Too Much To Bear My Love

Oscar turned around to examine Amelia’s now wet body, her dress clinging to her skin, highlighting her figure. His pupils dilated and he let out a low growl. He could feel the blood rushing to his nether regions.

Amelia noticed the change in his eyes. She smiled confidently and said, “Darling, you may not like me as a person, but you can’t seem to resist my body.”

Oscar took her in his arms and kissed her, pinning her against the wall. As their bodies meld into one, the pair then let their desires get the better of them.

An hour later, Oscar carried Amelia out of the shower and placed her gently onto the bed. He looked at her uncovered protruding belly and frowned. “Amelia, let’s go to the hospital.”

Amelia, who was already dozing off, was awakened by Oscar’s words. She looked at him. “Darling, what do you mean?”

“Why does your belly seem to be getting bigger? We should go get it checked.” Oscar was not stupid. He had been suspicious of her growing belly.

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She smiled at him seductively. “Are you suspecting that I’m with child, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar nodded.

“If I am really pregnant, will you insist on an abortion?”

Oscar hesitated. As Amelia’s heart began to sink, he replied, “You can give birth to the child, but if we do get a divorce in the future, the child stays with the Clintons.”

Amelia was taken aback. She smiled and said, “If I give birth to a son for your family, do I get more benefits when we get a divorce?”

Oscar said, “If you give birth to a son, I’ll give you an extra ten million when we get divorced. It will be your compensation for severing all ties with the child.”

Amelia was unfazed. She simply walked over to the cupboard, put on a dress, and went back to the bed. She looked at Oscar and smiled. “Mr. Clinton, you’ve always been generous to your women. I’m heartened and thankful that you’re still willing to treat your possible ex-wife so well. It’s a pity that I’m really not pregnant. But if you’re really worried, we can go to the hospital.”

Oscar still had his doubts. “Are you really not pregnant?”

“If you don’t believe me, we can just get it checked to quell your suspicions.”

Oscar shook his head. “I’ll take your word for it.”

Amelia laughed. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading over to Tiff’s and may not be back tonight.”

Amelia pecked him on the cheek. “Bye, Mr. Clinton. I’ve satisfied your needs, so don’t miss me too much tonight. Well, if you can’t take it, feel free to meet Ms. Yard, although I just have one condition. Please don’t bring her back here. I don’t want the smell of other women in our house.”

Oscar grabbed her as she was about to leave. “Are you really not coming back tonight?”

“Be a good boy and don’t miss me too

from his grasp and drove

made herself at home and got herself a drink from the fridge. She

Tiffany

glass of warm milk. “You’re pregnant, drink this instead.

sat on the couch,

beside her.

a sip of the milk then replied softly, “The Clintons are suspecting that I’m

your skinny frame makes it less obvious, only a fool can’t tell that you’re pregnant.

silent. Of

comes, you’ll only have two choices. You can either give birth to the child, wait for the divorce and lose custody of the child, or you can go for an abortion. You won’t like the outcome

She said, “It was Oscar who brought up the divorce back then, but now he’s the one saying he doesn’t want a divorce anymore. We’ve been married

do you

to do anything to deal with Cassie.

closer.

her head helplessly. “I

do the Clintons

Clinton has already suspected that I’m pregnant. As someone with experience, she definitely can tell; she just chose to trust my lie. Out of everyone in the Clinton family, she treats me the best. If I could, I

“Amelia, have you become

for four years, I couldn’t really bear to leave them. Unfortunately, Oscar still hasn’t opened his heart to me. Instead of seeing me for who I am, he simply regards me as a gold-digger and thinks that any issue can be resolved with money. It’s pretty upsetting

with Oscar has really lowered your IQ. He is determined to divorce you. Do you seriously want to abort my godchild or give them to the

and kept a straight face. She then changed the topic. “Tiff, do you know why I

her a strange look. Amelia continued, “Newcomers in his company will have to go to Saspiuburg for eight months of training.

“That’s really

Amelia nodded in reply.

“Carter’s indeed twisted. No wonder his

was distressed. That was clearly not the main

point. “Are you saying that you plan to take advantage of this training period to

Amelia nodded.

you’d been so blinded by your love for Oscar that you lost your brains.

no strategist. If I were that smart, I would never have given my heart

issue.