Too Much To Bear My Love

Amelia merely looked at him blankly.

Oscar lowered his head and bit her lips to the point it bled. “Or do you prefer this?”

Despair replaced the blankness in her gaze. Her lips moved, yet nothing came out of it in the end.

From Carter Scott to Oscar Clinton, she’d only ever been in love with those two men. Carter had appeared during her innocent years. Back then, he fulfilled her fantasy of a prince charming. At that tender age, which girl wouldn’t wish for a prince to rescue her from the abyss of suffering? It was then that Carter Scott appeared.

At that time, she only dared to have a crush on him. Even though Carter had hinted at her several times, she never had the courage to make the first move. The difference between them hadn’t been insignificant. Although everyone said they looked compatible with their appearance, the contrast between their family background discouraged her. They hovered around each other for years until her graduation, and she entered the Scott Group with his help. Perhaps without his family’s interference, she could’ve gotten together with him. But what’s happened had happened. Many years passed. She and Carter could no longer return to how they were before.

Even if she were to divorce Oscar, it was impossible between Carter and her. She couldn’t get out of that hurdle as too many things had happened. The damage between them was irreparable.

Amelia was feeling complicated inside. To say she wasn’t feeling bitter would be lying. She hadn’t even reached thirty years old, yet had experienced so many things that people her age hadn’t.

If it wasn’t for the little one in her belly, she probably would have collapsed. She might also move to an isolated small town and end her life after divorcing Oscar.

In a trance, Amelia’s eyes reddened and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Looking at her tears, Oscar’s heart ached. But at the thought that she could be crying for the man in the photograph, his heartache turned into irritability and anger.

He wiped the tears with his thumb and said, “Why are you crying?”

Amelia looked at him through her tear-filled eyes, her voice croaking. “Would you feel sorry for me when I cry?”

“No.” At least not now.

His words made her feel slightly hopeless. She smiled bitterly. “You’re straightforward as always, Mr. Clinton.”

Pinching her chin, he said, “Don’t change the subject. Be honest. When did you hook up with Carter Scott?”

She glanced at him briefly and decided to go all out. “Mr. Clinton is aware of that fact that I love money, right? Whoever gives me money, I’ll give them my body. It just so happens Carter Scott has money. How could I let such a good opportunity slip away?”

Oscar’s eyes were burning in rage, his grip on her chin tightening. “Amelia Winters, you’re the most repulsive woman I’ve ever met,” he spat out coldly.

“Thank you for your praise.”

“If the photos had been sent to my parents, remember to explain to my mom clearly. I don’t want you to pollute her ears on top of dirtying her eyes,” Oscar ordered, moving away from her body.

Amelia asked in distress, “You sent the photos to them?”

that vile. I wouldn’t want the whole world to know I’ve

the photographs, it could only

and concealed the emotions in her eyes. “I’ll explain

one who truly dotes on you.

in Amelia’s eyes. She had the urge to explain herself. She had been misunderstood too many times. She didn’t want Oscar to continue

Clintons, she feared it would cause

as if she wanted to cling onto them. She merely didn’t want to be

stood from up the couch and walked toward Oscar. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and said, “Mr. Clinton,

off her hands and pushed her away. He turned around and

bleeding once again. “Do you still refuse to believe

don’t even want to be in the same space as you. Tomorrow, if you wish to explain it to my parents, don’t expect me to speak up for you.” Having said his piece,

the couch in a dazed manner. An unknown amount of time passed before she reached for her bag shakily, taking a long time to find her phone. Her hands

she choked out, “Tiff, my heart hurts, and I don’t feel so well. Will you come

wrong with you, Amelia? Give me a while, I’ll head over

phone, sitting

thirty minutes. Amelia went to answer the door as the doorbell rang incessantly. Seeing how

her whole body slumped against

asked

gave no

yelled, “Oscar Clinton! Oscar Clinton, are you home?

stairs with heavy steps. “What

hospital. If she or the baby were to have anything happen to them, I’ll never let

ran

Oscar carried Amelia into his car and said to Tiffany,

eyes, refusing to give him any

wasting no time to take the driver’s seat. He whipped out his phone and dialed. “Robert, it’s me. Something happened to Amelia. Please get the hospital to prepare for the best doctor

said that, he hung up right

road. Oscar drove as

the car and went to the backseat to carry Amelia, moving her to the stretcher the

outside. Angrily, Tiffany looked at Oscar. “What exactly did you do to Amelia

Oscar spat out,

almost couldn’t catch her breath. She pointed a trembling finger at him. “Are you human, Oscar Clinton? How

Oscar remained silent.

said, “Oscar Clinton, you’re cruel enough. If something happens to Amelia, I

Can you shut