Too Much To Bear My Love

“Oscar Clinton, how shameless can you be?” Carter sarcastically asked.

“What is causing you such great angst, Mr. Scott? Sex between a married couple can’t possibly be called shameful, can it? Don’t tell me a grown man like you is still a virgin!” Oscar teased.

Carter took a sip of alcohol to mask his sorrow.

“Mr. Scott, this bar is famous for its beauties. All it takes is a snap of your fingers, and they will flock to you.” Oscar continued to push him.

Carter just quietly drank his liquor, lost in thoughts.

Oscar lifted his glass and started drinking too. For a rare moment, a sense of peace prevailed.

Finally, Carter broke the silence. “Mr. Clinton, please treat Amelia well. She had a hard life. Outwardly, she may seem to be fearless, but she has a really kind and gentle soul. If you are the one she loves, I am willing to retreat and watch over her from a distance.”

Oscar was tickled. “Mr. Scott, are you playing the role of a melodramatic second male lead?”

Carter was not disturbed by Oscar’s comment. “The male lead usually has affairs with different women while the second male lead is destined to watch over the heroine. If Amelia is meant to be the female lead of this drama, then I will willingly take the supporting role. I will do anything so long as she can be happy.”

Oscar laughed out loud. “What a passionate man you are, Mr. Scott. Unfortunately, this act does not sit well with me. You should be grateful I am not bashing you up for eyeing my woman.”

Carter can only put on a miserable smile. He composed himself and said, “Mr. Clinton, how about we reconcile and enjoy a drink together?”

“Reconcile? Were we ever in conflict, Mr. Scott?” Oscar questioned.

Carter was caught off guard. “No. No conflict at all. Everything happens for a reason. Let’s drink to our acquaintance!” He laughed it off.

Oscar summoned the servers and asked for the best booze they have. He mixed the different booze, creating a potent cocktail. “The whole idea of drinking is to get high. You wouldn’t mind this, would you?” He challenged Carter.

One can never show any sign of weakness in the face of their competitor. Carter took a glass of the cocktail and downed it. “Impressive! Come, have another,” Oscar urged.

“Shouldn’t Mr. Clinton have one yourself?” Carter countered.

Oscar took a glass and did a bottoms-up too.

“Well done, Mr. Clinton,” Carter reciprocated.

the few bottles in no time. They held

sure can

yourself.” Carter returned

drinking partner. Shall we do an all-nighter, Mr. Scott?” Oscar started

two raised their glasses to toast, Oscar’s phone rang. He picked the call, but before he can utter a word, Cassie can be heard beseeching, “Oz,

well. Can you repeat that?” The room was

there so

a bar,” Oscar replied

miss you. Would you come by to spend

clients now. It is also getting late. Don’t wait up. I will visit you and the baby tomorrow,” Oscar said after

matter where you are, you will come running to me when I need you. Now you use work as an excuse to brush me off. Are you having second thoughts about marrying me?” she woefully

effect on him. “Cassie, stop this fuss and go to bed. I will visit you and the baby tomorrow.” He

she sobbed,

to distract me from work, would

am still the love of

with his tie fretfully but made the effort to sweet-talk Cassie. “Of course I still love you, Cassie. Now, go to bed, and I’ll see you and the

he glared at Carter as he wiped his face dry. “You better have a good reason for doing this, Mr. Scott. Otherwise, I will come after not

Carter responded indifferently,

But who are you to interfere in my personal

the one who loves Amelia and would not want to see her

into Carter’s face. Carter was taken aback momentarily but recovered swiftly and fought back with a vengeance. The bar’s security staff struggled to separate the two furious men. The fight ended with a trip

They were allowed to summon their

who informed her of

came to the police station. She was surprised to see Oscar and Carter together. She could not figure out how the paths of these two

men. “The two of you

to her and complained, “Your husband was bashed.

wound on his mouth. “How did

he noticed Amelia only had eyes for Oscar. “I am sorry, Amelia. I was too hot-headed and

was only then that Amelia became aware of Carter’s injuries. They were as bad, if not worse, than Oscar’s. She frowned slightly as she looked over his bruises. “Carter, your

was consoled by her concern. “It’s no big