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 a virtuous wife

Clinton. Are you coming back for dinner tonight?

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

Mr. Clinton. I’ll wait up to have

Oscar nodded.

left, Amelia retired

before she freshened up and went out

didn’t have to accompany me, Mrs. Clinton.” Molly continued worryingly, “The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit odd at times. What if someone accidentally

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

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 you are worthy of Mr. Clinton. Any other heiress could never

and I see you as our parent too, Molly. Your hopes for us are

“Good, good.”

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

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

my first time here, are there any deals that I can get for these vegetables? Molly has always praised that

for a pound. As for the bean

this stall. As they continued their grocery shopping,

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

of grocery bags. They bought some chicken and half a pound of pork ribs,

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

Molly? It’s more fun

and agreed to

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

insisted on me moving in with them. They’re really devoted children, so I couldn’t help

sons are so filial. The man that previously came over… was that your youngest son? He seemed like a fine young man. I wonder

a private company previously. Now, he’s

“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,

talented people. All 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,

Although Clinton Corporations do look at an individual’s education levels, it doesn’t mean that 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 of stable temperament, as well as refined and scholarly intellect. If he’s ever free in the future, have him come over more often. We’re all family here,” Amelia

say that some employers are snobbish. They don’t care about us, housekeepers. Sometimes, employers even drastically

“You took care of Oscar as he grew up. You’re already family at this point. I can’t even begin to express

endearing warmth hummed in her

these dishes for him. The man looks so tough and unfeeling on the outside, but deep down, he’s a softie.