Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 833

Since Derrick couldn't wrap his head around it, he eventually decided to head toward Amelia's neighborhood.

Moments after Derrick knocked on the door, Kurt opened it.

Derrick gazed at Kurt and said, “Kurt, is Tiff at home?”

Kurt nodded and replied, “She's inside.”

However, Kurt stopped Derrick when he wanted to walk into the house.

Derrick looked at him in bewilderment and said, “Kurt, what are you doing?”

“Tiffany said she has gotten a divorce from you. Therefore, she has nothing to do with you anymore. Please don't disturb her again in the future,” Kurt warned him solemnly.

Derrick's mind went blank once he heard that.

My life goes on with the only difference being you're not allowed to be part of it.

After a while, Derrick took a deep breath and said calmly, “Kurt, I helped Amelia when she desperately needed it. Moreover, we used to drink together and discussed how to treat Amelia's eyes on the balcony. I know you love Amelia deep down. In that case, you should understand how I feel. Since Tiffany is also your friend, you surely hope she can get the happiness she deserves, right?”

After giving it some thought, Kurt stood sideways to make way for Derrick. “She's upstairs.”

Derrick was grateful for Kurt's help. “Thank you.” He knew he would be no match for Kurt if he chose to barge into the house by force.

Derrick went upstairs and tried to open the door. Since the door wasn't closed, he entered the room and saw Tiffany squatting before a suitcase. Walking toward her quietly, he was stunned upon seeing an object in her hand.

As he stared at it, Derrick couldn't help but feel nostalgic. After quite some time, Tiffany finally decided to stand up. Perhaps because of squatting for too long, she went weak at the knees. Derrick swiftly supported her and worriedly asked, “Tiff, are you all right?”

Tiffany was startled upon seeing Derrick, who was very close to her. After coming to her senses, she quickly hid the object and said with a cold expression, “Why are you here?”

Derrick gazed at the album that Tiffany deliberately inverted for a moment and asked, “Tiff, you haven't forgotten me, have you?”

Tiffany hastily stood up and answered in a distant tone, “I want to pack my stuff. Please get out.”

Slowly, the glint of hope in Derrick's eyes turned bleak.

“Tiff, can you please stop torturing me? I've missed you so much these days,” Derrick begged her.

To his surprise, Tiffany chuckled upon hearing it.

“Tiff, why are you laughing?” Derrick was clueless. Derrick wasn't used to Tiffany keeping a distance from him. After all, they were still lovey-dovey two months ago but were now acting like strangers to each other. Therefore, he felt mentally exhausted due to the extreme contrast.

“Derrick, you already have another woman who will give birth to your child soon. Don't tell me you've already forgotten about that?” Tiffany ridiculed.

Derrick gazed at her searchingly and suddenly said, “Tiff, can we start over if that child doesn't exist?”

Tiffany was stunned for a while before looking at him in bewilderment. “What do you mean by that?”

However, Derrick didn't respond to her question and merely repeated his words. “Just answer me— can we start over if the child doesn't exist?”

At that moment, Tiffany couldn't help but think Derrick had begun to lose his mind.

She took a step back and responded, “Derrick, you're not calm now. I don't understand what you're saying. Since I'm moving tomorrow, I must pack my stuff. Please excuse me.”

A crazy glint flashed across Derrick's eyes as he walked closer to Tiffany and hugged her. Then, he begged her in a low tone, “Tiff, please don't treat me so coldly. I miss you so much. If you dislike Crystal, I can drive her out. If you dislike the baby in her belly, I can make it disappear. I regret getting a divorce from you. I don't have any feelings for her. However, I'm about to lose you just because someone set me up to sleep with her. I'm willing to kill her if we can start over.”

Immediately, Tiffany's heart skipped a beat. She was afraid Derrick would do something stupid.

Tiffany quickly wriggled free from his embrace and grabbed his arm instead. “Derrick, please calm down. I don't care how you slept with Crystal, but the child is innocent. Since you're its dad, you should ensure it is born safely and bear a father's responsibility. Eliminating its existence shouldn't have crossed your mind at all. If you do that, I'll seriously question your character and wonder why I would fall for such a man in the past.”

Presently, Derrick's despondent look with his bloodshot eyes and sunken cheeks was entirely different from his confident and proud look of the past.

“Tiff, I only made one mistake. Do you really want to end our relationship because of that?”

Tiffany's eyes turned bloodshot, and her chest rose and fell heavily.

The next moment, Tiffany shouted, “What do you want me to do then? You slept with Crystal, and thus she is carrying your child. If I were cruel, I would ask her to abort the child. I could continue being your wife and pretending that nothing had happened. However, I couldn't do it. I'm not a benevolent saint. Hence, I hate her for plotting to snatch you from me. Despite that, the child is innocent, merely the consequences of you making a mistake. Once the child is born, it will be a constant reminder of your betrayal against me. I'm sorry, but I can't tolerate it.”

She paused for a while and lowered her voice. “My heart broke after I got a divorce from you. I couldn't eat or sleep well. Also, I dreamed of you many times. The dreams often begin with our sweet moments but always end with your betrayal. You married Crystal, had a child, and lived happily ever after.”

With that, Tiffany squatted down and burst into tears.

In this failed marriage, the pain that Tiffany had to endure was no less than Derrick's. Her heart broke whenever she recalled Crystal was pregnant, and it would never recover.

To Tiffany, their only solution was to get a divorce and become strangers who would never talk to each other. Then, she would use the rest of her life to let go of the happiness and pain that Derrick brought to her.

After calming himself down, Derrick crouched and hugged Tiffany. He could instantly feel that she was a lot thinner than before. The next moment, he said in a hoarse voice, “Tiff, can we please just start over? I can't afford to lose you.”

In response, Tiffany wept silently. Derrick felt as if a knife was stabbing his heart relentlessly as it ached terribly.

“Tiff, I beg you. Can you give me another chance?”

Suddenly, Tiffany pushed Derrick away and ran out of her bedroom. Upon arriving downstairs, she asked Kurt to stop Derrick before fleeing out of the apartment.

Derrick wanted to chase after her but was stopped by Kurt.

“Kurt, make way,” Derrick shouted anxiously.

Kurt replied expressionlessly, “Mr. Hisson, you and Tiffany have gotten a divorce. Please give her the space she deserves.”

Unwilling to listen, Derrick put on a stern expression and argued, “Kurt, I don't wish to go against you. Please get out of the way. This is a matter between Tiff and me.”

“Tiffany is my friend. I won't allow anyone to harm her, not even you.”

Moments after their gazes met, Derrick suddenly threw a punch at Kurt to start a fight. Although Kurt was a professional martial artist, Derrick had also learned martial arts when he was young. Hence, Derrick could put up a fight for some time. As they were engaged in an all-out brawl, the couch was caught in the crossfire and damaged to a certain extent. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.