Too Much To Bear My Love

Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 146

Chapter 146 I Love Him But My Sanity Is Still Intact

“Babe, can you please have some self-respect? Don’t immediately rush over just because of a single word from that man. You’re a human, not a dog he rears, so you have your dignity. It is either you grow a spine, or I’m going to tie you up.”

Upon hearing this, Amelia burst out laughing. “I know you care about me, Tiff. I promise you I’ll protect myself. I love Oscar Clinton, but my sanity is still intact. Love isn’t everything to me, so I’ll stay sensible. Don’t worry, okay?” she coaxed.

However, Tiffany obviously didn’t believe her.

“You? Sensible? You’ll only stay sensible when pigs fly!”

Amelia was torn between laughter and indignation. This is great… she’s comparing me to a pig!

“Alright, let’s not squabble anymore, Tiff. I’m going up for a while, but I’ll be back very soon.”

All at once, Tiffany shot daggers at her. She was so livid that she was on the verge of bursting a blood vessel.

“You’re simply hopeless! I’ve said so much, yet you’re still adamant to go up and look for Oscar Clinton! What if he deliberately acts all lovey-dovey with Cassie Yard in front of you? You’re now with a child, so even the slightest emotional distress might cause a miscarriage. Are you aware of that?” Tiffany lectured her.

“He’s not such a person,” Amelia countered as she shook her head.

At this, Tiffany swallowed her riposte. “I’ll go with you,” she concurred.

Unexpectedly, Amelia shook her head. “I can manage it, Tiff. Just wait for me here, okay? I’ll be back in no time,” she asserted.

“I’ll give you half an hour. If you don’t return within half an hour, I’ll go and look for you upstairs.”

“Okay.”

Then, Amelia went up by herself and found Oscar at the stairwell he mentioned.

A flash of surprise flittered across her eyes when she saw the cigarette butts scattered at his feet and smelled the choking stench of cigarette smoke lingering in the air.

While she had seen him smoke before, he never smoked as much as he did today, always stopping just after a few puffs.

Her heart instantly clenched, and she was gripped by the urge to weep. Oscar Clinton, is Cassie Yard really that important to you that you uncharacteristically smoked so many cigarettes in the hospital? she wondered.

Her emotions were in a chaotic mess.

My husband is in such a sorry state because of another woman. Meanwhile, I’ve been looking forward to his love endlessly. Yet, I always remain standing on the periphery like a stranger.

When Oscar spotted her, he immediately snubbed out the cigarette in his hand. Then, he took her hand and went downstairs, away from the choking cigarette smoke.

As Amelia stood on the stairs, Oscar pulled her into his embrace without even giving her the chance to ask him what had happened.

Rattled, Amelia then struggled for a bit.

“Stay still and let me hug you for a while,” Oscar implored softly.

still. Slowly lifting her hands that were encircled around his waist, she

asked in

was Oscar hugging her

patted his back like a loving mother, she murmured, “I’m

head into her neck, licking and biting lightly. His breathing became increasingly heavier as well. Instantly, shock swamped

And if someone so happened to glimpse such a passionate scene on the downstairs, it will be

the heavier, Amelia still

restraint yourself, Mr. Clinton,” she reminded with the final shred

nip of her before he finally rested his

her thighs. In a flash, her face flushed bright red,

shoulder, he muttered in a hoarse and alluring voice, “Honey, how I wish

the blush on Amelia’s face deepened, and she appeared

hold and

the feeling of having you

softly, “What happened, Mr.

some insignificant troubles. Everything will be settled soon,” Oscar deflected without answering

out of his embrace, Amelia lifted her eyes and looked at him solemnly, just like a virtuous and loving wife. “I’m here with you. No matter what the problems are, I’ll lend you my

softened when he heard that. It’s truly

wheeled into the operating room again. The doctor said

say that she’ll be fine as long as she

just

merely murmured thoughtfully, “If you’re sad, Mr. Clinton, you can cry. It’s not wrong for a man to cry.

burst into

his chortles, Amelia

the nose. “Aren’t you jealous

this, a glimmer of anguish flickered in her eyes,

I don’t have a legitimate reason to get

hearing her reply, Oscar’s heart abruptly twisted in

“You always have a way of hitting me right where it hurts.

making me sad, Amelia

happen to you and the baby in your belly,” Oscar muttered, seemingly avowing it as he stroked her

a loss. She wanted to lift her

do you mean by that, Mr. Clinton?”

forever until death do us part. But, at this very moment, I truly want to hold this woman, who’s seemingly strong yet fragile at times in my embrace. I won’t allow anyone to

only need to

“I’ve always been very good, Mr. Clinton. Rather, you seem to be the one who’s

about by

her talent. When I’m with her, my mood will take a turn for the better

getting increasingly impudent now. You even dare to

corners of Amelia’s lips lifted, and she whispered, “Mr. Clinton, do you

at once, Oscar cracked up, his deep laughter of delight

a way with

and her mood inexorably improved as

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