Too Much To Bear My Love

“I believe the allowance I give you is more than what you earn from your job,” remarked Oscar.

Amelia nodded.

Oscar took a deep breath in an attempt to suppress his annoyance. “Quit your job, and I’ll give you thirty grand per month. I’ll buy you whatever you want too. How about that?”

Amelia cast him an odd look. “I thought we’ve reached a consensus regarding work, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar turned the wheel and stopped the car upon reaching a traffic light.

“You’re allowed to work, but I didn’t say we could live separately just because of your job. I’m your patron, so I have the right to order you to remain by my side.”

“And what if I insist on going to Saspiuburg, Mr. Clinton?”

“I’ll divorce you right away.”

Amelia pursed her lips while glaring at him. After a long while, she spoke up with much difficulty. “Do you really mean it, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar nodded.

Amelia smiled bitterly as she thought back to the romantic moments they had earlier, which now seemed like nothing but an illusion.

“Well, if you want to divorce me, so be it,” Amelia responded coldly.

Oscar stared at her in disbelief, but the woman kept her eyes on the traffic light that had turned green. “The light’s green now, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar breathed deeply, suppressing all the rage within him.

Then, he floored the gas, and the car sped ahead. With that, their hour-long journey became reduced to one that took only twenty minutes. Oscar entered the neighborhood, parked the vehicle, and turned to Amelia, only to realize how pale the woman looked. All the anger within him dissipated in an instant. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” he asked anxiously. “I’ll take you to the hospital right away.”

Amelia heaved a sigh and responded weakly, “I’m fine, Mr. Clinton. It’s just that you drove too fast, so I’m feeling a little dizzy. I’ll be fine soon.”

Feeling rather sorry, Oscar helped the woman unbuckle her seatbelt and wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Despite saying that she was like a toy to him, the man had a soft spot for her whenever she felt unwell.

Even so, his excuse was that she was his toy; no one aside from him was allowed to pick on her.

“Are you feeling better?” Oscar asked as he saw the color on her face return gradually.

Amelia glanced at him before attempting to exit the car on her own, only to be stopped.

“Is something the matter, Mr. Clinton?” she asked frostily.

“Are you mad?”

Amelia shook her head. “No. I’m just feeling a little sick.”

“Is it serious? I can take you to the hospital.”

be

and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made her astonished and embarrassed. “Put me down, Mr. Clinton. I

There aren’t many people in the neighborhood now,” he replied with a rare hint of

his embrace

smile. As expected, he preferred it when Amelia behaved herself and listened to him. But if she were to head to Saspiuburg, that would

entering the house, Oscar placed Amelia on the couch before getting down on one knee in front of her to meet her gaze. “Do you still feel uncomfortable

her heart

face red? Did I scare you by driving too

chest a light shove, confusing the

not used to seeing

face, pretending to be furious. “You don’t like me being

nice to me. I just find your kindness a little too out of the blue, and I’m worried that all of this would turn out to be nothing but a dream. What if I wake up and you’re back to being the same old Mr.

nice to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t

got up, sat next to her, and pulled

couldn’t understand why Oscar was behaving this way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or does he

me go to Saspiuburg? Is it because you

of yourself. Just promise me you won’t go to Saspiuburg,”

Amelia sighed internally.

Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk about

ear in a deep, alluring tone, “Promise

Amelia nearly agreed to his

reasoning pulled her back to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face

“It’s getting late, Mr. Clinton. Let’s go to

to ignite a fire within Oscar, and it was only after taking a deep breath that he managed to

end and remarked hoarsely, “You must have been a vamp in your past life. You’re

a compliment toward my body, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia glanced at him

breath. This woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for his self-control,

came to the latter woman. The only explanation he

Instead, he had continued to behave like a gentleman even during their most intense honeymoon phase. Truth be told, Oscar was never a gentleman; he was a devil

your words, or I’ll make sure you

so everything about me belongs to you tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but you won’t get another chance like this

like he could

coughed lightly and held onto Amelia’s waist with his right hand. “Listen to me

“What’s with all the rambling, Mr. Clinton? You’re being

playing with fire, woman. You wouldn’t be

dangerous about her beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and those

eyes changed as

outfit, thus revealing her flawless body. Then, his eyes instantly fell on the woman’s

Mr. Clinton?”

and put Amelia’s clothes back on for her under the woman’s

actually incapable,