Novel Name : Love You Enough to Leave You

Love You Enough to Leave You Chapter 821

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In the end, Terrence didn't get to meet Tiffany.

In the end, Terrence didn't get to meet Tiffany.

Before he left, he said meaningfully, “Amelia, I always deem you as a thoughtful and gentle person. I

never expect you to have such a smart mouth. It seems that I've misjudged you. However, it doesn't

surprise me. After all, Oscar is a canny man. It's only natural that the woman he falls for is the same.”

“You're flattering me too much, Mr. Hisson. If I'm that canny, Tiff wouldn't have to give up the Hissons'

assets just to get a divorce.” Unfazed by his words, Amelia shot back, causing Terrence's expression to

turn grim.

Terrence then placed his hands behind his back and stomped away without saying anything further.

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief after watching him leave. She then went upstairs and opened the door

carefully. The moment she spotted Tiffany standing by the window and gazing into the scenery alone,

sadness clouded her eyes. Amelia shut the door behind her and approached her friend.

“Tiff,” she called out.

Tiffany came back to her senses and turned around to face Amelia. She forced a smile and asked,

“Has Mr. Hisson left?”

“Yes. I've asked Mr. Feltham to draft a divorce agreement. Since you insist on not wanting the Hissons'

asset, I have requested him to advise Derrick to sign the divorce papers as soon as possible. Is thereanything else you want to add?” Amelia asked on purpose while staring straight at Tiffany.

Tiffany's expression stiffened when she heard such a question. The smile on her face faded too.

“No, I don't,” she replied with a shake of her head.

Amelia pulled her to the bed, sat her down, and said, “Tiff, I want to know if you saw something at

Derrick's company. Otherwise, you wouldn't have insisted on divorcing him when you returned from his

company. I remembered you were having second thoughts about getting a divorce before you left.”

“I didn't see anything. I'm just exhausted and decided to stop struggling with this relationship,” Tiffany

replied downheartedly.

Amelia was determined to get an answer, but Tiffany's response rendered her speechless. After a short

pause, she replied, “It's great that you've thought things through. Either way, it's best to get a divorce.

The next time you find a partner, look for someone with a similar background, okay? Life will be easier

that way.”

Tiffany did not answer her.

Seeing such, Amelia stood up, pulled her friend up, and said, “Come on. Let's head out for a stroll.”

Tiffany followed behind obediently.

Amelia drove Tiffany to the city center. When they got out of the car, they bumped into Gary, who had

just left his car as well. A glint of delight flashed across Gary's eyes when he spotted them. He strode toward them without

hesitation.

He greeted, “What a coincidence, Amelia, Tiffany. We must be lucky enough to meet each other here.

Come, I'll take you two for coffee.”

In response, Amelia gestured at Tiffany using her mouth. Upon noticing her actions, Gary finally noticed

that Tiffany was not in a good spirit.

“Tiffany, what's wrong? Are you ill?”

“I'm fine.” Tiffany shook her head. “It's been a while, Gary. I'm happy to see you. Do you have any

suggestions on any exciting new games to play?”

“I do indeed have one.”

With that, Gary took the two ladies to a gun range. He asked brightly, “Have you ever played with a gun

before? Men deem shooting a gun as exciting. If you don't prefer this, I can take you two somewhere

else.”

Tiffany replied, “I don't mind. As matter of fact, I have been trying to write a novel where the male main

character is a professional shooter. However, since I have no experience in such a profession, I put a

halt to my idea. It's great that I can experience it now.”

Gary took the two to change into professional gears. He even got instructors for them to teach them.

After receiving a short course, Tiffany opened fire continuously as if she was trying to vent her

emotions. The more she missed the target, the more shots she fired. At that point, it seemed that thetarget was her enemy, and she was determined to destroy it.

Amelia got worried about her after seeing her actions. She wanted to stop Tiffany, but Gary grabbed

her and shook his head at her. He advised, “Let her vent out her frustration. I can tell that she isn't in a

good mood.”

Amelia let out a sigh.

Gary placed his hands behind his back and stared at Tiffany, who was not far from them. He then

asked, “Amelia, if you don't mind me asking, what's wrong with Tiffany? I haven't known her for long,

but I know she's a happy-go-lucky person. There isn't much that can bring her to such a depressed

state.”

“You have a good eye. She's fine, but there's something wrong with her marriage. You must have

known that she married the Hissons' son. The family is aristocratic, large, and has many rules.

Problems start to happen when she can't cope with them. Anyway, don't worry about her. I believe that

she will overcome this,” said Amelia casually.

“I believe that too. She's a tough woman.”

Tiffany kept shooting at the target for an hour until she finally felt exhausted.

She then took a towel and wiped away the beads of sweat on her forehead, which were caused by the

hot sun. It was obvious that her mood had taken a turn for the better.

“How do you feel, Tiffany? Do you still have the energy to play another game with me? I don't know

much about anything else, but I'm an expert in exciting and fun games,” said Gary with a heartychuckle.

Tiffany nodded.

With that, the three of them went to an entertainment center to play games. Tiffany wanted one arcade

game console all for herself and was playing it with fierce gusto. All the while, she was yelling excitedly,

“I'm beating you up, Derrick! I'm going to cripple you! How dare you cheat on me! I'll make you pay for

it! I won't stop hitting you!”

Tiffany gave the opponent a left uppercut, then a right uppercut. At that point, she had deemed the

opponent in the game as Derrick. Every time she beat the opponent up, she would become excited, but

her eyes were full of sadness.

Her abnormal reaction instantly attracted the attention of most of the customers in the entertainment

center.

Amelia shook her head helplessly upon noticing her friend's actions. She said, “I thought she could

walk out of the pain she suffered due to her marriage. But now, I realize she isn't as tough as she

seems to be on the outside.”

Gary, however, didn't share the same sentiment. He wasn't surprised by Tiffany's abnormal actions as

well.

“No matter how strong a woman may seem on the outside, it'll take time for her to walk out of the pain

she suffered from love. She's acting quite normal, actually. Don't put too much stress on her. Once

she's done with the game, let's grab a meal together. It'll be my treat.” “Sure, but since you have been paying for everything, let us treat you instead.”

“A gentleman will never allow a woman to pay. So stop arguing with me on this. Please allow me to be

a gentleman for once.”

Amelia couldn't help but chuckle after taking a glance at him.

At the sight of Amelia's beaming face, Gary's eyes gleamed, and a glint of undetectable emotion

flashed past them.

I would have made this woman mine if she was single. But alas, it's such a pity...

Seeing how patient Amelia was toward her friend that was hurting emotionally, Gary couldn't help but

be impressed by her. At the same time, he was reluctant to let go of her. Despite his desire to pursue

her, he was concerned that his pursuit might hurt her since she was already a married woman.

The more Gary came to know about her, the harder it became for him to let her go.

Probably due to having a woman's sixth sense, Amelia could sense the changes in his gaze when he

looked at her.

However, just when she was about to say something about it, Gary retracted his burning gaze.

“Shall we have Thymions food later?” he asked. His tone was casual as how one would speak to a

friend.

Maybe I'm just overthinking it. I'm married now. I doubt other men will still like me, especially when thatman is as successful as Gary.

Amelia laughed silently. I'm such a narcissist! How could I ever think that Gary has feelings for me?

“Sure. It's your call.”

In the afternoon, the trio went to a Thymions food restaurant. Gary ordered three plates of spicy

Thymions food, Amelia ordered another two, and Tiffany ordered a bowl of soup, for she wasn't really

excited about the food.

“Tiffany, you have to eat more later. You're a lot skinnier than when I saw you three years ago. A

woman should never go on a hunger strike just to lose a few pounds. One should eat more. After all,

one looks better with more meat on them.”

“Got it. I'm famished now. I can probably eat anything you throw my way,” Tiffany joked, pretending to

be happy.

“That's good to hear.”

Soon, the servers came over with their food. Gary took care of the two ladies like a gentleman. While

doing so, he discreetly took better care of Amelia. Sometimes, he would even stare at her when she

had her head lowered and was focusing on her food. The infatuation in his eyes was as bright as day.

When Tiffany raised her head after taking a sip of her soup, she met with Gary's love-sick gaze. Her

heart instantly dropped, and wariness flashed across her eyes.

I've suffered so much in my failed marriage. So I will not allow Amelia to walk the same path. “Amelia, this soup is quite lovely. The taste is as good as the one Oscar made for you. You know, I

always thought that you are exceptionally blessed for being able to marry Oscar. Don't you agree with

me, Gary?” Tiffany suddenly changed the topic and shot the question at Gary.

Since Gary didn't manage to change his expression quickly enough, Tiffany caught sight of his

displeasure.

His expression made her go into deep thoughts. She was starting to look at him in a different light as

well.

“I rarely interact with Mr. Clinton. However, as Amelia's friend, I sincerely hope her marriage is perfect

and happy.”

Tiffany nodded. “I share the same thought too. I bet any decent human will want her to be happy. I'm

sure you think the same, too, right?”

Gary's gaze darkened. After hesitating for a moment, he answered, “Of course.”

Amelia looked at the two strangely. She couldn't understand why they were suddenly exchanging quips

with each other.

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