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Back to Tiffany, she put on a defensive stance by crossing her arms, trying not to show her vulnerable
side.
“Go on, Derrick. I'm all ears now,” she said firmly.
As Derrick walked toward her, Tiffany took a step back subconsciously and reached out her hand to
stop him from approaching her instead. “Just stay where you are. I don't want to be swayed or seduced
by you until this matter is resolved.”
He looked at her helplessly and affectionately. “Silly woman. You could have heard me denying it in
front of everyone if you hadn't hurried away so quickly.”
“Really?”
Tiffany still did not believe his words.
Derrick sighed. “Tiff, even if you don't believe me, can't you believe your own instinct? Everyone knows
we're a couple. The editor in charge of you once asked me outright if we were dating, and I admitted it.
Ask her yourself if you don't believe my words. I don't get why you would rather listen to other people's
words instead of believing my love for you. Honestly, I felt sad when I saw you turn around and leave
like that yesterday. Although we have had this long-distance relationship for two years, I didn't expect
you would still not trust me after all this time.”
As she looked at Derrick's frustrated and helpless expression for the first time, Tiffany could not helpbut feel bad.
There was a hint of panic in her eyes as she tried to organize her words. However, the more anxious
she felt, the more tongue-tied she became.
“Derrick, I was... I was only being jealous. I'm jealous that Crystal has your mother's approval. As much
as I tried to get her acknowledgment and approval, to her, I'm only someone who earns her living by
writing. Other than that, I'm practically a useless woman,” Tiffany incoherently said as she waved her
hands helplessly.
Derrick came forward and held her in his arms, resting his chin on top of her head, and said, “What am
I supposed to do with you? If I really liked Crystal, I wouldn't have dated you. The reason I didn't deny it
immediately when my mother introduced Crystal as my fiancée was because I didn’t want to say
anything that would offend and humiliate my mother. She'd probably get mad at me for a while, but she
will definitely vent her anger on you instead. You know she doesn't have a good impression of you
anyway, and if I acted like that in public, my mother would blame you for it. I can see that you did not
consider all the painstaking effort I put into this relationship.”
Tiffany was taken aback by his words. She had not expected Derrick's true intention to protect her.
She began to feel guilty about being upset at him.
“I'm sorry,” mumbled Tiffany as she buried her face in his chest.
Derrick stroked her hair and said in a low and seductive voice, “Can you just trust me a bit more from
now on?” Tiffany nodded wordlessly.
“I've always trusted you, Derrick. It's just that I'm scared our relationship will end not because we fell
out of love, but because the elders are giving us a hard time,” Tiffany said frustratingly. She then
continued, “I write novels, and I've written about the confrontation between mothers-in-law and
daughters-in-law. I'm afraid you'll take your mother's side, and I'll end up as the woman who was never
a part of your family at all.”
Derrick smiled lightly upon hearing Tiffany's words. It's kind of cute to have a woman who overthinks a
lot.
“Silly woman! Novels are simply fictional stories meant to disillusion innocent and naive little girls with
wild imaginations. How can there be so much conflict in life?” Derrick chuckled. “Since you're a writer,
you should be aware that in-laws' disputes are only to appease the audience. I'm sure that if there were
no conflict in a novel, it wouldn't pique the readers' interests. You're merely writing a novel and not
immersing yourself in one of your plots. It's just a fool's way of doing things if you can't tell the
difference between reality and fiction.”
Tiffany chuckled as she wrapped her arms around Derrick's waist.
At that moment, the blunt and occasional spunk within Tiffany was gone. What remained was only the
tenderness of a woman in love.
Eventually, they managed to patch things up.
As she lay in bed at night, Tiffany finally saw the text message Amelia had sent to her previously. Shefelt touched and warm after reading Amelia's message and replied: I've made up with Derrick, Babe. It
was I who misunderstood him. Now that he has explained the situation to me, everything is fine
between us.
Amelia's reply came just shortly after Tiffany sent out her text message.
It's great to hear both of you reconciled. I can finally put my mind at ease as well. It's getting late now,
so get some sleep. We'll talk about it when we meet, okay?
Tiffany read Amelia's message and sent a reply, wishing the latter a good night before she turned off
her phone.
As she went back to bed, Tiffany snuggled into Derrick's arms naturally and fell asleep quickly.
The next day, Derrick woke up at eight in the morning. Looking at Tiffany, who was still fast asleep,
Derrick planted a kiss on her cheek and whispered in her ear, “I'm going to work now, sleepyhead. I'll
leave your breakfast on the table later, so remember to get up and eat it, okay? And don't oversleep!”
Feeling itchy, Tiffany's ears twitched before she opened her eyes groggily and nodded in confusion.
Derrick went into the bathroom to wash up and changed into a crisp, fitting suit. Then, he went
downstairs to prepare breakfast for both of them. After finishing his meal, Derrick went upstairs and
saw that Tiffany was still sound asleep. Shaking his head helplessly and affectionately, Derrick went
over and kissed her forehead before whispering, “Wake up, sleepyhead. I've prepared breakfast for
you. Get up and have your breakfast now.”
Having been disturbed by Derrick, Tiffany finally opened her eyes. She immediately grabbed the backof his neck and pulled him close to her, kissing him fiercely. After that, she mumbled, “Be a good boy
and stay safe on the road. I'm going to sleep a bit longer because I'm going to be grumpy if I don't get
enough sleep.”
After that, she went back to bed and fell asleep again, which made Derrick feel amused at her antics.
He then tucked her in and left for work.
As soon as he arrived at the office, Derrick's secretary approached him and said, “Mr. Hisson, you have
a guest in your office.”
After hearing his secretary's words, Derrick assumed that it was a friend of his who came to visit him on
a whim, so he didn't think too much about it and simply nodded. “Got it. Bring me a cup of coffee as
well.”
“Yes, Mr. Hisson,” the secretary replied.
Upon entering his office, Derrick was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman sitting on the
couch in his room. He then smiled and said, “What brings you here, Jennifer?”
Jennifer removed her sunglasses, revealing a pair of reddened eyes as if she were an innocent rabbit
who had just cried.
Derrick was startled. As far as he knew, Jennifer had always been a perfectionist and a proud woman.
If nothing had happened to her, Jennifer would not have shown her vulnerable side in front of others, let
alone cry. “What's wrong, Jennifer? Did you cry?” Derrick walked over and sat down on a decent spot that was
not far from her. “If you have something to tell me, just go ahead and say it. I'll definitely help you if I
can. However, I guess you must've come here for a reason. For you to let go of your pride to seek my
help, I fear it might not be a small matter.”
Jennifer put on her sunglasses and spoke. Her voice was surprisingly hoarse. It was as if she had been
crying bitterly for quite some time ago.
“I do have something that requires your assistance, Derrick. If you can't help me this time, I wouldn't
know what to do at all. I really can't find anyone else to help me but you.”
Derrick looked at her earnestly and smiled. “Don't be so serious. Just say what's on your mind. I told
you that I'd help if I could. After all, you know that I've always thought of you as my biological sister.”
Jennifer could only smile bitterly.
“My mother assaulted Amelia Winters and was sent to the police station for further investigations.
Meanwhile, Oscar had already instructed his legal team to file a lawsuit against my mother. You know
better than me how strong the Clintons are in terms of wealth and power. The financial situation of our
family is definitely not comparable to theirs. Since I've heard you're in a romantic relationship with
Tiffany, you're the only one who can help me this time,” Jennifer said after hesitating for a brief
moment.
Derrick understood the situation and asked, “So you want me to ask Tiff to plead with Amelia?”
Regarding Laura's alleged assault on Amelia, he decided not to probe further for the time being.
Jennifer nodded.“Derrick, I came to ask for your help because I'm really desperate right now. I hope you can help me
this time. I don't wish to see my mother being sent to that dark, dingy place. Please, I beg of you. You
can consider me owing you a huge favor this time if you're willing to help me,” Jennifer sincerely said
as she looked at Derrick in anticipation.
“Could you tell me why Mrs. Larson would harm Amelia?” Derrick asked calmly.
However, Jennifer fell silent immediately. Judging from her expression, it seemed to be something she
had a hard time explaining to him.