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.”

helped put on his suit and tie as

saw him off at the door. “Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are you coming back for dinner tonight? I’ll have Molly prepare

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

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

Oscar nodded.

he left, Amelia retired

four in the afternoon before she freshened up and went out

Molly continued worryingly, “The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit

doctor says I’m perfectly healthy. Plus, I haven’t cooked in a while. I thought I’d surprise Oscar by

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

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

“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

employer’s daughter-in-law. She happened to have some

here, are there any deals that I can get for these vegetables?

“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

As they continued their grocery shopping, everyone

all, it wasn’t every day that a stunning and celebrity-like woman was seen

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

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

you, Molly? It’s

gave in and agreed to her

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

and my daughter-in-law insisted on me moving in with them. They’re really

over… was that your youngest son? He seemed like

private company previously. Now, he’s a member of the civil service. While he’s not earning large sums, his current job is more

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

of them 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 the Thayers’

is incapable of work, then they’re basically crippled. I believe that Elijah is a

decades, and I’ve met other housekeepers from wealthy families; they say that some employers are snobbish. They don’t care about us, housekeepers.

of Oscar as he grew up. You’re already family at this point. I can’t even begin to express how much I respect you; how could I ever look down on you? Besides, only obnoxious people think they’re more superior than everyone

An endearing warmth hummed in

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 deep down, he’s a softie. He will remember dearly what a woman has