Too Much To Bear My Love

“Abort it,” Oscar said heartlessly.

Amelia blanched, feeling as though someone had stabbed her heart time and time again by those two words.

“Don’t you want a child of your own?” She forced a smile.

“My child will only be borne by the woman I love. If you’re pregnant, I’ll get someone to arrange for a doctor’s appointment. You’ll go to the hospital and get an abortion.” He spoke coldly like a beast who had no emotions.

Amelia’s heart chilled there and then. Apparently, other than their chemistry in bed, he had no other feelings toward her despite their four years of marriage.

Abort it?

He’s truly ruthless. He doesn’t even want his own child. A man like that is definitely not worthy of my love and commitment.

She blocked out the mess in her mind and chuckled humorlessly. “You’re really that cruel?”

Oscar regarded her with no emotions and said, “We talked about it when we first got married, hadn’t we? The only relationship between us is my financial responsibility and your performance in bed. You’ll get a sum of money when the relationship comes to an end. Should you get pregnant accidentally, I’ll pay for you to abort it. These were the conditions we mutually agreed. What? Are you trying to use a child to tie me down?”

shielding the sourness

is still as cruel and ruthless as

eyes. His face dimmed, a hint of anger showing in his cold gaze. “Why are you

hands off stubbornly. “I’m

forcing her to look him in the eyes. “Are you

She stared back silently.

you really pregnant? Hm?” he

face. “Mr. Clinton, if I’m really pregnant, are you going to send someone to force me to

thought, Oscar answered, “You can’t keep the child. I can’t

as though her heart was cut open by a small blade. He wouldn’t even pretend to lie to make her feel better. Other than money, there was nothing else he was

the only woman your heart yearns for, even if she hurts you. Whether she returns or not, the

woman, but she couldn’t help but be jealous of her. She had lost

devoted of you,” she commented. It was

Ms. Yard so much, why

bodies? As long as it’s a