are you somad?"

At that, Tiffany spun around to shoot her a glare. “She's already somean to you. Why are you still smiling? I don’t know whether your headis too far up in the clouds or you're too much of a goody-two-shoes.”Amelia only smiled in response.

“No. I have to tell Carter about this. Let him see what kind of a personhis mother is. This woman is a bully! Carter should be the only one whocan do something about her.”

Hearing her words, Amelia shook her head. “Tiff, there's no need to dothat.”

“Babe, she’s already bullying you. Why do you have to be so kindtoward her? Are you trying to send me to an early death by infuriatingme?"

“Tiff, you've got to calm down first.”

Despite Amelia's words, Tiffany was still huffing in anger.

Hearing Tiffany's silence, Amelia continued, “Tiff, so what if you tellCarter? He'll go home to fight with his mother, and I'll become theculprit for ruining their relationship. Even if their relationship is ruined,it can't be because of me. I don't want to be the scapegoat for this. Ihave nothing to do with them, and I don't want them to affect my life.”So Amelia’s not a goody-two-shoes. She just doesn't want to waste hertime on someone irrelevant.