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

this, Amelia saw him off at the door. “Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are you

as soon as the meeting ends,” Oscar promised. This was an

Mr. Clinton. I’ll wait up to have dinner with

Oscar nodded.

he left, Amelia retired for a

freshened up and went

a bit crowded,

doctor says I’m perfectly healthy. Plus, I haven’t cooked in a while.

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 you can live happily. Maybe because I grew up poor, but I can see that only

and smiled softly. “Oscar and I see you as our parent too, Molly.

“Good, good.”

arrived, almost every vendor 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

ear. “She’s my employer’s daughter-in-law. She happened to have some time today,

the vendor. “Ma’am, seeing that it’s my first time here, are there any deals that I can get for these vegetables? Molly has always praised that your vegetables are

smile, “You flatter me, dear! Alright. I’ll let you have this cabbage at two-fifty for a pound. As for the bean sprouts, that’ll be one for each pound. The cauliflower is

bought a fairly large amount of vegetables from this stall. As they continued their grocery shopping, everyone complimented Amelia every step

stunning

hour at the market before returning with arms full of grocery bags. They bought some chicken

rest, Mrs. Clinton. You can start

you, Molly? It’s more fun to cook together

gave in and agreed

Amelia felt curious about Molly’s life. She asked, “Molly, are you living with your eldest son

my eldest and my daughter-in-law insisted on me moving in with them. They’re really devoted children, so

over… was that your youngest son?

as a manager in a private company previously. Now, he’s a member of the civil service. While he’s

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.

are graduates 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 wise for my son to be a part of such an elite group. After all, he graduated with only a bachelor’s degree. It would embarrass

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 of stable temperament, as well as

other housekeepers from wealthy families; they say that some employers are snobbish. They don’t care about us, housekeepers. Sometimes, employers even drastically

family at this point. I can’t even begin to express how much I respect you;

endearing warmth

for him. The man looks so tough and unfeeling on