Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 900
Chapter 900 Rather Be Mocked Than Be Pitied
“You must be tired from your trip to the police station, Noah. I’ve asked the maid to prepare lemonade
for you to get rid of your bad luck. You should go upstairs and rest after this,” Carol advised as she
hurried toward Noah.
Thetter shot Carol a re and snarled, “I’m calling the shots this time, Mom. Don’t try to stop me. I
will make sure she stays a beggar forever on the streets. That presumptuous woman deserves it for
ruining my family and mypany. I’ve lost everything! If I’m going down, she’s going down with me.”
Carol’s lips quivered, but she was at a loss for words. The Walker family was doomed in just a few
months. The disastrous events were nothing like what they had experienced before. Nobody knew if
they could manage to turn the tide sessfully this time.
“Drag her out to the streets. If she doesn’t get two thousand by the end of today, leave her there to beg
until she hits the target,” Noah ordered. The maids nced at Carol. Thetter waved her hand,
signaling them to take Isabe out to the streets.
Isabe was devastated to hear that. “Mom, Noah, you can’t do this to me! I’m also one of your family!”
Isabe yelled as the maids dragged her out.
Carol took a nce at Isabe. Despite feeling sorry for her daughter, she chose to take Noah’s
side. Isabe was forced into a car and taken to the city.
“Don’t you touch me! I’m Isabe, the daughter of the Walker family! I’ll fire you if you touch me again!”
Isabe made a final attempt to wriggle herself free from the maids.
“We’re sorry, Ms. Isabe. We’re just following Mr. Noah’s orders. If you have anything toin
about, tell that to Mr. Noah and Mrs. Walker.” With that said, the driver left Isabe on a bustling street
and ced a bowl in front of her.
Propping herself up with her only intact arm, Isabe felt her face redden with shame as she felt gazes
fixating on her. At that very moment, she would rather die on the spot than receive pity from the
passersby.
To think she was a rich and prominentdy beforending in this pathetic situation! She was too
devastated to even cry.
If Isabe knew that scheming against Oscar wouldnd her in this situation, she would have steered
clear of him from the start. However, it was toote for her to regret her actions. Her family had turned
against her and left her to beg alone on the streets. s, she reaped what she sowed.
Overwhelmed by despair, Isabe lowered her head as much as she could to avoid the piercing gaze
of the onlookers.
She could even hear whispers of criticism directed at her, shattering every piece of pride that she had
left.
“Look at that woman. She’s begging on the streets with all those branded clothes on her? Is this
something that rich people do to experience life? She must have been living a life too wealthy to be
able toe up with this.”
“I suppose so. These rich girls have nothing better to do!”
The passersby formed many opinions about Isabe, but no one was willing to give her any money.
Having heard their discussions, Isabe felt her face burn with shame and anger even more. Her heart
felt as if it were stabbed by words.
Just as Isabe struggled to get up and run away, two pairs of heels appeared in front of her. The
moment Isabe raised her head and recognized the owners of the heels, she desperately wished for
the ground to swallow her up.
“Wow, it really is you, Isabe! I thought Amelia and I mistook someone else for you! What’s wrong?
Why are you begging on the streets? If I remember correctly, the Walker family hasn’t gone bankrupt
yet. Or is your family so poor now that they don’t have the money to feed you?” Tiffany folded her arms
across her chest and mocked.
Isabe tried to crawl backward with her good arm, but she only managed to inch a little because her
legs were still injured.
Amelia watched as Isabe tried to scramble away pathetically. In the end, she reached down to help
thetter. However, her helping hand was immediately flung away by Isabe. At the same time, having
lost support, Isabe crumpled onto the ground.
“Get lost! Get away from me!” Isabe broke down and yelled. Edging away from Tiffany and Amelia,
she held her head low to avoid eye contact with them.
Amelia merely stared at Isabe while Tiffany snorted. Tiffany did not feel sympathetic to Isabe’s
situation at all because she thought thetter deserved it.
“Let’s go, Amelia. Not everyone deserves our sympathy. Who knows what she will do again if we let our
guards down?” Tiffany grabbed Amelia’s arm and proceeded to lead her away. To Tiffany’s surprise,
Amelia shook her head firmly at her and waved for Jolin toe over.
“Help me get her in the car, Jolin,” Amelia ordered.
Jolin froze. She nced at Isabe perplexedly, unable toprehend why Amelia would want to help
that woman.
“Jolin! Help me get her in the car. There are too many people on this street. It’s not good for us too.”
Since Amelia had given her orders, Jolin had no choice but to carry Isabe to the car.
“Babe, you know you don’t have to help her, right?” Tiffany’s eyebrows scrunched disapprovingly as
she asked.
“Let’s get in the car first. We’ll talk about this on the way.” Amelia gave Tiffany a subtle smile.
Seeing that there was nothing she could do to change Amelia’s mind, Tiffany followed her into the car.
As the car drove away, Tiffany narrowed her eyes at Isabe, who was slumping weakly against the car
window. “Isabe Walker… To think you have reached this day! You have no idea how satisfied I am to
see you in this pathetic state. How do you feel when Amelia turns out to be the oneing to your
rescue at your lowest? You must be so furious, aren’t you? You’ve done so much, but you can never be
better than Amelia. What do you think this means? You think you can get away with all the evil things
you’ve done, but now you’re reaping what you sowed,” Tiffany mocked.
Isabe flinched. As Isabe bit her lips tightly, her face turned ashen.
Tiffany reached out to straighten Isabe up, but thetter refused to bulge. It became a tug of war
between the two of them, with Tiffany pulling and Isabe dodging.
Finally, Tiffany gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Isabe, you’re afraid to face me because you
look too ugly right now, right? You deserve this after everything you’ve done.”
Isabe stiffened at that.
Seated in the front seat of the car, Amelia frowned slightly as she disapproved of Tiffany mocking and
hurting other people with vicious words when they were at their lowest. How was Tiffany any different
from Isabe before shended in her current state?
Everyone should stay true to themselves and not be affected by other people, no matter whether they
are at their highest or lowest.
“Tiff,” Amelia called out, warning Tiffany to stop her mockery.
Tiffany shrugged. She understood Amelia’s warning and that she was being mean, but she couldn’t
help feeling delighted now that she was witnessing Isabe’s downfall.
Jolin drove them to a hotel. After booking a room, she reluctantly carried Isabe up to the room.
“I thought you were going to take her to the hospital, Amelia,” Tiffany murmured.
Amelia nced at Tiffany and cracked a slight smile.
“I’m not that kind, Tiff. I’m only sparing her from public humiliation. Besides, don’t you think she will feel
worse if I am the one saving her?”
Tiffany tilted her head and gave it a thought. After a moment, she smirked at Amelia and said, “Babe,
you’ve be wicked.”
Amelia shrugged.
Tiffany’s mood turned better immediately.
“What should I do with you, Babe? I really like that you’re bing more ruthless. You have no idea
how sexy you are when you’re up to no good. I could nevere up with this brilliant idea!” Tiffany
eximed.
“Let’s go up. I’m scared that Jolin will murder Isabe if we’re not around.” Amelia truly believed that
Jolin would not hesitate to kill Isabe, given her temper.
“Okay, let’s go.”
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Amelia and Tiffany took the elevator to the room they had booked for Isabe. The moment they
entered the suite, they saw Isabe being flung onto the bed by Jolin. Facing down, Isabe struggled
to get up, but she did not have any strength in her legs to support her.
Tiffany couldn’t suppress augh as Isabe reminded her of a stranded fish flopping around and
making futile struggles.
Isabe was the one who dug her own grave. If she had not attempted to ruin someone else’s
marriage, the Walkers would not have been destroyed. Since the Clintons and the Walkers had familial
connections, Oscar would not do anything horrible to the Walkers because he was Stephanie’s brother,
regardless of how their siblings’ bond was. However, ever since the fallout of the two families due to
Isabe’s schemes, the Clintons had taken revenge on the Walkers, which resulted in thetter’s
downfall.
On the other hand, Tiffany enjoyed the drama. If not for Isabe’s schemes, Oscar wouldn’t have
destroyed the Walkers to protect Amelia, her best friend.
Tiffany cackled as she watched Isabe trying to get up on the bed. The more desperate Isabe
seemed, the more excited Tiffany became.
“You look like a tortoise, Isabe. Why don’t I take a few pictures of you and post them online? You look
good in this posture.” Tiffany grabbed her phone and snapped a few pictures of Isabe while
marveling at her own photography skills.
Triggered by the sound of the camera, Isabe turned around and red at Tiffany angrily. “Amelia
Winters!” Isabe yelled. “If you want me dead, do it immediately. There’s no need to take me to this
hotel and humiliate me! If you think I’m going to be grateful to you for saving me just now, dream on!
Either send me back to the Walker residence or send me back on the streets. I would rather beg for a
living than receive your sympathy,” she sneered.
Tiffany clicked her tongue disapprovingly. “Babe, you heard that? Not everyone knows how to be
grateful. Now, do you understand that there’s no point helping such an ungrateful wretch like her?”
Amelia was unfazed. Smiling, she said, “Hold her up and rest her head on the pillow, Jolin. Let’s give
her the respect she deserves, at the very least.”
Jolin walked up and shifted Isabe brutely.