Too Much To Bear My Love

Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 773

Chapter 773 Disgust Her

Stephanie became disinterested when she noticed Amelia ignoring her. She felt like she had been talking to a brick wall. At that moment, Isabella piped up, “Amelia, I love Oscar. The other day, we kissed because we couldn’t hold back our feelings.

However, he admitted to me that you’re still the woman he loves the most. Even though I can only come in second, I’m still happy. I’m more than content to receive his close attention. I don’t want much. All I want is to stay by his side.”

In an instant, Amelia’s expression darkened. Her hand on her thigh twitched a little. She felt sullen as if there was a stone pressing down on her heart. “Are you done?”

“No, I’m not done. Oscar captured my heart the moment I saw him after returning to the country. It took me almost three years before I could get close to him, get him to kiss me, and get him to say that he would make me his woman. Unexpectedly, you found out about us.

He asked me to leave the company first because he was worried that you would get mad, but I could only get close to him in the company. Can you please forgive him this time? I don’t want to see him feeling so upset because of you.” Isabella made an attempt to guilt-trip Amelia.

Amelia felt even more uncomfortable when she heard that. The photo of Oscar and Isabella kissing kept flashing into her mind. She tried to forget it, but Stephanie and Isabella kept bringing up her scars to make her feel miserable.

“Jolin, let’s get off the car,” said Amelia. Jolin nodded and wanted to open the door, but Isabella locked it. “Open the door,” Jolin ordered. Isabella remained motionless.

The next moment, Jolin pulled out a gun and pressed it against Isabella’s head. “Open the door!” Isabella slowly turned her head around and nearly passed out when she saw the gun pointing right between her eyes.

It was the first time she had ever seen a gun in her life. She had not expected to see something she had only seen on TV in real life one day, and it was pressed against her forehead. “Put the gun down.”

“Open the door.” Jolin did not want to waste any more time. Isabella tried to act tough at first, but Stephanie became terrified and spluttered, “I-Isabella, hurry up and open the door. Are you trying to kill us both?”

Since she did not want to cause any trouble, Isabella quickly unlocked the door. After getting off the car, Amelia made her way into the company without saying a word.

elevator, Jolin gave her a worried look and said, “Mrs. Clinton, Mr. Clinton isn’t someone

and remained silent, looking a

only boss. You’re not supposed to report anything to Oscar unless it’s absolutely necessary. And yet, you told him about the photo without my

Clinton, I just didn’t want

an adult. I can handle my marriage problems myself. I don’t want to depend on Oscar for everything,” Amelia said with a whiff of exhaustion

say something, but in the end, all she could do

to work on the blueprints when she returned to the design department, but her mood remained down in the

However, she reasoned that Amelia had recently gone through too

left. They were still paralyzed by

asked, “Isabella, was that a real gun

so.” I doubt there’s a fake gun

are all very tough. They don’t even take me seriously,” Stephanie said, still shaking with fear. “Oscar really attaches great importance to this woman. With Jolin here, we won’t be able to

but she still put up a tough front and uttered, “At least we’ve

Stephanie felt

to care when she obviously did just now.

Isabella sped away from the company, the corners

we going?” Stephanie

“Let’s go shopping.”

in three days, and I feel like I’m getting rusty staying at home like this. It’s a good thing you left Clinton Corporations. There’s no need to put in so much effort when you’re the daughter of a wealthy family. Isn’t

who can’t do anything but eat, drink, and play like

glance at Stephanie as that thought flashed into her

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