Chapter 519Chapter 519
Both Tiffany and Derrick enjoyed their delicious meals. Once they were done eating, Derrick wiped his
mouth elegantly with a napkin. He then grabbed another clean napkin to wipe off the stains around
Tiffany's mouth. With a smile, he asked, “Was the taste okay?”
Tiffany gave a thumbs up. She praised, “They were delicious! The taste of the food here is simply
perfect! I liked them very much.”
“Since you like the food here, we should come here more often in the future.” Derrick put the napkin
aside and smiled dotingly.
Tiffany placed her chin on her hands. She looked at Derrick momentarily before saying directly,
“Derrick, the food was like your face. You look like a snack. Even if I was eating a plate of bland meat, I
could still enjoy it very much. Any ordinary dish can taste even more delicious just by looking at you.”
Derrick did not know whether to laugh or cry.
“Do I have to go back and thank my mom for giving me this face?” he asked. In the past, Derrick hated
himself for looking too androgynous. In his opinion, a man had to look masculine. Although he did not
have a feminine appearance, it was hard for him to feel proud of his beautiful and almost enchanting
face. But as he saw how the woman he loved was looking at him, he started feeling that it was all worth
it.
If I never had this face of mine, we might not have ended up together. People attach great importance
to physical appearances. I understand this. “Tell me, then. Do you like my looks or my personality?” Derrick deliberately asked to put her in a spot.
Tiffany thought about it seriously.
She then replied, “To tell you the truth, I fell in love with your face first. Although I'm not an angelic
beauty, I'm still a good-looking person. I like people with good looks, so my heart skipped a beat when I
first saw you. My heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of my throat. I thought that I would
only be watching you from a distance, admiring your face along the way. I never expected that we
would end up together. At the time, I thought a gift fell from heaven and landed right at my feet. It was
so surreal.”
Derrick could not help but chuckle.
The two talked for a while. But then, Derrick fell silent.
Tiffany looked at him curiously. She asked, “Derrick, what's wrong?”
Derrick pondered for a while and said, “Tiff, there is something that I want to tell you. I'm just thinking
about how I should tell you about it.”
Tiffany's eyes suddenly widened, leaning forward as she was interested. She responded, “Tell me. I'm
very curious. You've always been helping me all this time. It's rare of you to ask me for help.”
Derrick pursed his lips. He asked, “I heard that Amelia got hurt on her forehead a few days ago. How is
she?” Tiffany gave him a strange look. She replied, “Oh yeah. It was Jennifer's mom who did that. Could it be
that Jennifer went looking for you?”
Derrick shook his head. He replied, “It's all because of my mom. The woman who hurt Amelia is close
to my mom. That's why she's so fond of Jennifer. When Jennifer begged my mom to help her mom, my
mom begged me to do the same. Since my mom already asked me to, it's impossible for me to refuse
her. If not, then she'll dislike you even more.”
Tiffany's face darkened instantly.
“Derrick, are you planning to help that woman plead for leniency?” Tiffany stared at Derrick. The joy
and passion she had from eating the food had already disappeared completely.
Derrick sternly replied, “I'm not going to help that woman plead for leniency. I only want you to leave a
good impression on my mom. I don't want her to see you living so miserably. Even I feel distressed
when I see you suffering. Of course, if you don't want to talk to Amelia, then pretend like I never said
anything. I'll only get a few earfuls from my mom when I get back home. I don't want to make you feel
uncomfortable, after all.”
Tiffany suddenly calmed down, and the anger on her face slowly faded away.
“Sorry, I was getting too emotional just now.” Tiffany lowered her head.
Derrick thought about it before saying, “Tiff, I know that my request is a bit excessive, but she asked my
mother. I already refused her two days ago. If I refuse her again this time, I'm afraid that she might feel
uncomfortable.” Tiffany remained silent.
“Forget it. Forget what I said. I'm sorry. Don't take it to heart, now. I'll drive you home. After that, I'll go
back to the company to work.”
Derrick stood up. He looked like a handsome young man who was very tolerant.
Derrick did not have high hopes regarding Jennifer's request for him. He did not want to trouble Tiffany.
There was a reason why he did not tell her that Jennifer had asked him directly. The reason was that
he did not want Tiffany to misunderstand his relationship with Jennifer.
“Tiff, let's go. Stop thinking about it.” Derrick smiled.
Even if he said to stop thinking about it, Tiffany only thought about it more. Amelia was on one side,
while Derrick was on the other. Whether she agreed to do it or not, she would feel guilty toward one of
them.
Just as Tiffany was in a dilemma, Derrick leaned over and pulled her up directly. He lifted his hand and
stroked her hair. With a smile, he said, “You silly woman. Stop thinking about it. Let's go. I'll drive you
back home.”
Tiffany was pulled a few steps forward by Derrick. She muttered, “Derrick, I can try.”
Derrick paused and looked down at her conflicted expression. He felt bad for her.
“I was only joking with you. Don't take it to heart,” Derrick stated. “Let's go. I'll drive you back home.” As they got in the car, Tiffany sat in the front passenger seat. She fell silent, however.
“Are you really considering it?” Derrick freed up a hand to hold hers. He solemnly said, “Forgive me. I
shouldn't have said those words. I didn't even consider your thoughts. I'm sorry.”
Tiffany turned her head to look at him. She asked, “If I don't help you, Derrick, would you blame me?”
“Silly. I would never blame you.” Derrick replied.
Tiffany fell silent.
After a while, she ruffled her hair irritably. She tried to stand up from her seat but then sat back down
because of the seat belt.
Tiffany gave Derrick a vicious look. She said in an irritable tone, “Derrick. If you didn't want my help,
why else would you tell me about it? I'll help you. It's hard for me to say no while thinking about Amelia.
If I refused, then I'd feel like I wronged you somehow. Do you know how I feel right now? I feel like
beating you up. I wouldn't be so irritable if it weren't for you.”
Derrick was barely able to contain his laughter.
“You want to fight me?” He lifted his right cheek and smiled dotingly. “Come at me, then. Take out all
your anger on me. I don't mind.”
It was rare for Tiffany to see Derrick's mischievous expression. She could not help but chuckle. This guy sure is cute.
“Forget it. You have already brought it up. If I refused you, I'd feel sorry for you. I'll try my best, but who
knows whether I'll succeed or not. If I had my way, I would make that old hag suffer. You also saw
Amelia with gauze wrapped around her forehead last night, right? It's such a big wound. I already want
to strangle that old hag. I can't even imagine how Oscar feels. I doubt that he'll let that old hag off,”
Tiffany said as she leaned back in her seat.
“Thank you, Tiff.”
“Don't thank me. I hate you right now. If the guy who came to ask me a favor weren't you, I would have
given him a big punch already. Since it's you, though, I would never take my anger out on you no
matter what,” Tiffany replied.
Derrick felt warm in his heart. He believed Tiffany's words and appreciated her compromise, even
though he felt guilty.
Derrick brought Tiffany back. He kissed her forehead and said, “Go up there now. Don't force yourself,
though. If you really can't do it, then don't.”
“All right, stop being a busybody. I'll be sure to bring it up gently with Amelia. I won't force her to do
anything she doesn't want to. You're just as important as her. I won't let her do what she doesn't want to
do. Don't worry.”
Tiffany unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. Then, she waved at Derrick, who was in the car.
She said, “Go back to work now.” When Derrick drove away, Tiffany's face finally contorted. She raised her head and looked in the
direction where Derrick's car had gone. She said to herself, “Derrick. If you weren't my boyfriend, I
wouldn't have held myself back from beating you up. I can't believe you asked me to do something like
this. I can't wait to kill that old hag. Who knows if you had a stroke of genius or not. I can't not help you,
but I can't help you that easily either. You're making it hard for me to feel happy. You really do make
things hard for your girlfriends over the last twenty years.”
Of course, Derrick did not hear Tiffany's words. He simply drove toward the company in a good mood.
At least Tiffany didn't reject me because of Amelia's predicament. My efforts over the past two years
have not been in vain. She cares about me more and more. It's a good sign, no?