Too Much to Bear, My Love

Reality is indeed different from fiction. Regardless of the female lead, the male lead, or the side characters, their fate lies in the author’s hands.

“I’m not gabbing with you any longer. Get the takeout for me when it arrives. I’m gonna go take a nap.”

Amelia plopped down on Tiffany’s one and only bed and dozed off in a matter of seconds.

Sometime later, Amelia was woken up by the fragrant smell of food. She walked out of the bedroom groggily, just in time to see Tiffany setting the dining table.

“Tiff, you cooked? Didn’t I say to order takeout?” Amelia asked, perplexed.

“Well, you’re jilted. I figured I better comfort you with home-cooked food instead.” Tiffany smiled.

stared at her with unconcealed doubt and said, “The only time you’re not lazing around like a couch

it toward Amelia. “Go wash your face and come eat. Keep yapping on and you can forget about me stepping foot into the

But hold up—are they actually edible?” Having thrown out

but her lips curved into a smile

not take off, she could seriously consider being a chef instead. Based on the magic she’d

your food to still taste like heaven,” Amelia complimented. “I have full faith that

compared to you who could set fire

abruptly adding, “Tiff, do you think

servants to do the work. When would he need your contribution? If I must say, you should divorce him as soon as possible and earn a comfortable sum of alimony. You’ve been married