Too Much To Bear My Love

Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 110

“It’s hard to say. Let’s wait for the doctor’s diagnosis first.”

Amelia glanced at Oscar dubiously. She was surprised that he could be so calm upon hearing about Cassie’s accident. Is he pretending to be calm on purpose, or is he just cold-hearted by nature? If it’s the latter, then he’s one hell of a heartless man.

Based on how much she knew about him, she would rather he was pretending to be strong on purpose.

Although Amelia did not like seeing him sad because of another woman, if a man could be indifferent toward something major happening to the woman he loved, then such a man would be absolutely terrifying.

“Aren’t you worried, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia probed him.

Oscar pulled her into his arms. “Don’t fret about it. If I act too worried, won’t you get jealous?”

Amelia’s suppressed emotions only got stronger.

“Mr. Clinton, the fact that you’re so calm about this is freaking me out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure how to put it, but I think your reaction isn’t quite right.”

“Do you think I’m being too cold?”

Amelia nodded frankly.

Oscar could not decide whether he should laugh or cry. “Ah, Women… I swear, I can never understand your train of thought. If I worry too much, you’ll say I’m overly worried about other women. If I’m calm, you’ll say I’m being cold-hearted.”

The strange feeling in Amelia’s heart had yet to dissipate.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m just…”

Oscar placed his hand over her mouth. “Alright, that’s enough. Don’t say anything that would make me mad.”

Amelia leaned into his embrace. She no longer bothered to guess how Oscar really felt toward Cassie.

The two sat quietly on the bench. Time slowly ticked away, and in the blink of an eye, the operation had gone on for three hours.

Amelia stared at the red light outside the operating room and frowned. Then, she struck up a conversation with Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, I think you should tell the Yard family about this. Otherwise, if anything happens to Ms. Yard, I’m afraid you won’t be able to explain to them.”

Oscar considered it and nodded in agreement. “I’ll get my chauffeur to take you home first. You’re with child, and it’s way past lunchtime. You going hungry won’t be doing any good for the baby’s development.”

gave it some thought and nodded

it would turn out awkward if she stayed. She was the legal wife, and Cassie the mistress. Currently, the mistress was in the operating room, possibly having a difficult delivery. If she stayed, the Yard

someone

equally exceptional women actually got jealous,

sometimes it was more likely that the men were the bringers

she said to Oscar, “Mr. Clinton, do be careful.

will get beaten

extremely serious. You should know that the Yard family won’t

as he stroked her face, “You’re such a worrywart. Be careful now, or you might become an

Amelia glared at him.

I know you’re worried about me. Please go home. I’ll give you updates on Cassie’s condition,” Oscar deliberately

the

her car. Still feeling worried, she gave Olivia a

got through, Olivia’s motherly voice sounded from the other

have you taken your lunch?” Amelia

had it at

I’ll eat something

you eaten yet?” Olivia asked, already anxious. “Where are you now? I’ll get the maid to prepare some food and send them your way. What’s Molly been doing? Hasn’t she cooked anything for

I just got out of

a problem with the baby?” Olivia got even more

quickly explained, “Mom, I’m fine. It’s Ms. Yard who got admitted to

that. “Why were you with Cassie in the first place? Aha! She’s pestering you again, isn’t she? Oh my gosh! Has that

helpless, Amelia said, “Mom, listen to me. Ms. Yard had an accident, and

of the line, Olivia

“What happened?”

explanation of everything

ensued for a few moments before Olivia spoke again. “Amelia, why don’t you head home first? I’ll make a trip to the hospital. I may not know for sure whose baby she’s having, but since she insists it’s Oscar’s, I can’t ignore that. I’ll go and sort things out for myself. You’re pregnant now, so I don’t want you to take part in any of this. If you ask me,

Amelia listened to Olivia, she could not help but feel equal parts

don’t want other women to threaten your position. I like you. You’ll always be the Clintons’ daughter-in-law for as long as

for the brief thought she had hatched just

“Mom, I’m sorry.”

to me? I know that you’ve suffered a lot of grief in this family. Oscar may

Oscar’s a good

pleased to hear you say that. Hurry home, then. I’ll get the maid to prepare

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