Too Much To Bear My Love

Amelia shook her head. “They’re all easy-going, and I feel comfortable working with them.”

“That’s good to hear. I wanted you to be my assistant, but I thought that would seem like I’m degrading you, so I sent you to the design department instead and transferred one of the talented employees there to the headquarters,” Carter explained.

Sincerely, Amelia expressed her gratitude. “Carter, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I haven’t designed for four years. Now that I get to design again, I’m thrilled. At least I know I still love design as much I did in the past.”

Carter shook his head and muttered, “I was the one who wronged you and Tiffany. If not for me back then, you wouldn’t have left. I should be the one to apologize to you.”

Hearing that, Amelia waved dismissively. “Let’s not talk about the past anymore. I don’t blame you for that. Back then, Tiff and I were too young; that’s why we were tricked. You’re too courteous to want to apologize.”

“All right, let’s talk about something else now.”

Carter sent her to the entrance of her residential area. Just as she stepped out of the car, Oscar also stopped his car.

The two of them came out of their respective vehicles at the same time. Oscar first glanced at Carter, who had come out as well, before turning to Amelia with a gloomy look.

“Amelia, didn’t you say you were at Tiffany’s?” Oscar gritted out.

Instead of answering him, Amelia turned to Carter and said, “Carter, thank you for sending me back. You can go ahead first. I’ll ride in with my husband.”

Carter nodded and gently reminded her, “Call me if there’s anything.”

She nodded.

After Carter left, Oscar’s expression turned as dark as ink. His next words sounded as though they had been squeezed through his teeth.

“Get on.”

Obediently, she boarded. The mood in the car was tense. Oscar was gloomy and Amelia was silent as she ruminated about Cassie’s words. Even after the two entered the house, they remained quiet and tense.

As he gave a rough pull at his tie, he glared at her and asked, “Shouldn’t you give me an explanation about Carter?”

With an insincere smile, Amelia replied, “Mr. Clinton, you didn’t give me an explanation about your night with Ms. Yard, either. My boss sent me home out of his kind heart. There’s nothing for me to explain about that.”

At that, Oscar gnashed his teeth. “You sent someone to follow me?”

She shrugged. “Mr. Clinton, there’s no way I would be interested to do that. Your sweetheart was simply afraid that my existence will threaten her place in your heart, so after sleeping with you, she used your phone to call me. In fact, she even told me she’s carrying your baby. Mr. Clinton, congratulations! You’re going to be a father soon. However, I won’t be visiting her when she gives birth to the baby. After all, it’s not appropriate for your ex-wife to visit her, is it?”

Snapping his brows together, Oscar hissed in disbelief, “Cassie called you?”

“You don’t believe me? I have call records.” Amelia then handed her phone to Oscar. On it was his number, showing that the call took place at almost nine in the morning. That was around the time they woke up.

his brows were drawn together so tightly that

if you remember your own number, you’ll believe me, right?” Amelia mocked. “I’m afraid your innocent Ms. Yard isn’t as

something else. Amelia, you can’t slander her because of me. I won’t hold you accountable this time, but the next time you do this, don’t blame me for doing something

to him hurting her, so she reacted little to his words. Instead, she said, “Since you don’t like to hear me talk about Cassie,

muttered, “Did Cassie really call you and

want to believe me, I’d say yes. If you don’t, just think of me as spouting

“You’re not that kind of person. That’s

replied, “Should I thank you for

Cassie is that kind of

might as well save his breath by not

whether a person is good or bad. If you paid more attention, you’d surely realize what kind of person Ms. Yard is. All

my beloved and whom

those words were

been struck by a bolt of lightning, Amelia found her entire body numb from the pain. She plastered on a smile and chuckled, “Congratulations, Mr. Clinton, on your happily ever after. It’s time for me, the pretend wife, to make my grand exit. Don’t send me your wedding invitation;

frown deepened. “Who’s Carter to

down on the other end of the couch, Amelia wondered, “Mr. Clinton, you’re already divorcing me. Why do you

a sharp look and uttered, “Amelia, you’d

a married man, so why should

to know that she was no doormat. She could pretend to be blind to his relationship with Cassie, but there was no way she would take it lying down when the mistress was trying to show

crossing

right away. However, I will not accept any less than I deserve. I’m sure you don’t want Ms. Yard to become

continue but she

contract states that you’ll have to pay a hundred million as compensation. If you sleep

Amelia laughed boisterously.

Clinton, are you

at Amelia. He realized that this

working the whole day and

growled, “Amelia, for how long are

to comprehend Oscar’s thoughts. He was the one to mention the divorce, but he was also the one to refuse to divorce. If she were to challenge him with words, he

men in andropause don’t have such severe mood

to take a shower before eating,” Amelia mumbled as she stayed still in

“Speak clearer.”

Amelia could not

you

hook up with Carter? How much money did he

expression as she listened to his

divorce me, maybe he’ll pay me a hefty sum to take me in as a kept

heard her response, he looked as if he wanted to strangle