Chapter 791Chapter 790
Amelia drank with her. As she shook the beer bottle in her hand, she said, “Tiff, be honest with me.
What are you planning with Derrick?”
Tiffany watched the people walking in the park in pairs in a daze. “I don't know.”
Amelia sighed.
“Tiff, it hasn't been a year since you married Derrick, but you've already changed so much; I can't find
any trace of the old you anymore. If I knew you'd be so unhappy, I wouldn't have agreed to let you and
Derrick be together back then,” Amelia muttered.
“Babe, I don't regret marrying Derrick. Really. If I didn't marry him, I wouldn't have grown up so quickly.
I'm rather grateful for how he has protected me in this marriage. Maybe it's because I'm not on the
same frequency as the Hissons. No matter what I do, his mother still doesn't like me. He has quite the
hard time between the two of us.” Tiffany then down a huge mouthful of beer. “I thought of getting a
divorce with him. His family has been trying to put me in a difficult spot since the start, and it's tiring to
deal with. I don't want him to be in the same spot as I am.”
Amelia reached out to caress the back of Tiffany's head. “Giving up so soon?”
“No one in this world can claim to have never given up on anything. It's just that I've fallen a few times,
and I don't want to get up anymore.”
“Tiff, talk to Derrick. Don't give up so quickly. You've dated him for three years before you married him,so take your time for this.”
Tiffany did not reply to that, and the two fell silent.
They drank until the sun went down. It was then Derrick sent Amelia a message.
Derrick: Is Tiff okay? Where is she? I'm coming over to talk to her. Tell her that I won't get a divorce
from her.
Amelia glanced at the silent Tiffany and sent Derrick their location.
After sending the message, she kept her phone and continued to drink with Tiffany.
Derrick came half an hour later. Amelia stood up and walked to him before patting his chest. “Have a
good talk with Tiff.”
The man nodded.
With that, Amelia turned and left the park. Just as she stepped out of the park, she was greeted by the
sight of Oscar's car.
Without hesitation, she walked over and entered the car. Then, she leaned over to bite his jaw and
said, “When did you come?”
“Not too long ago. How is Tiffany?”
“Not great. She wants to get a divorce from Derrick. It hasn't been a year since they married, but somany things have happened. I don't know how to help her either. The relationship between a woman
and her mother-in-law has always been one of Chanaea's most difficult issues to resolve. Mrs. Hisson
keeps making life challenging for her, and Tiffany is having a bad time with the Hissons.” Amelia leaned
back against the car seat and continued in a tired tone, “Oscar, tell me. What can I do to help her?”
“Don't get yourself involved in this anymore. Every family has troubles of its own. If they've really
reached the end of their marriage, that will be the results of their discussion.”
“But Tiff has put so much into this relationship. I'm scared she won't be able to get over it.”
“Be at ease. She's a strong girl.”
Despite his reassurances, Amelia continued to stay silent.
Even after Oscar began driving, Amelia still said nothing as she turned her head to look at the passing
cars outside.
Meanwhile, in the park, when Derrick walked over to Tiffany, Tiffany lifted her head to glance at him and
calmly said, “Derrick, you're here.”
Derrick sat down. When he saw the line of beer bottles by her feet, his heart ached. In the next second,
he tried to take the bottle away from her hand, but she moved away and passed him an unopened
bottle instead.
“Drink this,” she said. Derrick took it and uttered in a low voice, “Tiff, don't torment the two of us anymore, okay?”
Tiffany turned to look at him and let out a laugh. “Derrick, what are you talking about? When did I
torment you?”
Derrick then tried to hug her, but she avoided him as if he was a plague-bearer.
“Tiff,” he squeezed out.
Nevertheless, Tiffany raised her bottle, about to toast with him. However, Derrick forcibly hugged her
and buried his head in the crook of her neck. He sobbed out, “Tiff, are you really not going to patch
things up with me anymore? I've already decided to move out once Mom recovers. We'll have our own
space and lives. I was too adamant about having them accept you in the past, but I don't want that
anymore.”
Tears rolled down Tiffany's cheeks as she listened to him.
Derrick, you're brilliant and perfect. How can I make the flawless you bear regrets in your life? You're a
wonderful man, and you have to have a perfect life and career. How can I be your burden?
Those were the thoughts that crossed Tiffany's mind as she cried.
“Tiff, don't sulk anymore, okay? I'll look into the case about my kiss with Crystal. I'll clear my name.”
Derrick tightened his hug. “Please give us a chance. Don't let a few photos from someone else destroy
our years-long relationship. It hasn't been a year since we married, and it's supposed to be our
honeymoon phase. We shouldn't be thinking about divorce now.” Still, the only thing Tiffany did was quietly stay in Derrick's arms.
After a while, Derrick unwrapped his arms from around Tiffany and lifted her chin. “Tiff, don't be mad
anymore, okay?”
Tiffany turned and moved away from Derrick's hold. “Let's go back.”
At that, Derrick grabbed her hand and asked, “Tiff, what do you mean?”
Tiffany turned back to face him. “I'm only out here to take a breather, but all of you seem like you're
ready for a fight. Come on; we're going back now.”
Despite her words, Derrick gave her a dubious look. She ignored it and repeated, “Come on.”
Derrick could only follow her.
When the two of them returned to the hospital ward, they saw Crystal merrily chatting away with Kate.
Without any changes in her expression, Tiffany walked over and asked, “Mom, how do you feel?”
Kate glanced at Derrick and replied indifferently, “Fine. I won't be dying any time soon.”
Tiffany frowned and moved to the side.
In contrast, Derrick shot a frown at Crystal. “Why are you here?”
“I'm just here to visit Mrs. Hisson. I'll be flying to Irushea the day after tomorrow, and it's unlikely I'll beback frequently. So I've decided to spend more time with Mrs. Hisson while I'm still in the country,”
Crystal told him.
Kate took her hand and whispered sadly, “Crystal, you know me best. Once you leave, I don't think I'll
have someone younger than me to talk to anymore.”
“Please, Mrs. Hisson. How can you say that to me, an outsider, when you have a son and a daughter-
in-law?” Crystal said with a chuckle.
Kate shot a contemptuous look at Tiffany when she heard that. Snorting, she then said, “My son has
forgotten about his mother after marrying his wife. I've been passed out for so many days, but my son
still said that I was too fierce when I gave a negative comment about my daughter-in-law!”
Tiffany only silently listened to Kate's indirect reprimand.
After that, Crystal spent a while longer chatting with Kate before taking out a bag she had brought with
her. As she took out a number of photos from the bag, she said, “Derrick, I received an anonymous
package today—I don't know who found my address and sent this to me—and the photos inside are
the photos of you and me in the bar.”
At that, Derrick's eyes darkened.
On the other hand, Kate hastily asked, “What photos?”
Crystal then showed her the photos. Once Kate saw the photos, her eyes lit up. “Derrick, Kate and
you...” “There isn't anything between me and her.”
“If there isn't anything between the two of you, would the two of you have kissed? You look so intimate
with each other. How can you say that there isn't anything between the two of you?”
Derrick pursed his lips.
“If not for these photos, I wouldn't have known that you were already in a relationship with Crystal. Be
frank. When are you going to marry Crystal?”
“Mom, I'm married, and my wife is Tiffany.”
“You can always get a divorce even if you're married. I'm sure Crystal won't mind that you've married
before.”
Both Kate and Crystal were aggressively pressuring him into marrying Crystal. On the other hand,
Tiffany, Derrick's actual wife, was silent the whole time as if she was not part of the family.
As Derrick wrapped his arm around Tiffany's shoulders, he announced, “Mom, Tiff and I have decided
to move out. Since you don't like her, we're not going to live with you anymore.”
Upon hearing that, Kate clamped her mouth shut and stared at Derrick in shock.
A long while later, she snapped back to her senses and lifted her hand to comb her hair. In a haughty
tone, she said, “Tiffany, are you really willing to let Derrick give up on the Hisson family?”
Tiffany looked at Kate with complicated emotions in her eyes. “I'm tired, and I want to go back to rest.”With that said, she quietly exited the ward instead of standing her ground like she used to do.
Derrick rushed out after her and grabbed her hand. “Tiff!”
Tiffany whipped her head around and forced a smile onto her face. “Derrick, you should stay here. I
want to go back alone to sleep for the night. Don't come with me. Once I'm done resting, I'll come to the
hospital to take care of your mother. After all, I was the reason she passed out.”
Derrick had no choice but to let her struggle out of his grasp at that.
However, he continued to quietly follow her out of the hospital.
She did not hail a cab to return home right away. Instead, she walked down the empty road, her lone
figure a depressing sight.
Derrick stared at her back as a wave of complicated emotions washed over him. His eyes reddened,
and it took him everything to hold himself back from dashing toward her to hug her and reassure her
that he had no relationship with Crystal to speak of. He wanted to tell her that he did not care whether
or not she could bear children and that he had married her solely because he loved her.
Derrick walked behind her for almost three hours before they arrived at the condominium they used to
live in. Only after watching Tiffany get into one of the elevators did he take another elevator up.
However, right as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw Tiffany crouching by the door and curling into
herself. It was as though she was an unloved puppy, and that made his heart break.
Once he registered the scene in front of him, he rushed over to her. “Tiff,” he called out to her gently.
Tiffany raised her head to look at him with bloodshot eyes. The moment their eyes met, she suddenly
launched herself at him.
As she hugged Derrick's waist, she sobbed out her grievances, “Derrick, I don't want to get a divorce
with you. Can't we be together? Why must everyone try to separate us?”