Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 234 Get Lost With Nothing Left

Carter licked his lips nervously. “Amelia,” he said in a hoarse voice. “You’re obviously unhappy living with the Clintons. Why are you still placing yourself in such a difficult position?”

Amelia was so furious that all she could do was laugh helplessly. She was tired of being surrounded by people who thought they knew better than she did. Cassie had thought that Amelia was not a worthy match for Oscar and had plotted for their divorce. Stephanie had thought the same and strived to ostracize and humiliate her, to the extent of attempting to involve her in an accident when she was pregnant at that time. Just when she thought she was done with all of those, Carter showed up with an idiotic declaration of love for her.

Amelia was contented with her life, as evidenced by the smile that came involuntarily to her face at the mention of her husband. She had no idea why Carter was so sure that she was unhappy being married into the Clinton family. Why do these people see the things they want to see instead of seeing what is actually there? Why are they refusing to believe what is in front of their eyes?

Somehow, her happiness was so repulsive to behold that people were hellbent on destroying her marriage with Oscar.

She hated those who thought they knew better. Under the pretext of doing things for her own good, they had intrusively meddled in her marriage and even tried to make decisions that would impact the future of her marriage on her behalf.

If everyone around her were like Tiffany, her life would not be as difficult as it was now. Amelia’s marriage was as precarious as thin ice due to the number of opinions and acts of sabotage by people who thought they knew better than she did. Every day she lived in fear of it cracking, plunging her into the icy depths of solitude within.

“Carter, I do not wish to discuss the matter with you anymore. Whether or not I am happy living with the Clintons is up to me. Your opinion is not required or wanted.” Amelia glared at him coldly. “It is possible that you did not have sufficient sleep for you to be spouting off such nonsense. Why don’t you go home and get some rest? We’ll talk further when you are in better control of yourself.”

Amelia turned to leave. However, Carter grabbed her and pulled her into his invasively tight embrace.

Amelia struggled in vain. “Carter, if you do not let go of me this instant, we will no longer be friends.”

Carter grimaced as if trying hard not to cry.

“Amelia, please don’t push me away,” he begged. “You obviously still have feelings for me, otherwise you wouldn’t have sent me those messages. I know that you do love me. Look at what you have sent me.”

As he reached for his phone, Amelia took the opportunity to shove him roughly away. “I don’t care.” Her voice shook with fury. “I have never sent you messages of any kind. You’re emotionally unstable right now. I’m going home, and so should you. I do not wish to be seen with you here and for people to get the wrong idea about us. I do not wish for my husband to have any misunderstanding.”

Carter forced his phone into her hand. “Look, Amelia. It was a message from you to me. Why do you keep denying it? If you didn’t have feelings for me, you wouldn’t send me a message like this.”

rage within her, she took his phone and examined the messages, the color draining from her face

came from her number, as Carter claimed. However, the sultry and suggestive contents were definitely not written

she had managed to regain control of her own

me? You still have me in your heart. Should you intend to pursue vengeance

felt as if she had fallen headfirst into a very deep trap laid by a sinister enemy. With a sudden awareness of having every

hardly believe the cruel intent of the person who seemed to hate her

regain composure, Amelia instinctively stepped backward with Carter hot on

not follow me.” Amelia was

plea, gazing at her with an odd mixture of

Out of all the people who seemed to think

on a look of grim determination. “Carter, please leave. I don’t think it’s a good idea for us to even talk if there is no need to. I hope

that, Amelia turned to

after her and grabbing her by the arm again. “Amelia, you do love me, otherwise

do not wish for

“Amelia, you do love me,” he said seriously. “Why couldn’t you open

enough. With both hands clutching her head in

“I love my husband and child, and I love my in-laws. We have been friends for so many years, please leave me alone. Please stop telling me you love me. I do not wish for my marriage to be damaged as a result of your meddling.

messages he had based his entire declaration of

felt deeply hurt at the realization. He had been feeling so passionate and jubilant as he was driving himself over to the Clinton residence. In contrast, his dreams had been dashed

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled with great

a wary distance. “I don’t think we should be communicating with each

Somebody must have stolen your phone to send those

his behest, Amelia’s breathing resumed its normal

the chances of Amelia listening to whatever

still loved me. Unexpectedly, I was acting under a delusion. Please forgive me for what I had said earlier. I wish the best for