Too Much To Bear My Love

“If you don’t have any objections to this contract, just sign it. When you sign the divorce contract next week, they will truly belong to you,” explained Oscar.

Amelia placed the contract down and smiled. “You’re so generous, Mr. Clinton. Being your wife is quite a happy thing. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely sign the divorce contract next week.”

“That’s good,” replied Oscar.

Amelia grinned brightly. “Thank you, Mr. Clinton.”

“I still have a meeting later, so I can’t eat with you. Here’s a card. Just get whatever you want to eat,” said Oscar as he fished out a card.

Amelia stood up, grabbed the card, and laughed heartily. “I’ll take my leave then. Are you coming back for dinner? I’ll tell Molly to prepare some food that you like.”

“I have a business meeting at night.”

said, “Okay. I

she strode out of the office confidently

on the couch, stared at Amelia with a complex gaze. Even after the door closed, he did not avert his gaze as if he was

office. Although everyone was glancing at her gloatingly, she left Clinton Corporations

in her car that her facade of

five minutes, she wiped her tears away resentfully and said through gritted teeth, “Oscar, even though all you’ve given me are falsity and insincere affection,

while, Amelia drove out of the

stopped in front of an apartment that looked slightly old and parked the car. Then, she grabbed

she knocked

door opened. A bleary-eyed woman, wearing cartoon pajamas, with disheveled hair

till three in the morning. I only slept at four! Must you come so early? I’m exhausted.” The woman, whom Amelia called Tiff, was

walked into the house and changed into her slippers. When she saw the mess inside, her mouth twitched. “Tiff, no