Too Much To Bear My Love

Chapter 848 Fell Into Despair

Oscar picked Tony up and touched Amelia’s cheek. “You followed me to the Walker residence, didn’t you?”

Amelia smiled faintly. “So, you knew everything.” With Tony in his arm, Oscar put his other arm around her and walked upstairs. He put Tony to bed before heading back with her to their bedroom. Amelia asked, “Oscar, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Oscar pursed his lips and remained silent. A hint of disappointment flashed across Amelia’s eyes as she breathed, “Oscar, things between us were fine at first. Can you tell me why you’re caring so much about Isabella now? Have you really fallen in love with her?”

“No.” Oscar sighed and pulled her into his arms. “If everything I’ve done for you is not enough to make you believe me, then I am not sure how much better I should do to gain your trust again.”

Amelia leaned against his chest quietly, listening to his regular heartbeat. “Let’s go to sleep. I’m a little tired.”

Oscar looked a little surprised. He lowered his head, staring at Amelia’s soft hair, and asked, “Don’t you have more questions for me?”

“Didn’t you ask me to believe in your love for me? I believe your love for me can stand up to scrutiny, so why should I keep questioning you about that?” Amelia looked up and blinked innocently.

Oscar could not stop his lips from curling upward at that sight. He stroked her hair and said, “I promise what happened today will never happen again.”

Hearing that, Amelia nodded in response.

Oscar held her chin, leaning lower to kiss her. Then, he gently placed her on the bed behind them before pressing on top of her.

After an intimate moment together, Amelia put away the doubts about him to the back of her head and fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, Oscar felt even more refreshed than before. He lowered his head and watched Amelia sleeping soundly. The look in his eyes grew more affectionate. He reached out and brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, then leaned closer and kissed her lips softly. When he pulled back, he said with great tenderness, “Amelia, I’m sorry for upsetting you tonight. I promise this will not happen again. I’ll see a psychiatrist tomorrow.”

Amelia was clueless about his decision as she continued to sleep soundly, and she even murmured, “Oscar, Tony and I love you very much.”

Oscar’s smile widened when he heard that.

The next day, after having breakfast, Oscar said, “Amelia, I’ve made an appointment with Dr. Rowen Combs, a well-known psychiatrist in our country. Why don’t you come with me?”

Holding the napkin, Amelia looked at Oscar in surprise. “Oscar, why did you make an appointment with a psychiatrist? Who’s got a psychological problem?”

“It’s for me,” said Oscar.

Amelia parted her lips a little, staring at Oscar as if he was messing with her. “Oscar, that’s not funny. Why are you seeing a psychiatrist when you’re doing just fine?”

“Just come with me and don’t ask any questions. Please?”

On second thought, Amelia seemed to understand why he needed to see a psychiatrist. Perhaps he thought something was wrong with him to suddenly change his mind about Isabella.

The thought that no one else could treat her the same as Oscar, who seemed to have convinced himself that he was mentally ill, made her heart skip a beat.

“Oscar, you don’t have to do this. I believe you aren’t cheating on me.” Amelia smiled.

Oscar said bluntly, “But I won’t allow you to feel upset, especially when you’re upset because of me.”

In the end, Amelia agreed to go to the appointment with him.

Upon arriving at Faith Psychiatric Clinic, a tall receptionist in a nurse uniform led them inside an office.

Rowen stood up and extended a hand to Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, you’re here. Let’s relax a little and have a chat.”

Oscar shook his hand.

Rowen shook hands with Amelia as well and greeted, “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Clinton.”

Amelia smiled. “Dr. Combs, just call me Amelia.”

Rowen smiled. “Don’t call me doctor. You can call me Rowen instead. Everyone here calls me by my first name. It makes me feel closer to everyone. There’s no need for formality here.”

Amelia had a better impression of this psychiatrist, who was already in his sixties.

Rowen invited the two to sit on the couch and asked casually, “Mr. Clinton, would you rather have Mrs. Clinton join the session, or do you want her to wait for you outside?”

Before Oscar could say anything, Amelia beat him to it. “I’ll wait for you outside.”

Then she stood up and walked out of the office.

Sitting with his hands crossed, Rowen, like a kind and caring old man, said, “Mr. Clinton, let’s chat casually.”

Oscar looked at him and said, “Dr. Combs, you are quite reputable in this field, and that is why I told my assistant to arrange an appointment with you today. But then, I hope no one finds out I am seeing a psychiatrist. I’m sure you understand what I mean, right?”

Rowen was still smiling as he said, “Mr. Clinton, don’t worry about that. I’ve been a psychiatrist for over thirty years. You can trust my professionalism.”

Oscar nodded.

complicated and messy memories lately, and I don’t know when those memories occurred. They feel vaguely familiar to me. Can you enlighten me about that? This issue has affected my routine, and I hope you can help me solve that.” Oscar sat with

and asked tentatively, “Mr. Clinton, can you try to relax a little? You can start by slowly closing your eyes and picturing yourself standing on a vast, peaceful grassland. All right.

Oscar closed his eyes. Then, accompanied by Rowen’s gentle voice, he pictured himself standing on a vast grassland. He tried his best to relax, but his mind was

you try to describe the memories you’ve been recalling recently?

know how to describe them. Those memories are blurry, and I can’t recall anything else. It

things you’ve experienced but you’ve

Oscar answered firmly. But the next second, he grew

that the heir of the Clinton family, who had intimidated many business tycoons,

something when Oscar suddenly opened his eyes

Rowen asked in a quavering

his gaze and shook his head. “Dr. Combs, I think that’s all for today. I’ll come again

“Mr. Clinton, we haven’t made any progress today. Why don’t we continue our

hand down his face and said, “No thanks. You can empty your

no choice, Rowen could only see him

office, Amelia asked in surprise, “Oscar, you’re

a little with Dr. Combs. I feel much better now. Let’s go,” Oscar

a sign of gratitude before

Amelia looked at Oscar and asked, “Oscar, are you

worry. I’ll send you home first. I

Amelia nodded.

pulled back and said, “Go on. I’ll come home

cheeks flushed. “Be careful on the

out of the car and watched Oscar

the elevator and went to the top floor. Right after he stepped out of the elevator, he bumped

by his vague and chaotic memories, Oscar was not in the mood to be friendly

for you,” said

of Isabella to

breath

him with a sad expression, Isabella said, “Oscar, I made all these snacks for you, and I accidentally burned my hand in the process. Why don’t you eat

eyes, Oscar could not help recalling Isabella’s blurry figure in his memories again. In the next second, he was reminded of the scene where he and Isabella were chasing after each other on the field. Although the figures in his memories

always been cold-hearted,

as if someone had

another deep breath, he said, “Come

Although the effects were not apparent, she believed she could achieve her goals if she put in more

thought, she was

then, Linda walked into the office with a stack of documents and

waiting for you in the conference room. Do you want to have the meeting now or postpone it?” Linda

a little when

now,” said Oscar. With that, he turned around and brushed past Isabella to head

I made all these snacks for you.

glanced at Linda and said, “Linda, take these snacks from

nodded. She was about to take the snacks from

to Oscar, blocked his path, and said weakly, “Oscar, have some

across Linda’s eyes when

him, his eyes turned cold and he said, “Linda, why are you still standing there? Take the snacks from Ms.

the dessert box from Isabella and said, “Ms. Walker, thank you for the snacks.” Then, she told another secretary to share the snacks with the other colleagues

face was distorted with

all the snacks to the other secretaries and assistants in the office. While holding the last piece, she walked over to Isabella. “Ms. Walker, there’s one left. Do you want

from the secretary, then

nowhere

Isabella sat inside her car and received a call

soon as she answered the call, he asked, “When is he coming

Isabella replied in a harsh tone, “Professor Zabinski, give me a couple more days. I

to get things done if you’re this useless. I can’t postpone my experiment

and said, “All

her head to look at the skyscraper and

car was blocked

asked, “Kurt, what are you up to? There are many people coming and going here. Are you trying to rob and kill me, or are

condescendingly. Then, lifting a

dagger. Her pupils shrank a

in the driver’s seat, put on the seatbelt, and drove

grabbed her seat and forced herself to stay calm as she asked, “Kurt, what are you doing? You should know that it’s illegal to murder someone. I am still the precious daughter of the Walker family. If something terrible happens to me, the Walkers will not sit idly by. Also, there are surveillance cameras around the area where you

glanced at her and said coldly,

Immediately, Isabella clammed up.

them to a crowded park. He pressed the dagger against Isabella’s face and questioned her, “Tell me, what did you do to Boss? I’ll cut your face if

she pretended to be tough as she said, “Kurt, what the hell are you doing?

“Try me. Let’s see if it’s faster for me to kill you or