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.

tightly that a fly could be crushed

your innocent Ms. Yard isn’t as innocent as you think she is. You’re a great businessman, but

Oscar grounded out. “Cassie isn’t someone like this. She must have called you for something else. Amelia, you can’t slander her because of me. I won’t hold you accountable this time, but the next time you

his words. Instead, she said, “Since you don’t like to hear me talk about Cassie, I’ll stop. That way, I can

at her for a long time, he muttered, “Did Cassie really call you and

yes. If

responded, “You’re not that kind of

upward as she nonchalantly replied, “Should I thank you for your

but I don’t believe Cassie is that kind of person, either.” That was Oscar’s

rolled her eyes. He might as well save his breath by not saying

paid more

beloved and

not know whether those words

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; I’d like to save on the

“Who’s Carter

“Mr. Clinton, you’re already divorcing me. Why do you want to know who Carter is to

look and uttered, “Amelia, you’d better remember that you’re

already forgotten that you’re a married man, so why should I remember that?”

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 off

crossing

agreement, we’re legally married. You love Ms. Yard, don’t you? Then take out the divorce papers and I’ll sign them right away. However, I will not accept any less than I deserve. I’m sure you don’t want Ms. Yard to become a homewrecker, do you? She’s the daughter of the Yard family. For her to be the

did not continue but she knew Oscar

patron. If you divorce me, the contract states that you’ll have to pay a hundred million as compensation. If you sleep with other men during this marriage, you won’t get a cent. Your eagerness to get together

Amelia laughed boisterously.

Clinton, are

pursed his lips and glared at Amelia. He realized that this woman could

isn’t anything else, I’m going upstairs first. I’ve been working the whole day and I’m so tired.” Amelia then stood up and stretched

growled, “Amelia,

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 would say that she was unreasonable. Now that she wanted to

andropause don’t have such severe

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

“Speak clearer.”

again, Amelia could not help but roll

do you wish to

did you hook up with Carter? How much money

to Amelia’s expression

a hefty sum to take me in as

as