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

door. “Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are

ends,” Oscar promised. This was an unusual sight as he

I’ll wait up

Oscar nodded.

he left, Amelia retired for a

before she freshened up and went out with

Mrs. Clinton.” Molly continued worryingly, “The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit odd

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

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

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

“Good, good.”

excitedly at the sight of her, “Molly, is this your daughter or your daughter-in-law? What

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

my first time here, are there any deals that

brightened the vendor’s mood immediately. She answered with a chirpy smile, “You flatter me, dear! Alright. I’ll let you have this cabbage at two-fifty for a pound. As for

stall. As they continued their grocery

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

arms full of grocery bags. They bought some chicken and half a

returning to their residence, Molly suggested, “You go take a rest, Mrs.

Molly? It’s more fun to

in and agreed to her

She asked, “Molly, are you living with your eldest son and

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 I couldn’t help but

was that your youngest son? He seemed like a fine young man. I wonder if his life

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

low and it’ll be hard to achieve a well-off life, but it’s not entirely impossible. Molly,

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

incapable of work, then they’re basically crippled. I believe that Elijah is a man of stable temperament, as well as refined and scholarly intellect. If he’s ever free in the future, have him

Mrs. Clinton. I’ve worked here for decades, and I’ve met other housekeepers from wealthy families; they say that some employers are snobbish. They don’t care about us, housekeepers. Sometimes, employers even drastically deduct wages

to express how much I respect you; how could I ever look down on you? Besides,

warmth hummed in

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 done for him.