Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 863 Unrequited Love

After they were done with the meal, Oscar asked, “Why did you quarrel with Linda and the guard just now?”

Isabella's face sank a little. However, she put up a sensible front and said, “Oh, it was nothing. Your secretary just thought I didn't look like I worked here and wanted to ask the guard to chase me out of your office. She was quite close to Amelia. So, it's understandable that she's a bit hostile toward me.”

Oscar's gaze darkened as he contemplated her words.

Isabella stole a glance at him and smiled. “Oscar, it's all right. You divorced Amelia, after all. So, she's only looking out for her. I didn't mind it at all, and I hope you won't, either.”

Oscar tapped her nose as the look in his eyes softened.

“Didn't you say you wanted to work here? Why don't you be my special assistant? That way, we can go to work and get off work together,” Oscar said with a smile.

Isabella was overjoyed to hear him. However, she maintained her composure and said, “Oscar, I'm afraid that people might gossip behind your back if I agree to that. I don't mind it since I've already gotten used to it all these years. But it's different for you. You're so outstanding. I don't want to put you through all that.”

Oscar was already feeling guilty. Adding on top of the fact that he almost doubted her because of Linda and the guard, another pang of guilt hit Oscar. I shouldn't have doubted her in the first place. We've been together for so many years, after all.

“Nobody will dare to say a thing about that,” Oscar said assertively.

Isabella circled her hands around his neck and brushed her nose against his. Just when she was about to kiss him, Oscar turned his head to one side and dodged the kiss.

She gave him a puzzled look.

Oscar hugged her and said, “I've got a meeting coming up. If you're bored, feel free to call your friends to go shopping. I'll arrange for you to work here as discussed. Since you studied design arts, I think you'd be a good fit in the design department.”

Isabella was stumped by the sudden change in his demeanor.

Didn't he just say that I could be his special assistant? Why is he suddenly saying that I should go to the design department now?

“Oscar, didn't you say I could be your special assistant? Why are you sending me to the design department instead?” she asked.

“I just feel like your talents should be put to good use. Come on, you're going to be great there,” Oscar coaxed.

Isabella took in a deep breath and begrudgingly pursed her lips. “Oscar, you wouldn't go back on your words like that in the past. Did I do something wrong? You could just tell me. Your hot and cold attitude is really throwing me off these two days. I told you that I can be a really great help to you as your wife, but it's obvious that you don't think the same.”

Oscar circled her into his embrace and planted a soft kiss on her brows. “My silly girl, you're overthinking again.”

His genteel manner pleased Isabella as she said coquettishly, “Okay. I'll listen to you as long as you really do care about me.”

“Call a few of your friends to go shopping. I'm going to take you out for dinner tonight. We've tried the place before. I think it's time I take you there to revisit our sweet times together,” Oscar said casually. However, he was carefully gauging her reaction.

Isabella smiled and said, “Sure.”

“I still remember your words that touched me deeply back then. Do you still remember them?” Oscar planted another kiss on her forehead, almost making Isabelle lose all rationality.

However, his question snapped all senses back into her.

right things to say,

yacht that we were standing on once you started earning money. Well, I could buy it on my own, but it

face, which was just inches away from her

along. “Sure. I will buy you a

blinked. His eyes darkened with

the woman who was standing before him had no inkling that he was trying to sound her out. Oscar couldn't help but wonder if the woman before her

not have an answer either. Hence, he did not

love with Isabella.

matter?” Isabella asked as she reached out to caress

With a smile, he said, “I'm going to the meeting now.

replied meekly, “I'll get going

Oscar nodded in response.

into deep thought after

about to head out, his phone

voice could be heard coming from the other end of the line as soon as Oscar answered the call. “Boss, Kurt is missing. We can't find him. Do we send more people to search for

said, “When did he go

around last night. But we couldn't reach him this morning

city. Call and ask Hugo. If Kurt's with him, then all is good. But if he's betrayed us, just let

“Noted, boss.”

he was not going to concern himself with Kurt's whereabouts. There were

not deliberately trying to stop Ms. Walker from entering your office. It's just that I remember you explicitly ordered me never to let anyone enter your office without your prior approval. Ms. Walker was trying to barge into your office, and I was left with no other choice

lead her to the guest lounge and wait for me next time. I have a lot of classified documents in my

relief

of them went into the meeting room one after

she had won Oscar over. However, she was still oblivious that

was almost six in the afternoon when he was done with the meeting. Oscar was planning to continue working when Isabella called

goods with clients and accidentally left his phone behind. Oscar also asked Linda to pass the

intention, Linda did as she

along with Isabella. How did they even get involved in the first place? Didn't Oscar use to hate Isabella? Has

boss' private matter,

on the bed once he was in his own private lounge, staring blankly

ten minutes, he fell

when he woke up. Thinking that Amelia must have landed overseas by

the man

you spot

somebody else right after stepping out of

he asked, “Are you saying

sorry for disappointing you,

to himself, he called an acquaintance overseas in the middle of the night the day before and asked him to help pick up Amelia at the airport and send her to her place. Oscar was worried that Amelia might not make it on

confounded by his presence.