Too Much To Bear My Love
Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 84
Ignoring Tiffany’s shouting, Oscar took Amelia by her hand to wait for the elevator. Amelia waved to Tiffany and said, “Go in, Tiff. I’ll call you once I’m home.”
Soon after, Amelia was dragged into the elevator.
Tiffany grumbled to herself, “What a tasteless man. Someday you’ll definitely be begging me on your knees.”
Inside the elevator, Amelia turned to Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, what’s with you today? It’s as if you’ve eaten gunpowder for dinner.”
He said nothing, merely staring at her indifferently.
Amelia had a hard time wrapping her head around how hot and cold Oscar was behaving. Why would he come to pick her up yet be so indifferent toward her?
“Mr. Clinton, if you’re angry that my friend was unkind to you, I can apologize on her behalf,” Amelia suggested.
He took a quick look at her. “What’s with those photographs?”
Though her heart skipped, she did a great job pretending to be ignorant. “What photographs?”
“I received a parcel at six o’clock. It was a stack of photographs. I want to hear your explanation.”
In an instant, she felt like a large cloud was hovering above her, about to unleash a flood of rain over her head. It felt ominous.
She had never expected Jennifer Larson to be this ruthless. She hadn’t even given her enough time to process before she sent the photos to Oscar Clinton.
At that moment, she truly detested Jennifer. She had no animosity toward her. They didn’t even have any relation to each other. Yet, Jennifer bore a deep grudge toward her, so much so she was planning to destroy her marriage. Amelia couldn’t understand. How did ruining her marriage benefitted Jennifer?
“Are the photographs related to me?” Amelia continued pretending.
Oscar stared at her fervently without a word.
Amelia’s heart was racing. Oscar’s silence was making her uneasy. She feared Oscar would divorce her, and Olivia, who had always doted on her, would be disappointed if she’d seen the photos.
Amelia truly hated Jennifer then. She and Carter Scott were innocent, yet they had to suffer through such injustice.
“Mr. Clinton, I didn’t even get to see those photos. Don’t you feel like you’ve gone overboard for faulting me without finding out the truth?”
“You’ll see when you’re home,” he said simply.
and so did Oscar. The car was filled
out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia
go,” he muttered in a rare, gentle
was shocked, her mouth forming into a grin
she followed behind gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched
whipped his head around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at him, her voice weakening as she cried, “Mr. Clinton, my
was then Oscar began to panic, bending down to
chest. “Mr. Clinton, you were ignoring me earlier. My heart
darkened, cryptically lowering his head to
don’t be so cold to me. Every time you do, it
she clutched onto him like a koala would a tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed
the elevator and pressed their floor before proceeding to
then entered the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came out, Amelia jumped on him once more with no fear of
his eyes, speaking in a cold voice,
must not be good if it could make you
eyes deepened. “At least you have some
attempted to rouse his sympathy by blinking her eyes excessively,
Shortly after, a loud slam sounded from the bedroom door. Like a deflated balloon, Amelia slumped down
came downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at it listlessly.
on the table and said, “Take a
reaching for the envelope. A stack of photographs fell out the moment she opened it—all of which showed a man and a woman she easily recognized.
Larson, you’re truly ruthless!
close eye on her and said, “Aren’t you gonna give me
“Mr. Clinton, if I were to say
“No.”
“Looking at these photographs, I wouldn’t believe me
them when he raised a hand to pinch her chin. “Amelia Winters, are you that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so passionately. Are you still so unsatisfied in
neutral. “Mr. Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such
chin increased, retorting, “Do
You definitely don’t!
aware of his possessiveness. Had these photographs been of Oscar and Cassie, and
brushing against each other. The air he exhaled tickled her
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