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.

took turns to down glass after glass and finished the few bottles in no time. They held their drinks well

can hold your

too bad yourself.” Carter returned

Shall we do an all-nighter, Mr. Scott?” Oscar started pouring for Carter

before he can utter a word, Cassie can be heard beseeching, “Oz, I miss you. Our baby misses you too. Please come

repeat that?” The room was too noisy, and

is there so much noise

am in a bar,” Oscar

you

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

said you will treat me well. No matter where you are, you will come running to me

seemed flustered. Maybe the liquor was taking effect on him. “Cassie, stop this fuss and go to bed. I will visit

silent for a moment, then she

am with my business associates. You wouldn’t want to distract me from work,

I am still the love of

with his tie fretfully but made the effort to sweet-talk Cassie. “Of course I still love

finally managed to pacify Cassie. As he ended the call, his face was splashed with liquor. Once he recovered from the shock, he glared at Carter as

Carter responded indifferently, leisurely sipping his

yes. But who are you

who loves Amelia and would not want to see her

hit a raw nerve. Oscar pounced on Carter, waving his fist right into Carter’s face. Carter was taken aback momentarily but recovered swiftly and fought back with

Oscar and Carter were influential bigwigs, the police did not make things difficult for them. They were allowed to summon their lawyers to assist in settling the

who informed

heavily pregnant Amelia 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 crossed and why they ended up injured in

arms and showed no sympathy for these two men. “The two of

complained, “Your husband was

sounded harsh but was still gently examining the wound on

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

bad, if not worse, than Oscar’s. She frowned slightly as she

concern. “It’s no big deal,” he assured her