Too Much to Bear, My Love

Amelia cut him off. “Mr. Scott, if you have nothing else for me, I’m heading back to work.”

Carter could only nod.

Amelia headed back to the design department with the envelope in her hands. As if sensing her unhappy mood, Jessica didn’t pounce on Amelia for gossip but instead showed her a gesture of encouragement.

At noon, Jessica said spontaneously, “Amelia, lunch today is on me instead of your treat; I’ll call for delivery, and we can have lunch in the office. What do you think?”

This millennial is pretty caring, after all. I mean, she gossips a bit too much and knows way too many things for her own good. Plus, she tends to blurt out anything on her mind. But it’s moments of kindness like these that really touch my heart.

“Thank you, Jessica.”

“Let’s skip these formalities, shall we? Sometimes I feel like I’m the older sister taking care of you even though you’re a few years older than me.” Jessica ordered delivery and plonked herself down in front of Amelia to chat.

“Amelia, are you ok? You look kind of absent-minded the whole morning,” asked Jessica softly.

Amelia shook her head and laughed humorlessly. “I’m ok. What a rare occasion it is to see our Jessica all grown-up and showing concern towards others.”

Jessica flung her hand away lightly and pouted. “Amelia, I’m really worried about you. If you’re going to patronize me like this, I’m going to be angry.”

Amelia made a gesture of surrender. “I know you mean well, but I’m really ok. I’m just having some problems at home; I’m sure they’ll be settled soon.”

Jessica grabbed her hand and said suddenly, “Amelia, I think you’re actually having a hard time. You’re so beautiful, yet the sadness that clouds over your gaze can’t fool anyone.”

Amelia was stunned for a moment before she recovered with a laugh. “You sweet little thing! Just out of school, and you’re suddenly a relationship expert like everyone else? I’m grateful for your concern, but as I said, I’m really ok. I’m busy thanks to my baby; when my son’s born, I’ll make you his god aunt.”

“Amelia, why are you so biased? I should at least get to be the godmother.”

“I’m sorry, but someone else has reserved that honor, so you can only have the next best option.”

“Who is she? Bring her here and I’ll fight her for the spot.”

Amelia’s mood improved immensely after that chat. With someone as cheerful as Jessica, it’s pretty hard to stay upset.

After suffering through the day of work, Amelia began packing her things to leave. As she exited the design department, she bumped into Jennifer. Possibly due to the photos, Amelia felt a grudge towards Jennifer. You scheming witch! The things you’d do to fulfill your wishes disgust me.

Jennifer stopped in front of her and said softly, “Amelia, your charisma must be out-of-this-world. Does it make you feel exceptionally accomplished to be leading two men on a merry chase?”

Amelia stared at her calmly. “Ms. Larson, sometimes it’s best not to force others into a dead end, or you might find yourself receiving the bad karma you deserve.”

your words are; I don’t

my charm, I suppose. Since you don’t have it, I guess you can only bow down and admit

twisted in

off work. I have dinner plans and won’t stay around

disdainfully. “You really can’t tear yourself away from men, can

her and walked past her as she left the

her gaze across Amelia. She hmphed loudly before stomping

car out of the basement

drove towards the latter’s neighborhood. “Tiff, I’ll be there in half

me some cream on your way up? I’m planning to

“Got it.”

up the phone and reached Tiffany’s neighborhood soon after. She remembered to get a carton of cream before heading up to

door. The door was opened quickly, and she was met with an

removed her shoes before entering. Laughing, she

the envelope in Amelia’s

I’ll

to see the

envelope on the sofa and laughed. “Tiff, I’m hungry. Surely you don’t want

the food she’d prepared. Served on the table was a

a huge show of looking like she was starving. “Tiff, your cooking is always so amazing. What if I can’t eat anything else but your

Amelia. “Have some of this. I cooked it in the pressure cooker for hours. I can guarantee the beef is going to be scrumptious. I bought

suspiciously. “Why are you so hardworking

her eyes. “What could I be

a cringe-inducing reply. “Maybe you drugged the feast, and

made a show of

just smiled and ate the

Amelia managed to finish almost everything Tiffany had taken for

finished

a thumbs-up to Amelia. “Babe, your appetite’s really grown. The baby might be shocked at

“All the nutrients are going to your precious

sure you’re replenishing

her hands and asked, “Can I finally see what’s in

Amelia nodded.

one of disbelief into anger. She looked at Amelia and asked, “Amelia, what’s going on? That incident five years ago almost landed you in prison; haven’t you learned your lesson by now? Why are you still

brief explanation of the

stuck-up she is, but what gives her the right to send a photographer to follow you? You always get bullied like this because you’re too kind. Just wait, I’ll get someone to teach her a lesson tomorrow! She needs to know that

to deal with it. She has her own plans, but I’m

be bullied so badly. Watching you like