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.

affected my routine, and I

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

accompanied by Rowen’s gentle voice, he pictured himself standing on a

try to describe the memories you’ve been recalling recently? Try to describe them as much as possible,” said

Those memories are blurry, and I can’t recall anything else. It just feels familiar, like I’ve experienced it before,

memories are things you’ve experienced but you’ve chosen to

firmly. But the next second, he grew perplexed. “Or maybe I

Rowen could finally tell that the heir of the Clinton family, who

when Oscar suddenly opened his eyes and

a quavering

head. “Dr. Combs, I think that’s all for today.

made any progress

a hand down his face and said, “No thanks. You can empty your schedule and arrange for me

no choice, Rowen could only see him

out of the office, Amelia asked in surprise, “Oscar, you’re done

Combs. I feel much better

Rowen as a sign of gratitude before leaving the clinic with

at Oscar

send you home first. I have to attend a meeting at

Amelia nodded.

Amelia home, Oscar leaned closer and kissed her. Then he pulled back and said,

flushed. “Be careful

car and watched Oscar drive

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

Oscar was

I’ve been waiting for

of Isabella to continue

breath and said, “Get

and I accidentally burned my hand in the process.

figure in his memories again. In the next second, he was reminded of the scene where he

memory with Isabella, but somehow, he could not refuse her at that moment. He had always been cold-hearted, yet lately, he couldn’t bring himself to be cold toward her. However, he knew

as if

breath, he said,

have worked their wonders. Although the effects were not apparent, she believed she could achieve her goals if she put in more

that thought, she was secretly

into the office with

for you in the conference room. Do you

expression darkened a little

said Oscar. With that, he turned around

I made all these snacks for you. Don’t you

these snacks from Ms. Walker and share them with the others in the

the snacks

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

flashed across Linda’s eyes when she took in Isabella’s pretentious

turned cold and he said,

and said, “Ms. Walker, thank you for the snacks.” Then, she told another secretary to share the snacks with

face was

While holding the last piece, she walked over to Isabella. “Ms. Walker, there’s one left. Do you

the snack away from the secretary,

to succeed, but Linda appeared out of nowhere

Clinton Corporations, Isabella sat inside her car

she answered the call, he asked, “When

harsh tone, “Professor Zabinski, give me a couple more days. I will get it done

if you’re this useless. I can’t postpone my experiment for you,” Bernard warned her for the very last

anger and said, “All right, I

her head to look at

her way back, her car was blocked by

the window. Isabella rolled down the window and asked, “Kurt, what are you up to? There are many people coming and going here. Are you trying to rob and kill

a dagger, he pointed at her neck. “Move

shrank a little, and she obediently moved to

sat 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

and said

Immediately, Isabella clammed up.

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

the dagger on her face, Isabella panicked and leaned backward slightly. However, she pretended to be tough as she said, “Kurt,

Let’s see if it’s faster for me to