Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 862 Mimicking Amelia

Perhaps it was due to the alcohol and the fact that the two had a common topic—Amelia and Tiffany—they were able to converse smoothly for once.

As Derrick took another sip of his wine, he said, “Mr. Clinton, how much of what happened between me and Tiff do you remember? What kind of person do you remember Amelia as?”

Of course, Derrick was not all that interested in someone else's relationship. He was planning to help amend the relationship between Amelia and Oscar so that Oscar would be able to put in a few good words for him. Moreover, Amelia was not one to sit on her hands. Once Derrick dealt with the obstacle that was Amelia, he reckoned it would not be impossible for him to reunite with Tiffany.

After all, Tiffany would heed some of Amelia's words.

Oscar took a big sip of his wine as he lowered his gaze in silence. After a beat, he finally told Derrick his answer.

“Mr. Clinton, you're kidding with me, right? Amelia's family is just an ordinary family, and they're living in the family house. In fact, they rarely interact with the Clintons. If you don't believe me, you can check it out. I really don't know what Ms. Walker has done to change your memory, but I'm impressed. You really have to be careful of her.”

Oscar turned to look at Derrick suspiciously.

Derrick shrugged and uttered honestly, “That's what it is, Mr. Clinton. You can always check it out if you don't trust me. No one will tell you that you love Ms. Walker. In fact, just a month ago, you were still a man who was terrified of seeing Amelia upset. Yet, in such a short period of time, I'm hearing news about issues with your marriage with Amelia. Even if no one else is surprised about it, I am. It's true that Ms. Walker has courted you for many years, but everyone could see how much you despised her. That's the answer everyone in the company would give you.”

Oscar tilted his head back to drink another mouthful of his drink. “I'll look into this matter. If you're lying to me and have accused Isabella, I'll make sure you'll have a hard time living here.”

Derrick shrugged, unfazed. “Do whatever you like. In any case, Tiff's gone, and it's not as if I'm living a fantastic life. Maybe getting taught a lesson by you would be a good change for me. Still, Mr. Clinton, for you to come to me about this means that Isabella isn't too important to you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have looked into this at all. Dare I say that Amelia's still in your heart?”

Something flashed past Oscar's eyes at that, and a voice in his mind said, Is that the case?

Oscar wanted to deny it, but he did not know how to anymore.

Panic crept into his veins, and he hastily rose to his feet. “I'll be going now.”

Derrick stared at his retreating figure in silence. Just as Oscar was about to reach the doorway, Derrick uttered, “Mr. Clinton, let me give you a small piece of advice. Don't let go of Amelia again. She has left you once previously, and this is the second time now. A third time would be too much. Do hold on to her tightly.”

Oscar halted in his tracks, but he soon opened the door and left.

Derrick curled his lips, but the smile on his face faded away in no time. A look of bitterness then crept into his eyes.

After lifting his head to drink another glass of wine, he mumbled under his breath, “Tiff, will you really come back?”

Derrick continued drinking away gloomily until he collapsed on the couch, drunk.

Meanwhile, after leaving, Oscar sent his men to look into Amelia's family situation. As it turned out, it was just like what Derrick had told him, and it was vastly different from what he remembered. At that, Oscar began speculating that only his memory about Amelia was faulty while his memories of others were not.

He narrowed his eyes as several thoughts danced across his mind.

Then, he stood up and went to his office. Upon arriving in his office, he called and asked his secretary, Linda, to come in.

“Mr. Clinton,” Linda greeted when she reached the center of the room.

“Linda, you have been working for me for a while now. Be frank with me, am I good to Mrs. Clinton?” he asked. The employees in the company did not know about his divorce from Amelia yet.

Linda lifted her head to glance at him. She then started hesitantly, “Mr. Clinton, didn't you get a divorce from Mrs. Clinton?”

on a menacing tone. “Who has

that she'll be Mrs. Clinton soon and told us to get lost as soon as possible since we've offended

anxiety. She had crossed Isabella a while ago. If Isabella were to become Oscar's wife,

she say that?” Oscar asked, starting to feel a

so she said that to us.” Linda then took a deep breath and asked in a worried tone, “Mr. Clinton, did you get a divorce from Amelia?

and asked, “Am

to Mrs. Clinton. Your two-year search for Mrs. Clinton after your first divorce had been a relentless one, and everyone knows about it. In fact, it's almost like a legend in the office. Everyone secretly thinks of

a keyword, Oscar

queried, “Did you forget

hands dismissively and

downstairs before coming back up to work. Sometimes, you'd even sweetly ask for a kiss before sending her into the elevator. The others in the secretary's room always talk about how they

falling deep into his

“You may leave now.”

halted in her speech and gave a careful glance at Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, you haven't

about this unless they've heard it from me. Go out and tell them that I'll terminate anyone who continues to talk about me getting a

Linda let out a sigh of relief and said, “I got

merrily and conveyed Oscar's message to the others. The others were as delighted as Linda about the news, and they returned

it. Isabella's simply dreaming. Mrs. Clinton is such a nice woman, and she never abuses her power around us to lord us around. If Isabella ends up being Mrs. Clinton,

me in!” the others

evident that Isabella was not popular in the company as everyone hated

Amelia. As he brushed his finger across Amelia's face, he muttered, “Who are you, Amelia

as his memories and reality dissolved into a chaotic mess. He could not figure out whether the people around him were

the sound of the ringtone dragged

he picked it up, he saw that it

did not wish to talk to Isabella at the

as she continued calling him. Annoyed by the incessant ringing, Oscar reached out to switch off his phone. Yet, a thought flashed past his head, and he changed his mind. In the

are you doing? Why took you so

a meeting. What's the matter? Are you bored? Why don't you invite a few of your friends to go shopping? I'll come to you once I'm done

have fun!” Isabella teased. In the next second, she dropped the sweet voice and said, “Oscar, I'm thinking of coming back to Clinton Corporations to work. I used to work there, anyway. I don't wish for anything; I just want to be with you all the time. You have no idea how much I miss you despite not only

by how much he doted on Isabella, it would only be natural to say yes to her. Yet, somehow, he

company, Oscar? Do you not want me by your

hand to rub his temple. “Isabella, you weren't like this before. I told you before that I don't like women who jump to

easygoing. She would have never intervened in his work.

sensed Oscar's growing displeasure, for she quickly put a pause on the topic. “Oscar, I'm on my way to the office to

her phone. She then took in a

hypnotized him so many times? I didn't invest so much money in you just

before that his willpower is too strong. The more hypnosis he undergoes, the more resistance his mind would provide. He doesn't believe you now, so appear in his line of sight more often. Learn how that Winters woman treats him. Let him see a match between the current you and the you in his head instead of complaining to me. You're useless if you can't even win over a

seized Isabella, and she ended the

nemesis! No, this won't do. It took me so much to win over Oscar's heart. I'm not going to give up halfway. Regardless of everything, I'm going to let Oscar

determined look surfaced in

to a supermarket and bought a cart full

mimic Amelia, right? I can do that. I'll do