Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 163 Show Off Your Affection

When they got back to the apartment, Oscar, who said that he would only be back at night, was already waiting inside. Amelia and Tiffany fell silent in shock when they saw him.

After a while, Amelia broke into a smile. “Mr. Clinton, you’re back.”

Tiffany spared Oscar a glance. Yet, Oscar did not even bother to look at her and walked over to Amelia. His eyes burning hot and intense into hers, making Amelia feel a little warm.

Amelia started to blush and her heartbeat quickened. She broke their eye contact, pretending to tidy her clothes.

Tiffany scowled, then spoke to state her presence. Otherwise, the couple would totally forget about her existence.

“Mr. Clinton, stop looking at her so blatantly. You’ll burn a hole through her soon,” said Tiffany deliberately.

Amelia’s cheeks grew even redder.

Oscar simply shot her a look and said, “You can go now.”

Tiffany laughed boisterously. She lifted the bags in her hands and said, “See these? I went to buy them with Amelia and she invited me to stay for dinner. So, it’s too bad that I’ll definitely be a third wheel today. I don’t think a president like yourself would be so petty to not even let me have a meal, right?”

Oscar looked at the groceries, then at Amelia. Amelia turned to Tiffany and said, “Tiff, put the groceries in the kitchen first. They’re heavy.”

Tiffany shrugged her shoulders and looked smugly at Oscar, forcing him to acknowledge that she still had a place in Amelia’s heart. Even if Oscar wanted to spend time alone with Amelia, she would not just chase her away.

In the end, all Tiffany wanted to do was to challenge Oscar and not let him get what he wanted so easily. She needed to let him know that no matter what, Amelia still had many friends that had her back, and was not someone he could just order around as he pleased.

Tiffany raised the bags in her arms and said, “Mr. Clinton, it’s time to make yourself useful. Take these groceries to the kitchen. A big strong man like you should act more gentlemanly.”

Without another word, Oscar took the bags in her hands and strode into the kitchen.

Tiffany said, “At least he got the cue.”

Amelia was feeling a little helpless. “Tiff, don’t quarrel with him since he’s finally made it home. Both of you are very important to me. I don’t want to see you fighting all the time. It’s making my life difficult.”

“Don’t worry. As long as he doesn’t hurt you, I won’t make things difficult for him. I’ll always consider your feelings first.”

Amelia patted her on the shoulder. “I know you mean the best for me.”

Tiffany shrugged and said, “I think ever since you were exposed to men, you’d totally forgotten about your best friend. You’re always siding with Oscar now and never speak up for me anymore. I’m getting upset.”

did not know what to say to that.

scarce. Oscar’s kind of machismo so I don’t think he’s reliable enough to help you cook, but it would

laughed and said, “Stay for

wheel. Your husband is trying to kill me with his gaze alone. He clearly doesn’t want me here. One day, when he comes to beg me about something concerning you, see

still as she didn’t know how

been fighting like cats and dogs for the past four or five years. Even Amelia’s attempts to mediate had never worked. There was no way for both of them to coexist

were just two

don’t think you’ll get your wish. He’d never beg you for anything involving me. However, there could be a possibility if it is about Cassie,” said Amelia in a neutral

years. I don’t believe that he doesn’t feel anything for you at all. Unless you’re telling me that he’s

a blank look on

intimacy, she only had a handful of good memories with Oscar over the years. He was rarely involved in her life other than providing her with food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Amelia also did not understand how she fell for a man who

found out about her pregnancy. She was

no sense of security in her marriage since their marriage was a love contract bound by terms and conditions. She would always become fearful even when any little

the groceries and washed his hands. When Tiffany saw him, she said, “Mr. Clinton, how does it feel to live in the hospital? You

only spared her a

down in front of Amelia, then caressed her belly and whispered,

“Sweetheart has been good these few days, and didn’t act

softened. He replied in a tender voice, “I missed you

said those sweet nothings. However, once he said it,

watching this from aside,

her hands together and said, “Mr. Clinton, I know you’re a master of flirting, but could you please consider the feelings of others around you before you act all lovey-dovey

If you can’t

already used to

do it. It’s too bad for you, but I’m definitely staying,” replied Tiffany

did not bother

fearing that the two would really start a fight. She did not expect

was taken aback. She subconsciously glanced

says that Mr. Clinton is so refined and classy. Looks like that’s not true. From what I see, you’re

turned to Amelia. “Didn’t you want to cook? I’ll help you. We haven’t

Amelia was rather surprised.

know how to cook?” They had been married for so long, but she had basically never seen him

the tip of her nose and said in a tender, loving voice, “Of

“But the last time…”

didn’t want to

Amelia fell silent.