Chapter 690Chapter 688
Then, Tiffany went home from Amelia's place. The moment she stepped into the apartment, she
spotted Kate and Finnick sitting on the couch. Squeezing out a smile, she asked, “Mom, Dad, you are
here? You didn't call me beforehand.”
Kate glanced at her and demanded haughtily, “Where did you go?”
“I was bored, so I visited Amelia.” Tiffany changed into her slippers and walked over. “Would you like
something to drink? I'll prepare it for you.”
However, Kate pointed at the couch and instructed, “There's no need for that. Sit down. I need to talk to
you about something.”
Tiffany sat down.
“Tiffany, you've already married Derrick. I'm not like those legendary evil mothers-in-law. If you haven't
done anything wrong, I won't deliberately target you. However, I'm here to tell you some things and I
hope that you'll listen to me. Even if you don't, I hope that you'll at least keep it in mind.” Kate shot
Tiffany a glance. She was acting so high and mighty that it seemed like her enemy was sitting opposite
her, not her daughter-in-law.
Tiffany mustered all her energy as Kate was extremely challenging to deal with. To avoid falling into her
trap, Tiffany had to stay on high alert.
Mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law were like born rivals—it was difficult for them to get along well. “Since you've already married Derrick, you should consider moving back to the Hisson residence. Only
your grandpa, Derrick, and I are living there now. Your other aunts and uncles are living elsewhere.
Both Terrence and I would like you to move back. Give me an answer today,” said Kate as she stared
at Tiffany.
Thoughts raced through Tiffany's mind. She replied, “Mom, Derrick and I are very busy with work. If we
move back to the Hisson residence, we'd have to wake up early for work. Since this place is close to
our office, Derrick can sleep for a while longer.”
“Tiffany, this is just an excuse, right? Other daughters-in-law are focusing on being filial to their in-laws
after getting married. On the other hand, you're hiding here and enjoying your private time with Derrick.
You don't even care about what elders think!” Kate snorted coldly and snapped, “Your grandpa is
getting old already. He might leave us anytime soon! Shouldn't you get pregnant as soon as possible
so he can have a great-grandchild?”
Tiffany's head throbbed. After they got married, all these matters suddenly got pushed forward in the
timeline.
“Mom, having a child is all up to fate. I can't just have one even if I want to. Let's take it slow. We
mustn't be too rash,” answered Tiffany drily as she licked her lips.
“Tiffany, you mustn't be too selfish! Terrence treats you quite well. You can't really deprive him of a
great-grandson just because of your selfishness, right?” demanded Kate in an overbearing tone.
After a slight pause, she continued, “I don't care whether you're actually busy with work. You must
move back. There's no room for negotiation. I still have to give you some tonic to condition your bodyfor a child. That way, I'll have a grandson.”
Tiffany opened her mouth, but could not articulate a single word that she wanted to say.
“Got it, Mom.”
Only then did Kate feel satisfied. She stood up to look at what was in the fridge. However, other than a
tub of yogurt, there was nothing else. With a grim expression, she chided, “What kind of wife are you,
Tiffany? Since Derrick is busy, he doesn't have time to cook after coming home from work. As his wife,
do you want him to eat delivery every day?”
Tiffany quickly explained, “Sorry, Mom. I'd usually cook for Derrick, but I've been so busy recently that I
didn't have time to do grocery shopping. I swear that I always buy the freshest ingredients from the
farmer's market. I'm definitely not starving Derrick.”
Obviously, Kate did not believe her.
“You're just lazy! Stop finding excuses for yourself. If you move back, there'll be a chef who'll cook for
you. Look at the life that both of you are living! This isn't how a home is supposed to be. There's no
homely feeling in this apartment at all. If I haven't come, it'll soon become a pigsty,” criticized Kate.
Tiffany listened to her quietly. Even though she had already tidied the apartment, there was no way she
could rebuke if Kate was insistent on finding faults with everything.
Kate nagged for a whole hour without even repeating a single point. Her voice filled Tiffany's mind
completely. Kate talked about all sorts of things—what Tiffany was prohibited from doing or eating, what Derrick
liked to eat, how his clothes had to be dry-cleaned, and so on.
“Have you memorized everything I said?” asked Kate as she raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, Mom.”
“Repeat everything to me. I'll see if you've actually listened to what I said.”
That old hag is definitely nitpicking.
Tiffany forced out a smile. “Mom, I only remembered half of it. You spoke so fast that I forgot. “
Rolling her eyes, Kate rebuked, “Didn't you say that you remembered everything?”
Tiffany fell silent.
“Dearest, you shouldn't put too much pressure on her. Let's take it slow. Don't be too rash, okay?”
coaxed Finnick.
Kate fidgeted with her slender fingers. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, “Tiffany, did I put too much
pressure on you?”
Tiffany shook her head. “Everything you say is right, Mom.”
“Good that you know.” Kate snorted coldly and continued, “You and Derrick will move back five dayslater. You'll inform him about this. I do not wish to hear your refusal. Otherwise, I'll settle the score with
you.”
Lowering her head, Tiffany replied, “I'll talk to Derrick about this.”
After finally sending Kate and Finnick away, Tiffany slumped on the couch feeling all exhausted.
Even though Kate was deliberately making things difficult for her, she could not possibly scold or
rebuke her. All she could do was endure it silently.
Derrick returned home at night. Tugging at his necktie, he spotted Tiffany sitting motionlessly on the
couch. A gentle look surfaced in his eyes. After changing into his slippers, he walked over and hugged
her from behind. “What's wrong? Are you unhappy? You look so gloomy.”
Tiffany was shocked. She only calmed down after hearing Derrick's voice.
“You're back. Have you eaten?”
“Not yet. Did you leave any food for me?”
Tiffany nodded and left his embrace. She entered the kitchen, brought out some dishes, and placed
them in front of him.
Derrick took a bite of the food. When he noticed that Tiffany was evidently out of it, he placed his fork
down and asked, “What's wrong, Tiff?”
Returning to her senses, Tiffany met Derrick's gentle gaze and smiled. “Mom visited today and saidthat she wants us to move back. What do you think?”
A brooding look flashed across Derrick's eyes. “Did she purposefully make things difficult for you?”
Tiffany shook her head.
“Mom said that Granddad is getting old and wishes for a great-grandson. Hence, she wants us to move
back and keep him company. I think that she's not wrong. Why don't we just move back?”
Naturally, Derrick knew how much Tiffany had suffered after marrying him. It was not an easy feat to be
a daughter-in-law of the Hissons. In addition to the ruckus created by the Winters family at the
wedding, the Hissons were already secretly displeased. Although Kate would not be able to say
anything if he refused, Tiffany's life would become even more difficult.
“Do you want to move back?”
“I'm already married into the Hissons. It's normal for me to live with the elders.” Tiffany refrained from
saying whether she wanted to move back or not.
Lowering his gaze, Derrick fell into deep thought.
“Let's move back then,” he suggested.
Perhaps, moving back and living with the family would make it easier for Kate to see how good Tiffany
was. That would inevitably improve their relationship.
Although Derrick's intentions were good, Tiffany's life would not actually be that pleasant as she wouldbe stuck in a tight spot. Kate had played a huge role in making Tiffany's marriage so turbulent.
After Derrick agreed to move back to the Hissons residence, Kate instructed the maids to help them
move. Within two days, everything in the apartment was gone.
As Tiffany gazed at the empty apartment, her heart sank. She had spent a lot of time and effort to make
it feel as homely as possible. Her wedding photo with Derrick used to be hung in the master bedroom,
but all that was left now was a blank space.
Hugging her from behind, Derrick rested his chin on her shoulder and said, “If you like this place, I'll ask
someone to redecorate it. When we're free, we'll come back and stay for a few days. Otherwise, we
can stay in other apartments. I've also bought an apartment with four bedrooms under your name. I
renovated it according to your liking. Dad and Mom don't know about it. When you're tired, you can go
there and rest too.”
Tiffany felt extremely touched and her sorrows dissipated in an instant.
“Thank you, Derrick.”
“You're my wife. I've promised to treat you well forever.”
Tiffany wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling extremely blessed.
“Let's go on a honeymoon to Baxrich. But the holiday will only last for two weeks, so you'll have to
accommodate me. When we have more time, we can go there again.”
“Don't you have to film a movie and publish a novel? Can you afford the time?” “I've already arranged all my work. I have a few weeks to spare to spend time with you.”
Grinning, Tiffany nodded. “Okay, let's go on a honeymoon.”
“After I finish my work, let's go to Baxrich.”
Tiffany nodded.
However, such plans would never be able to outpace the rapid pace of changes in life.
Just when Tiffany and Derrick were about to board the plane to Baxrich, she received a call from
Amelia.
“Tiff, Mr. Winters and Mrs. Winters are with me. Have you boarded the plane? If not, come over to my
place. They look quite disheveled,” said Amelia.
Tiffany knew that Amelia would not call her unless something major happened. Hence, she had no
choice but to look at Derrick apologetically and say, “Derrick, my parents are here. We might have to
push our Baxrich honeymoon trip back.”
Stroking her hair, Derrick said affectionately, “It's fine. Your parents are more important.”
Derrick and Tiffany rushed to Amelia's place. When she saw her parents, she asked anxiously, “Dad,
Mom, what happened to you?”
Her parents' heads were wrapped in bandages. In addition to the bruises at the corners of their eyes,there were also cuts beside their mouths. They looked extremely haggard as if they had just emerged
from a fight.