Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 129 You Fight For Your Relationship

Amelia stopped and turned around. “Ms. Larson, when you fight for your relationship, you have to make it seem like you’re generous. Sometimes, men won’t believe in things as easily as you think they would.”

With that said, she left.

Amelia had wanted to leave the hospital immediately, but right after she reached the first floor, her phone rang.

When she took it out of her bag, she realized it was Oscar calling.

Picking up the call, she muttered, “Hello?”

“Where are you?”

“Downstairs. I’m about to go back.”

“Didn’t I tell you we were having lunch together? Stay where you are. I’ll go to you right away.”

Staring at the screen after the call ended, the corner of Amelia’s lips lifted. She then kept her phone in her bag and obediently waited for him in the same spot.

Oscar was swift to come down. Right as he exited the elevator, Amelia’s burning gaze was on him.

Striding over, the man said, “Let’s go.”

Amelia walked beside him until they reached the car. Once they were both in the car, Oscar buckled the seatbelt for her and asked, “What would you like to eat?”

After a moment of contemplation, she replied, “I feel like eating something spicy.”

Oscar nodded and made a call. After a few minutes, he then ended the call and informed her, “I’ve reserved a room for us. We’ll order when we reach.”

Amelia nodded and leaned back on her seat.

“Mr. Clinton, how is Ms. Yard doing?”

Glancing at her, Oscar replied, “The doctor said she’s recovering well. She’ll be able to go home to rest in a few days.”

“Does she want to discharge herself from the hospital so soon?” Amelia abruptly voiced.

Instantly, Oscar scowled.

As if his reaction was within her expectations, Amelia chuckled and said, “She doesn’t want to be discharged, does she?”

Oscar fell silent, and it meant that she was right.

Amelia let out a dry laugh. “Congratulations, Mr. Clinton, it seems like she adores you so much that she doesn’t even want to spend a second away from you. Once she’s out of the hospital, I’m sure she’ll convince her whole family to persuade you to divorce me. When that happens, they’ll persuade you to marry her instead.”

After a pause, she continued, “Mr. Clinton, although I want to congratulate you, I don’t think it feels good to be forced, right?”

Oscar’s scowl deepened. “You—”

who found the way to blackmail someone, Amelia grinned. “I’m sorry, Mr. Clinton.

that, Oscar sighed

look on her face, she muttered, “I think Ms. Yard is clinging to you. You promised to marry her too.

about

cheeks, Amelia exclaimed dramatically, “Is my expression that obvious, Mr.

you that keen on divorcing me? Didn’t you say you couldn’t bear to leave me a while

herself did she nonchalantly respond, “Honestly, aren’t we comical? We keep coming back

the one who keeps mentioning

back then, but now I do. I’ve fallen hard for

wheel stilled for a moment. However,

you admitting that

for you. Unfortunately for me, it seems like

that moment, Oscar felt as if his

at the woman seated next to him. His menacing gaze that landed on her frightened her, and she stuttered,

placed his hand behind

was only then he voiced, “Are you really in love with

glistened as her face heated up

you really in love with

of the window. “Mr. Clinton, are you that happy to

me,”

deep breath was what Amelia took before she turned to look at him. When the two locked eyes, they

kiss Amelia’s lips, the

Oscar’s expression promptly darkened.

cheeks before she took her phone out of her bag. A glance at the screen

surprise, but Amelia picked up the call nevertheless.

wants to see you. Can you come? The doctor said not to agitate him in this state, and I’m

that, Amelia froze. She never thought Carter would want to see her the moment he

you hear

her senses, Amelia

see you. Can you come? He’s quite emotional

sorry. I’m going to lunch with my husband right now, so it’ll have

sounded as if she was going to burst into tears at any time. “Amelia, please. I’m begging you. Carter is quite agitated right now, and the doctor said

end, she relented. “I’ll go to you

“Thank you, Amelia.”

not

woman apologetically muttered, “Mr. Clinton, I’d have to trouble you to send me to the

took a deep breath.

please send me to the hospital. Jennifer told me he’s quite agitated right

look.

stared

starve.” With that said, Oscar

your lunch by yourself. Carter’s my friend, and I can’t

unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to open the door. However, Oscar grabbed her head and hissed, “Amelia, am I

Amelia huffed, “That isn’t what I

two choices now. One is to have lunch with me, and the other is to go to