Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 815

Summary for Chapter 815: Too Much to Bear, My Love

What Happens in Chapter 815 – From the Book Too Much to Bear, My Love

Dive into Chapter 815, a pivotal chapter in Too Much to Bear, My Love, written by XO. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romantic fiction.

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."

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.