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.”

I’ll be okay

and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made

the night. There aren’t many people in

buried herself in his embrace like an

Amelia behaved herself and listened to him. But if she were to head to Saspiuburg, that would be no different from

the couch before getting down on one knee in front of her to meet her gaze. “Do you

looked into his eyes, her heart racing and her cheeks

your face red? Did I scare you

gave Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing

okay, Mr. Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing

put on a serious face, pretending to be furious. “You don’t like me

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

just being nice to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up frightening you instead,”

and pulled her into an embrace. “Don’t go to Saspiuburg,

and she couldn’t understand why Oscar was behaving this way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or does he just want to keep me caged up next to him like an

it because you

you won’t go to Saspiuburg,” Oscar replied,

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk about this

held onto her and murmured into her ear in a deep, alluring tone, “Promise me you

enchanting voice, Amelia nearly agreed

last bit of reasoning pulled her back to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face and leaned over

enticingly, she said, “It’s getting late,

enough to ignite a fire within Oscar, and it was only after

her rear end and remarked hoarsely, “You must have been a vamp in

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

deep breath. This woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it

the latter woman. The only explanation he could give himself was that Cassie

passion toward her the way he did toward Amelia? Instead, he had continued

I’ll make sure you can’t leave the bed

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

like he

his right hand. “Listen to me and don’t go to Saspiuburg, and I’ll give you

and remarked seductively, “What’s with all the rambling, Mr. Clinton? You’re being so indecisive. Or could it be

You wouldn’t be

She was like a vixen at night. There was something so dangerous about her beauty that one

eyes changed as

hands began to unbutton Amelia’s outfit, thus revealing her flawless body. Then, his eyes instantly fell on

Mr. Clinton?”

to reality and put Amelia’s clothes back on

you’re not actually incapable, are you?”