Too Much To Bear My Love

Amelia gave him a sidelong glance and remarked, “Mr. Clinton, looks like we’ll never reach a compromise in this negotiation.”

Oscar forcefully turned her chin so that she was facing him. With a rare look of sincerity, he said, “As long as you stay, I’ll increase your allowance.”

Amelia flashed him a charming smile. “No.”

“Can’t you be more obedient and stop worrying me?” Oscar pinched her cheeks.

Slapping his hands away, she snuggled under the blankets and lay on the bed. Then, she evicted him out of the room. “Mr. Clinton, I’m shocked by what you did earlier. Spend the night in the guest room today. Good night.”

Oscar stared straight at her. “Move over. I’ll sleep with you.”

“I’ll go to the guest room then if you prefer to sleep here.”

Forcefully pinning her to the bed, Oscar insisted, “There’s gotta be a limit to your tantrum. Sleep now. I won’t touch you for the night. Be a good girl and sleep, okay?”

“Mr. Clinton, you changed your mind at the very last minute when you said you were going to divorce me; and now you’re forbidding me from going to Saspiuburg. Are you perhaps in love with me?” Amelia glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, asking a question that had been on her mind for a while now.

Oscar lowered his head and kissed her. It wasn’t until Amelia felt like she was running out of breath did the man release her. “Stop your wild imagination and sleep.”

A look of disappointment flashed across her eyes. If Oscar were to say that he prohibited her from going because he could not bear to part with her, she would still stay despite the risk that he might discover that she was pregnant. Unfortunately, he did not even want to make that promise to her.

Closing her eyes, she said, “Ms. Yard is coming back soon. I could move aside for the both of you if I were to go to Saspiuburg. If you insist on me staying here, it’ll be really awkward for the three of us.”

He pulled her into his arms and assured her, “I’ll settle this issue, so don’t you worry.”

“Can you tell me how you’re going to do that? Are you going to make me your ex-wife and Ms. Yard your wife? In that case, we won’t have anything to do with each other anymore. Or are you going to make me your mistress while Ms. Yard becomes your wife?” asked Amelia mockingly.

Oscar gazed at her broodingly. “Amelia, you’re crossing the line.”

Pouting, she retorted, “Mr. Clinton, you’re abusing your authority because you don’t know how to rebuke me.”

“I know a lot of things. Do you want to test it out?”

As he spoke, he pressed his body against hers.

Naturally, she could feel the change in his body and her face clouded over. God, I thought we were having a serious discussion. How could his mind wander off to somewhere else?

She was utterly speechless.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m saying this again—I must attend the training in Saspiuburg.”

you to do that. Otherwise, your new lover’s company shall be my first target.

want to use his authority to oppress her, but he had no other choice

him, her thoughts evident through her gaze. Oscar, can you

don’t blame me for using such underhanded methods. I’m a businessman, so I’ll never do anything that’ll incur losses.

“Mr. Clinton, can

replied, “Nothing. I just want to

gonna leave, it’ll all boil down to Carter’s abilities to sustain his company. There are not a lot of people in

well and a vast network of relationships,

quite some effort to win the

was indifferent, his emotions

hoped for this company, which Carter has spent so much effort founding, to even exist. If you don’t want me to give him a helping hand, don’t go to Saspiuburg.

cast her gaze downward and

be scared of me, Amelia. I’m doing this for

her eyes and said

Oscar held his tongue.

fell asleep slowly in his embrace, he gazed at her with an obsessed look. He mumbled, “You foolish woman. I don’t know how I feel about you, but I just don’t want

drifted

was not in bed anymore. He peered into the bathroom, but she was nowhere to be seen. Upon leaving the bedroom, he saw her eating breakfast and chatting with

the first to spot Oscar, who was standing upstairs. She grinned and said, “You’re awake, Mr. Clinton.

eat after I

he returned to the

did

a sip of milk, Amelia

him to be slightly arrogant. However, his character is decent. Just talk

haven’t gotten tired of it even after four years. I’ll miss your food if I

my daughter-in-law over. Although she’s an illiterate woman from

yourself are one. I crave her

to cook something and send it over tonight. Don’t worry, Mrs. Clinton. Although she’s from the countryside, she has stayed in the city for years. She’s no longer as unsophisticated as those in the countrysides, so she won’t offend

before protesting, “Molly, I’ll be angry if you keep this up! You’ve worked for us for so many

gorgeous woman with such a high

Amelia laughed out loud.

a joke?”

smiling. Placing the bread down, she did not even spare a

grabbed her bag, wore her heels and

you barely ate anything! Are you not going to eat anything

I don’t go now.” Amelia gave a casual response before leaving the