Too Much To Bear My Love

“Go on.”

“What do you take Amelia for? A wife? A contract partner?”

Oscar glanced at her for a split second. Then he uttered two simple words, “A wife.”

“Good. Then have you ever thought about growing old with her?”

“No.”

Tifanny scowled. This jerk! He really doesn’t beat around the bush, huh… but his straightforwardness makes me want to choke him to death.

“You’re an honest man, Mr. Clinton. But why do I feel like strangling you to death?” Tiffany asked through gritted teeth.

“That’s your problem, not mine.”

Tiffany’s jaw clenched harder. How can this man be so despicable?

She rolled her eyes and retorted, “I guess Amelia can finally give an explanation to Mrs. Scott since you’ve made your stance clear. Mrs. Scott called me today and said she misses Amelia. She also asked if Amelia and Carter have any chance of getting together. At first, I didn’t give a sure answer because you’re still in the picture. But based on your answer just now, I’ll tell Mrs. Scott that Carter can go ahead and pursue Amelia.”

Something dark suddenly flickered in Oscar’s eyes.

“What did you say?”

“I’m sure you’ve heard what I said. I see no need to repeat myself.” Tiffany shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Mr. Clinton, but Amelia is still very popular among the elderly. Although Mrs. Scott initially misunderstood Amelia, she apologized for it afterward. And now she’s trying to mend hers and Amelia’s relationship, especially since she has witnessed Carter’s devotion to Amelia. I’m telling you. If you don’t take Amelia seriously, someone else will. You’re not the only man that desires her in this world.”

“She’s mine. Everyone else can forget about pursuing her.”

“But she won’t be yours if you get divorced. Amelia can behave in however way she pleases with other men. She’s free to flirt and be cared for by others… unless you decide to keep your marriage.”

Oscar’s fists coiled taut, but his face remained relaxed in a calm manner.

“Mr. Clinton. I personally think that your and Amelia’s divorce would be a good decision. She’d be better off in a more reliable relationship with Carter than if she stayed with you. At least he doesn’t have a messy history with other women, and he’ll never cause her emotional pain,” Tiffany spat. She wanted to spark jealousy in Oscar.

Oscar looked at her with an empty stare. “Tiffany, do you know what becomes of those who provoke me?”

“What? You’ll kill off my career in this city, so I can’t make a living?”

“No. I’ll ensure that you’ll never leave this city. Then I’ll make your life here a living hell, making you wish that you were dead. Do you believe that I’m capable of this?”

A chill swelled in Tiffany’s chest, prickling her with gooseflesh down her arms. Sure enough, it wasn’t easy to dance with the devil; one wrong move and she would end up being tortured in hell eternally, not a single piece of her would escape unscathed.

Tiffany believed every word Oscar said. She believed that he told the truth and that he was more than capable of making her life in this city a living hell.

There was no need to ask her why. This was the difference between the rich and the average. As the saying goes, money talks, and anything or anyone could be bought over with money.

because you are Amelia’s friend. But if you continue to say that she is someone else’s woman, then don’t blame me for taking impolite

Although she was terrified, she wasn’t going to

with Amelia, you have exclusive rights over her feelings, whilst she doesn’t get a single say in yours. So why put on an act of concern for her now? Don’t you think

stared straight at

felt like she was no longer

her seat. She wanted to escape from the tense situation. Unfortunately, Oscar stopped her. He pointed at her seat

submission by Oscars’ brisk, commanding voice,

touch with Mrs. Scott?” Oscar

gulped and intentionally challenged back at him, “Mr. Clinton, you’re not going to monitor all my friendships too, are you? I’m not Amelia. I won’t obey you blindly for the sake of being

with your crowd. She’s

before; they were getting divorced, yet

Clinton, don’t you think that’s

“Is it?”

to herself. One of high social standing, with good looks, good education, and had admirable work capabilities. He’s an exceptional man; I’ll give him that. Such a man is definitely qualified to have a woman on each of his shoulders. No one would dare say anything even if he dated an entire harem of

do you know the

a word came

People think that she’s too frivolous and immoral to have as a wife, that whoever marries her will surely feel uneasy. Little do they know, she’s actually well-behaved and has never stepped foot in a nightclub or a bar. Her lifelong dream has always

stood up again. She spoke with a meaningful weight behind her words. “Mr. Clinton. If you truly care, then you should really cherish her more. Losing

I’m heading off now. Do let Amelia know when she gets

Tiffany left. She didn’t want to be

on a tray. She noticed that Tiffany was nowhere to

to attend to some matters,”

then placed the noodles before him and said, “Tiff is

friendly

the whole time. Tiffany was never one to mince her words. And given Oscar’s temperament, it was a miracle that he hadn’t rudely retorted back

tell me what you think

accepting the silverware from her, Oscar chowed down on the noodles. His actions pleased Amelia greatly; she no longer cared about how the noodles tasted. All

more in the pot. Would you like

Oscar shook his head.

and brought them into the kitchen for washing. When she was done, she dried off

Oscar patted the spot next

over and

“Are you still

him sideways. Pretending to be calm,

Tiffany mentioned in our conversation

knew her limits and would never talk nonsense. But at the same time,

“What did she say?”

you and the Scotts.” Oscar probed further into the matter. He asked, “You seem nervous, why’s

herself to face him head-on. After all, Oscar was a man of many faces. He was exceptionally skilled at getting others to say what he wanted them to; hidden underneath his youthful appearance was a cunning man. He was an incredibly

anything between me and the