Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 847 Where I Brought Tony

After Amelia calmed Tony down, she went to the study to look for Oscar. She opened the door to see Oscar staring at a document on the table. Her heart leaped to her throat as she hurried over to him.

“Oscar,” she called out. It took Oscar a moment to raise his head. He shot Amelia a complicated look before the judging look in his eyes slowly faded away.

“Oscar, what’s the matter? Why are you staring at me like that?” Amelia asked as she forced out a smile. Getting to his feet, Oscar walked past his study table and went to Amelia. He lowered his head to look at her and asked, “Did I upset you earlier?”

Amelia blinked innocently. “Did you? I only saw a man who adores me greatly.” Oscar chuckled out loud. Her words managed to get rid of the doubts in his heart.

He held her hand, led her to the couch, and pulled her so that she was sitting on his lap. “Amelia, I didn’t leave you downstairs on purpose. Many chaotic scenes appeared in my brain out of nowhere, so I made up an excuse to come to the study. I don’t know what is wrong with me. Maybe I should get it checked at the hospital.”

Listening to his honest answer, Amelia couldn’t help but comfort him. “You were just too busy and didn’t get to rest well, silly. You’re an outstanding man, so you have to bear a lot of pressure. Come, let me help you relax by giving you a head massage.”

Oscar relaxed and shut his eyes. While giving him a massage, Amelia asked, “Oscar, is this all right?”

Oscar bobbed his head in response.

Amelia observed him thoughtfully as she massage him.

They enjoyed almost an hour of leisure time together before Oscar had to get back to work. Amelia left the study and went downstairs.

“Molly, please take care of Tony. I’m heading to the market to buy some ingredients that the boys love. I will be cooking tonight. Tony loves my honey BBQ pork ribs,” Amelia said to Molly with a smile.

Molly gave her an affectionate one in return. “Mrs. Clinton, let me get the ingredients. You must be tired after taking care of Mr. Anthony these few days. I know you love both Mr. Clinton and Mr. Anthony, but there is no hurry.”

Amelia shook her head. “Molly, I’m not tired. I want to cook for them for the rest of my life.”

Failing to persuade her to change her mind, Molly could only let her be.

The moment Amelia took the elevator downstairs, Jolin had already driven the car over to pick her up.

“Mrs. Clinton,” Jolin greeted her.

“Jolin, didn’t you send someone to tail Isabella? Why didn’t you tell me in advance when she came to my house?”

Jolin hesitated before answering, “Mrs. Clinton, Boss actually stopped us from tailing Ms. Walker a few days ago. I was afraid you might overthink, so I didn’t tell you about it.”

Amelia lowered her head and fell into deep thought as various expressions crossed her face.

Jolin gazed at her worriedly. “Mrs. Clinton, are you all right?”

Amelia snapped out of her reverie and turned to look at Jolin. “Did Oscar really stop you from tailing Isabella? What else did he say?”

Jolin pondered over her question and answered, “Boss didn’t really say anything. All he said was that Ms. Walker wasn’t actually that annoying, and we shouldn’t make things difficult for her on purpose.”

shut her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear. She had regained her

buy pork ribs and

She swallowed a lump in her throat and asked, “Mrs. Clinton, are

Amelia’s lips as she replied,

a word, and silence

knows how much Boss loves you. He could even sacrifice his own life for you. I am pretty sure the woman has nothing to do with

afraid that Isabella will do something to him. He has the wrong feelings whenever he sees Isabella now. In the

she assumed the latter was thinking too much. “Mrs. Clinton, that shouldn’t be the case. You’re thinking too much.” However, recalling how her employer had been treating Isabella differently now, she felt furious on Amelia’s behalf and thought it could be possible. “Mrs.

“Send Hugo there, then.”

But feeling worried the next moment, she asked, “Mrs. Clinton, even if we managed to get the expert to come here, how should we mention it

about it and said, “I’ll tell

didn’t say her thoughts out loud. Mrs. Clinton, even though Boss adores you, he probably

horrible stuff previously. In fact, she had seen how black magic had caused a wealthy man to age quickly. She thought

to admit that Isabella was cruel enough to come up with

think we should send someone to Thymion for now. If Boss is under the influence of black magic, there is no way Isabella can still hover around him but still fail to get into his

and flashed a

my sake, he’ll get upset with me deep down. I don’t want to be a fool who creates an opportunity for my

sigh of relief. She was scared that Amelia would act recklessly and send someone to Thymion

market, Amelia bought

the engine. “Mrs. Clinton, I have an idea. Why don’t I sneak into the Walker residence at night to interrogate Isabella? I’m

nodded. “Thank you,

to do

Amelia chuckled lightly.

at the apartment, Amelia went into the kitchen and

enjoyed dinner together as though

Jolin changed into a black outfit and

away from the Walker residence in a forest. Then, she avoided the security guards and sneaked into

in when a pebble hit her ankle, causing her to wince in pain and nearly release her hands. Upon calming herself down, she turned over her shoulder, and when she saw the person

slid down the pipe and

doing here?” she greeted respectfully, standing in front of

Isabella’s house and didn’t know that

shown up here, she knew

hands were folded behind his back as he hid in the dark. In a low voice, he demanded, “Jolin, who allowed

her head low. “Boss, I was curious what the Walker residence looked like. That’s why

“Go back

their security system and left. Outside, Jolin gazed at Oscar’s back silently. She pondered briefly before

her a pointed look. “Jolin, you have no right to interfere

and knows when to back off instead of stressing others. I thought they were the

Jolin thought about it, the more indignant she got. She couldn’t help but demand, “Boss, have you fallen in love with Ms. Walker? She may have a better figure than Mrs. Clinton, but other

eyes when he heard what Jolin had to say. He didn’t know why he had come after Jolin. After overhearing the conversation between Jolin and Amelia in the kitchen, he couldn’t stop himself from coming after Jolin. Deep down,

kept replaying themselves in his mind today as though they were scenes from a movie. He wanted to take a better

was aching, no thanks to the scenes, when suddenly a woman’s face appeared in his mind. He immediately recognized her as Isabella. However,

I need to see a doctor soon or risk getting