Too Much To Bear My Love

“Be honest with me, Mr. Clinton. How many women have you kissed?” Amelia interrogated. Simmering with jealousy, she looked him boldly in the eye.

Oscar held a straight face. He leaned into her ear and chuckled suggestively, “Are you being jealous?”

A chill crawled up Amelia’s spine, making her head shake furiously. He’s got a nasty habit of getting on my nerves.

“Mr. Clinton, can you be more serious?” Amelia spoke irritatedly and patted his chest again.

He focused his gaze on her. “Will you believe me if I said that you’re the only woman I’ve kissed so affectionately?”

Amelia gazed into the depths of his eyes; people often said that eyes were the windows to one’s soul, that a person’s eyes reveal whether or not they are sincere.

From the intensity in Oscar’s eyes, Amelia believed that his words were true.

Oscar was a man of few words, but his every word brimmed with sincerity.

“Weren’t you like this with your beloved?”

“I’ve told you. I was too busy with work back when I dated Cassie. Plus, Cassie was wilder then. She’d spend more than half a year on travels and shopping trips. We’d barely get a few days to spend time with each other, and when we did, she would cut our time short to be with her girlfriends. So while I was fond of her, I never touched her intimately.”

Amelia’s eyes widened at him. “So, you and Ms. Yard lived as celibates when you were together?”

Oscar shot a glare her way. He tapped her nose and sighed, “Do you have to ruin the mood?”

Amelia chuckled. Her laughter was light and airy, like her happy disposition.

Her heart swelled with joy when she heard that Oscar wasn’t physically intimate with Cassie. At least I have an advantage over Cassie when it comes to physical touch.

Oscar leaned in for another kiss. Before he could take things to the next level, however, his phone rang untimely.

He pulled out his phone and saw his secretary’s name on the caller id.

He answered and said, “Hello?”

Their exchange on the phone wasn’t audible to Amelia.

“I will arrive in half an hour,” Oscar said before ending the call. Then, he nibbled on Amelia’s lips and promised, “I’ll deal with you later tonight.”

hopped off the sofa. She helped put on his suit

“Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are you coming back for dinner tonight? I’ll have

home as soon as the meeting ends,” Oscar promised. This was an unusual sight as he rarely made promises

“Alright. Take care, Mr. Clinton. I’ll wait up

Oscar nodded.

Amelia retired for

afternoon before she freshened up and went out with

“The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit odd at times. What if someone accidentally bumps into you

I haven’t cooked in a while. I

is blessed to have you for a wife. Seeing the two of you being lovey-dovey makes me happy. I’ve worked for the Clintons for many years, and I’ve watched Mr. Clinton grow up before my very eyes, so he’s like a son to me; I really hope that the two of

Molly’s hand and smiled softly. “Oscar and I see you as our parent too, Molly. Your hopes for us are kind. We’ll do our

“Good, good.”

at the farmer’s market greeted Molly. One of them asked excitedly at the sight of her, “Molly, is this your daughter or your daughter-in-law? What a pretty girl. How long has she been pregnant? Not many youngins are willing

to have some time today, so she’s joining

any deals that I can get for these vegetables?

I’ll let you have this cabbage at two-fifty for a pound. As for the bean sprouts, that’ll

As they continued their grocery shopping, everyone complimented Amelia every

day that a stunning

at the market before returning with arms full of grocery bags. They bought some chicken and half a pound of pork ribs, as well

Molly suggested, “You go take a rest, Mrs. Clinton. You can start in

I join you, Molly? It’s more fun

gave in and agreed to

working in the kitchen, Amelia felt curious about Molly’s life. She asked, “Molly, are you living with your eldest

originally wanted to live with my youngest son, but my eldest and my daughter-in-law insisted on me moving in with them. They’re really devoted children, so

laughed softly, “You’re so blessed, Molly. All your sons are so filial. The man that previously came over… was that your youngest son? He seemed like a fine

in a private company previously. Now, he’s

worryingly, “Being a civil service member isn’t too shabby. However, I heard that the salary is low and it’ll be hard to achieve a well-off life, but it’s not entirely impossible. Molly, why don’t you let him work at

from prestigious universities… even the lowest degree holder owns a master’s degree. And let’s not even talk about the foreign doctoral students. I don’t think it’s

higher degree levels are valued above all. Those are just pieces of paper. If someone has a degree but is incapable of work, then they’re basically crippled. I believe that Elijah is a man

they say that some employers are

begin to express how much I respect you; how could I ever look down on

warmth hummed in

vegetables that she bought. Molly tittered next to her, “Mr. Clinton will certainly be touched if he knew that you personally made all these dishes for him. The man looks so tough and unfeeling on the outside, but