Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 852 Successful Hypnosis

While Kurt and Hugo were in hot pursuit of Oscar, Jolin gave Amelia a call to update her.

No sooner had Amelia dashed out while still being on the line than Jolin stopped her car right in front and opened the door.

Upon getting in, Amelia asked, “Jolin, did Oscar really drive Isabella away?”

“Mrs. Clinton, that's what everyone saw. Something must have happened for Isabella to leave with Boss in the middle of the night. Tonight is the key. If she manages to escape, I'm afraid tomorrow... Don't worry just yet. Hugo and Kurt are on their tail. I'm confident that they'll find Boss,” Jolin said, knowing Amelia's concerns.

If Oscar weren't located that night, he might not be able to recognize her and Tony anymore.

The situation was truly ironic. Even though they spent most of the time together, Oscar was still taken away from her right under her nose.

Throwing Amelia a glance, Jolin reassured her, “Don't worry, Mrs. Clinton. We'll definitely rescue Boss. As someone who controls Clinton Corporations and leads a myriad of other organizations, he won't be easily manipulated by Isabella.”

Amelia let out a wry laugh. “Jolin, if Oscar no longer knows who I am and insists on a divorce, I hope you'll take good care of him. Whenever he's caught up with work, remind him to have regular meals or his gastric pain would act up. Even though I know that someone will replace me by his side, I'm still worried about him being too engrossed with work and stressed out when he sleeps. Anyway, please keep an eye on him for me. He may look strong on the outside but is actually fragile inside. Since fate has forced us to become strangers, there's little I can do. But one day, I'll return stronger and take him back. I'll never abandon him. Take care of him while I'm gone.”

Feeling a squeeze in her heart, Jolin floored the accelerator as they sped out of the mansion. When the guard at the door saw so many cars leaving in a short time, he decided to report it to Olivia.

On the road, Jolin said, “Mrs. Clinton, don't let your pessimism get the better of yourself. Someone as kind as Boss will never forget you. Tomorrow, he'll be back, and all this might be nothing but a prank of his.”

Shaking her head, Amelia replied softly, “He will never fool around with our relationship. He can't bear to see me sad.” When he looked at me as if I was a stranger and threw my hand aside, I knew in that instant he no longer remembers who I am.

As of then, she was worried about the kind of black magic Isabella seemed to have cast upon Oscar, as there was still plenty she didn't know about.

Right then, Jolin's phone rang, and Kurt's voice rang out after she answered the phone. “We have lost track of Boss. How is Amelia doing? You didn't tell her that Isabella left with Boss, did you?”

The question caused Jolin to glance at Amelia. “Mrs. Clinton is right beside me.”

After a brief silence, Kurt asked, “Is she doing okay?”

“Yes. Where are you now? I'll meet up with you guys,” Jolin replied.

Kurt provided an address.

“All right. We'll be there in half an hour.” Upon ending the call, Jolin racked her brain on how to break the news to Amelia.

However, Amelia preempted her. “Did they lose them?”

Jolin nodded but quickly added, “Don't worry, Mrs. Clinton. We'll figure out another way to locate Boss.”

Amelia changed the topic. “Didn't you mention meeting up with them? Let's go.”

Jolin gave her a concerned look.

Amelia decided to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Seeing that, Jolin drove both of them to the agreed meeting point to reunite with Hugo and Kurt.

The moment she alighted and only saw two of them, she asked, “Where are the rest?”

“They're still giving chase,” Hugo answered.

Kurt's eyes fell upon Amelia. She swiftly averted his gaze as she said, “Let's go back. There's no way we can catch up given how fast Oscar drives. Let's take a break. I'm sure everyone is exhausted by now.”

When she walked toward the car, Kurt grabbed her hand by reflex.

Turning her head around, Amelia looked at his hand that was on hers before looking up at him. “Kurt, what's wrong?”

He gave her a thoughtful look, and his eyes failed to hide his concern for her. “Amelia, are you really all right? Don't worry. I have dirt on Isabella. If she dares to get close to Boss, I'll expose all of it. The resulting backlash online will prevent her from ever joining the Clinton family.”

Amelia laughed bitterly. “Kurt, you don't think that Oscar loves me anymore too, do you?”

Tightening his grip on her hand, Kurt frantically clarified, “Amelia, I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I was just trying to say that you're the only person Boss cares about and Isabella is nothing to him. You shouldn't let your thoughts get carried away.”

“Kurt, thank you for your concern. I understand you mean well. It's just that you're bad at consoling others. You can't be so clumsy with your words when you get a girlfriend next time.”

Kurt opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but no words escaped his lips.

Hugo patted Kurt on his shoulder, cueing him to let Amelia's hand go. At the end of the day, it would be inappropriate for him to cross the line in their relationship as employer and employee.

Kurt released her reluctantly.

Expressionlessly, Amelia said, “Let's go.”

Left without a choice, Jolin drove Amelia back. However, Amelia got her to stop the car when they were half a kilometer away from the Clinton residence.

Jolin stopped the car and asked, “Mrs. Clinton, what is it?”

drive us inside? I want to wait for Oscar to

car into the woods by

them, followed them in

the same and explained, “Mrs. Clinton wants to look at the

to indicate his acknowledgment

abruptly, “I should have killed that woman, and all this wouldn't have

you can escape the long arm of the law. I know you feel bad for Mrs. Clinton, but it isn't a reason to act hastily. In fact, this is the second time Boss divorced

glint in them as he declared through gritted teeth, “For Amelia's sake,

anything happens to you, do you think she won't feel guilty? You

a deep breath, Kurt decided to close his

might cross Oscar's threshold. As of now, no one knew

rare opportunities for her to get close to him. If she did not succeed this time, the bodyguards in the shadows would protect him and death would be what awaited her. Just like that particular night, if Oscar

hired by Oscar

Isabella paced back and forth, mumbling to herself,

supported him as she asked, “Professor

hypnosis. Even if his memories have been switched, he can recover them anytime. You have to be prepared and not come crying to me later,” Bernard explained in a weak voice. This time, his subject was the most stubborn he had ever encountered, dealing a devastating

her brows tightly knitted, Isabella asked, “Professor Zabinski, if I bring him here frequently for hypnosis,

plan to turn him into a useless retard, you're most welcome to do

to his room to

you can make him love me, I'll continue funding your lab. Isn't that what you've always dreamed of? With

Bernard's eyes as he pondered briefly. “I'll

that case, I'll be leaving the matter in

having someone bring Oscar to the car, she put on his seatbelt for him before circling over to the

over him, she reached out to stroke his face as she murmured, “Oscar, I did all of this for you, and I

their

Oscar

by his side even

hand. But don't you worry. Even though the drug has its side effects, you'll be fine as long as you recuperate properly.” Isabella spoke in an affectionate tone while Oscar

against his shoulder, sleep

upon opening her eyes was to

up, she gently slapped his face as

shot her a sharp glare before grabbing her hand

reaction, Isabella asked uneasily, “Oscar, do you know who I

Oscar's eyes softened as he let go of her hand. “You're my lover, silly. Did you disturb me from my sleep just to pull

said I was your lover, didn't you? Can you say

said

Isabella threw herself into his arms and kissed him

lips came into contact with hers, the first sensation

to push her

wrong?” Isabella asked,

clueless, Oscar cooked up a random excuse. “My

Isabella laugh out loud and commented, “Oscar, you

within him intensified, he gave Isabella a suspicious

sweet voice, “Why? Do you not like it? But

smiled at her affectionately. “Whatever you wish. All

could not dismiss the niggling suspicion and

his and suggested, “Oscar, shall we have breakfast together? You've been so busy at work that we haven't had the opportunity

“Let's go and pick Tony up.

heart skipped a beat. “Oscar, you still

with your jokes. He's our son. It would be terrible if I didn't remember

on Isabella's face

third wheel? It wasn't a problem for you before.” Oscar's smile faded

of Amelia in Oscar's mind. Not only has Amelia become the woman he hates the

love kidding with you. Who in the world will ever see their child as a third wheel?” Isabella patted him on the shoulder and laughed. “Let's

then did

nose a cheeky scratch before settling into the driver's seat. After she put on her own

probed, “Oscar, you used to help me put on my seatbelt. Why didn't you do

you.” Despite his words, Oscar felt irritated at Isabella's need to be pampered. Although

were having breakfast, chaos erupted at the Clinton

get through because his phone had been turned

until she tried calling Amelia repeatedly that she

“Amelia, I've been calling Oscar and you all day. Why did you only answer now? I was worried sick, especially after what happened yesterday. Tell me, is there something wrong going on between the two of you? Whatever it is, just come back first.

home

Olivia said, “Just come home first. We'll talk when you're

hanging up, Amelia slumped into her seat dejectedly and

Clinton, do you not want

when they'll be back. Also, I figure Oscar will be a different man from the one I know when he returns,” Amelia murmured, her

“Mrs. Clinton...”