Too Much to Bear, My Love
Chapter 124

Too Much to Bear, My Love Chapter 124 Jennifer

“Hello, gorgeous. Are you here with Molly?” asked a lady sellingvegetables.

Amelia replied politely, “I have nothing to do at home, so I taggedalong with Molly. It's been a while since I've come to the farmer'smarket. It must be hard to wake up early in the morning every day.”The vegetable seller's smile widened. She had never seen anyone aspretty as Amelia.

As far as she was concerned, the more pretty a woman was, the morearrogant and indifferent she would be. This was the first time she hadever seen someone as friendly and gorgeous as Amelia.

“You're such a sweet-talker. Thank you for your concern,” uttered thevegetable seller happily. “It has been a while since you bought anythingfrom my stall. Here, you can have this for free.”

“Thank you!” After making her purchase, Amelia insisted on paying her.“You're running a small business. I insist on paying for my purchases!”In the end, the vegetable seller accepted her payment.

As Molly and Amelia made their way through the farmer's market, thesellers welcomed them warmly. Amelia was also sweet enough, so thesellers gave her lots of free gifts generously. They even got two extraeggs for free from the egg seller.

Soon, Molly and Amelia left the farmer's market loaded with theirshopping. Molly tried to take the shopping bags from Amelia, but thelatter stepped out of her reach.

“Molly, this isn't heavy at all. I can manage,” Amelia stated with a grin.Molly told her, “Mrs. Clinton, give me the eggs. You can carry thevegetables.”

Amused, Amelia answered, “Molly, you're being too cautious. It's just adozen eggs. I can manage that easily.”

Molly didn’t insist. “Mrs. Clinton, if you replace it heavy, hand the bag tome. You're pregnant, so you need to be extra careful.”

Amelia chuckled. “Molly, don’t worry. I can handle that, no problem.”Slowly, Amelia and Molly strolled back to their neighborhood. At thegate of their neighborhood, they ran into someone who Ameliathought she would never see again—Jennifer Larson. She rememberedhow Jennifer used to regard her as a rival.

Upon spotting Amelia, Jennifer removed her sunglasses and came toher.

Amelia gave Jennifer the once-over and realized the latter had lost a lotof weight. Jennifer was still clad in a fashionable outfit as usual and wasexuding a confident aura, but her gaze wasn't as dynamic as before.Overall, she seemed exhausted.

"Amelia, are you free? I need to talk to you.” Jennifer stated herintentions outright.

Sensing Jennifer's hostility, Molly pulled Amelia to stand behind her.“Who are you?” she inquired. “Why do you need to talk to Mrs.Clinton?"

Jennifer ignored her and stared straight at Amelia. “I need to talk to youabout something important, Amelia. Half an hour will do.”

Stepping out from behind Molly, Amelia asked, “Ms. Larson, what is itabout?”

“Can we talk in a cafe elsewhere?” Jennifer tamped down her irritationand urged.

After a brief hesitation, Amelia told Molly, “Molly, head home with ourshopping. I need to talk to her.”

Molly took the shopping bag from her worriedly. “Mrs. Clinton, shall Icome with you?”

Amelia was amused. “Molly, she is my ex-colleague and superior. Iknow who she is.”

Molly gave the unfriendly Jennifer, who was clad in a fashionable outfit,a disapproving look. Evidently, this woman was here to stir up trouble.“Mrs. Clinton, I'll leave the bags at home and join you. You're sevenmonths along.” Molly was still concerned. “You're going to give birthsoon. I can't let anything happen to you.”

She nearly blurted out that Jennifer seemed like trouble, but hermanners stopped her from saying so.

Jennifer's face darkened in displeasure. She put on her sunglasses anduttered in exasperation, “Amelia, why is your maid so talkative? She'sannoying and rude.”

Jennifer had left a terrible impression on Molly.

“Ms. Larson? To be honest, you left a bad impression on me. You mightbe pretty, but I've seen many gorgeous ladies in my life. Compared toMrs. Clinton, your manners are far worse,” Molly scoffed.

Jennifer glanced at Amelia in frustration. “Amelia, will you come or not?Do you seriously think I'll do something to hurt you? I'm not thatdespicable. I'm a law-abiding citizen.”

After reassuring Molly, Amelia turned to her. “Ms. Larson, I'm sorry. Mymaid is worried for me. She doesn't mean anything else. Let's go.”Molly stood there with the shopping bags in her hands. “Mrs. Clinton.”“Molly,” said Amelia in a comforting tone. “Go home without me. I'll beback soon.”

With that, she left with Jennifer.

They arrived at a nearby cafe and ordered a cup of coffee each.

Amelia stirred her coffee and said, “Ms. Larson, it has been a while sincewe last met. Do you need anything from me?”

Jennifer stared at her bump, obviously in a daze. “Seven months?”After a momentary silence, Amelia responded politely, “Yes, I'm sevenmonths along.”

“That's fast,” came Jennifer's strange reply.

As Jennifer wasn't being hostile to her, Amelia found it weird.

She sipped on her coffee awkwardly. “Ms. Larson—"

“Jennifer will do,” Jennifer cut in.

Taken aback, Amelia glanced at her curiously. Jennifer blurted out,“What's wrong? Are you surprised at my sudden change in attitude?”Amelia nodded in response.

Jennifer removed her sunnies and crossed her legs. “Amelia, I took youas a rival because I realized Carter is in love with you. I was too jealousof you. I'm sorry for that.”

Amelia merely gave her an odd look.

Jennifer continued, “My sudden appearance might've taken you bysurprise, but I'm here to offer my apology. Also, I would like to ask youto stop contacting Carter. You're too important to him. As long asyou're by his side, he won't be able to fall in love with another womanor get married. You don't want to hold him up, do you?”

Amelia was lost in thought as her lips curved up in amusement.

Why do women like to tell me that my existence is nothing but anobstacle to the men who love me? The women claim I won't be of helpto the men's careers and families. It's like I'm a jinx who will bring badluck to every man by my side.

Amelia was neither a hypocrite nor someone who'd suffer in order tomake others happy.

“Ms. Larson, I believe you've gotten it wrong,” she stated firmly. “Carterand I are just friends. It's not wrong for friends to stay in touch, right?Besides, we've been friends for ages. I won't agree with your request.What right do you have to ask me to stop contacting him?” Amelia'sreply was harsh.

She was insinuating that Jennifer and Carter were also friends, so theformer had no right to ask her to stop contacting Carter.

Jennifer's expression clouded over as her grip on the cup tightened.“Amelia, you're still as sharp-tongued as ever, huh?” Jennifer mocked.Amelia took a sip of her coffee and grinned. “Ms. Larson, you'vechanged a lot, too. I remembered you used to be overly aggressive. Ican't believe you're apologizing to me now.”

Caressing her cup, Jennifer replied, “I'm not apologizing to you. This is adiscussion. Carter is the only connection between us. I believe youknow what I'm going to say.”

Amelia shook her head politely. “Ms. Larson, sorry, but I don't knowwhy you insist on talking to me.”

Jennifer sipped on her coffee before answering, “You're really good atputting up an innocent act and seducing other men, huh? You stoleCarter's heart and left without looking back. Do you know whathappened to Carter after you left?”

Amelia was stunned into silence. After her resignation, she had nevercontacted Carter on purpose. It was for the best—to her, at least.Hence, she had no idea how Carter was doing now.

Jennifer immediately saw through her and sneered, “What a waste ofCarter's feelings.”

Amelia glanced at her curiously. “I didn't contact him. Isn't that whatyou want?”

Jennifer folded her arms arrogantly. “Yes, I hate it when you contacthim, but that was your decision. You don't even know he entered thehospital after suffering from gastric perforation. I pity him.”

Amelia's heart clenched uncomfortably. “Gastric perforation? Howcould that be? Was it serious? How is he doing now?” she demandedanxiously.

The mocking smile on Jennifer's lips widened.

“Don't you think you're being a hypocrite?” she sneered in disdain.Amelia schooled her expression carefully and replied in an indifferentmanner. “Ms. Larson, my relationship with Carter has nothing to do withyou. Even if you're his girlfriend, you can't stop him from makingfriends. Plus, you're not even his girlfriend.”

The scowl on Jennifer's face deepened.