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?”

about that. I’ve been

Oscar nodded.

about that? This issue has affected my routine, and I hope you can help me solve that.” Oscar sat with his legs crossed,

little? You can start by slowly closing your eyes and picturing yourself

accompanied by Rowen’s gentle voice, he pictured himself standing on a vast grassland. He tried his best

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

them vaguely, and he got a little confused. “Actually, I don’t really know how to describe them. Those memories are blurry, and I can’t recall anything else. It just feels familiar, like I’ve experienced

are things you’ve experienced but

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

the heir of the Clinton family, who had intimidated many business tycoons, was now trapped in

Oscar suddenly

quavering voice, “M-Mr. Clinton,

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

Clinton, we haven’t made any

and said, “No thanks. You can empty your schedule and arrange for me

no choice, Rowen could

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

chatted a little with Dr. Combs. I feel much better now. Let’s

nodded to Rowen as a sign of gratitude before leaving

getting inside the car, Amelia looked at Oscar and asked, “Oscar, are you really

looked at her, smiling. “Why wouldn’t I be okay? Don’t worry. I’ll send you home first. I have to attend

Amelia nodded.

leaned closer and kissed her. Then he pulled back and said, “Go on. I’ll come home

“Be

got out of the car and watched

floor. Right after he stepped out of the elevator,

vague and chaotic memories, Oscar was

been waiting for you,”

of Isabella to continue pestering

deep breath and said,

at him with a sad expression, Isabella said, “Oscar, I made all these snacks for you, and I accidentally burned my hand in

reminded of the scene where he and Isabella were chasing after each other on the field. Although the figures in his memories were blurry, his instincts told him they were

not remember sharing that memory with Isabella, but somehow, he could not refuse her at that moment. He had always been cold-hearted, yet lately, he couldn’t

if

deep breath, he said, “Come

eyes. She knew Bernard’s drug and hypnosis must have worked their wonders. Although the effects were not

that thought, she

walked into the office with a stack of documents

you in the conference room. Do you

little when she heard

said Oscar. With that, he turned around and brushed

made all these snacks for you.

take these snacks from Ms. Walker and

the snacks from Isabella, but Isabella

trotted over to Oscar, blocked his path, and

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

the tears brimming in Isabella’s eyes, Oscar felt his heart soften for some reason. However, as he remembered Amelia’s trust in him, his eyes turned cold and he said, “Linda, why are you still standing there? Take

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

was distorted

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

smacked the snack away from the secretary, then stomped

out of nowhere and ruined

sat inside her car and received

as she answered the call, he asked,

tone, “Professor Zabinski, give me

days. I’ll find someone else to get things done if you’re this useless. I can’t postpone my experiment for you,” Bernard warned her

anger and said,

ending the call, she raised her head to look at the skyscraper

car was blocked by another

to her car, knocking on the window. Isabella rolled down the window and asked, “Kurt, what are you up to? There are

lifting a

the dagger. Her pupils shrank a little, and

seat, put on the seatbelt, and drove

I am still the precious daughter of the Walker family. If something terrible happens to me,

her and

Immediately, Isabella clammed up.

pressed the dagger against Isabella’s face and questioned her, “Tell me, what did you do to Boss? I’ll cut your face if you dare hide anything from

panicked and leaned backward slightly. However, she pretended to be tough as she said, “Kurt, what the hell are you doing? I must warn