Too Much to Bear My Love

Tiffany shot Carter an angry look. “There’s someone whom I dislike here that makes the air stale. I can’t stand it.”

Amelia glanced at her. “Come on, Tiff. You’re an adult now.”

Taking a deep breath, Tiffany spread out her hands and replied, “Fine, it’s my fault. I’m being unreasonable. I’ll shut up now, alright?”

Amelia did not know what to do with her.

“Tiffany, I was half responsible for what happened back then. I apologize. Give me a chance to treat you to a meal as an apology,” Carter chipped in with a smile.

Seeing the look of warning in Amelia’s eyes, Tiffany nodded her head reluctantly.

As soon as Carter walked into The Grand with Amelia and Tiffany, a young, beautiful waitress greeted them, “Mr. Scott, the room you reserved is ready. This way, please.”

They were about to follow the waitress to head upstairs when they bumped into Oscar, who claimed to be on a business trip. Next to him stood a stunning woman, who, to Amelia’s astonishment, looked a lot like her. However, the vibes they gave off varied considerably; one was pure and innocent, the other was sultry and vampish.

Amelia was flabbergasted as her hands and feet turned cold. Supporting her by the arm, Tiffany said cynically, “Oh, hi, Mr. Clinton. Weren’t you supposed to be on a business trip to Coldbridge? Why are you here with a beautiful woman instead? Ah, I see it now. The business trip is an excuse you cooked up so that you can spend time with your lover. Well, you’re a successful businessman, Mr. Clinton, so no one will blame you for keeping one or two mistresses. There’s no need for you to lie, really. Tsk, tsk.”

With complicated emotions in her eyes, Amelia looked at Oscar, then put on a graceful smile and said causally, “Mr. Clinton, you’re back from your business trip. How may I address this lady?”

Oscar stared at her with pursed lips, while the woman next to him prompted in a sweet voice, “Oz, are these three your friends? Aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Returning to his senses, Oscar looked at her before his gaze softened. However, his answer pierced Amelia’s heart. “They’re just acquaintances.”

“Don’t you think this lady looks like me, Oz?” the woman asked.

“A little, but she’s not as pretty as you are,” replied Oscar.

“Oscar Clinton, you scumbag! Amelia is your wife, not some insignificant woman!” Tiffany glowered at Oscar. Then, she pointed at the woman next to him and said, “I don’t care what your relationship is with Oscar, but you should drop your pretentious act and stop acting like you don’t know shit. Women like you are the b*tch in my novels. The man you’re with has married someone else, and his wife is my friend right here. Do you understand?”

The woman gave Oscar an innocent look and asked, “What’s going on, Oz? You’re married?”

Oscar’s face instantly clouded over as he looked at Amelia indifferently. “Amelia, get your friend to watch her mouth, or things will get nasty. Cassie came back for a piano performance.”

With the same graceful smile on her face, Amelia extended her arm toward Cassie and complimented, “Oh, so you’re Ms. Cassie. Nice to meet you. I’ve heard about you from Mr. Clinton. You’re so pretty.”

Since Cassie was pretending not to know her, she did not mind playing along. After all, the former enjoyed being a goody-two-shoes and was the apple of Oscar’s eyes.

But why does my heart ache so much?

Cassie shook hands with Amelia and said, “You can call me Cassie. Are you a friend of Oscar’s? I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”

went abroad.

are

and replied, “I think they’re going to have lunch.

After nodding at Amelia, Cassie went downstairs with Oscar. Enraged, Tiffany was about to lash out when Amelia said in a voice tinged with powerlessness, “Tiff, let me have

Tiffany asked worriedly,

Carter, “Carter, I’m sorry you

look well. We should eat together next time. I’ll send the two

gave him

you can always come to me if you have any problems. By the way, that man is Oscar Clinton, right? How did you get involved with him? Or are you really his

Amelia replied with a rare trace of vulnerability in her tone,

so he dropped the subject and said instead, “I’ll send you girls home first then. Remember to come

“Thank you!”

of them back to Amelia’s apartment in the city center. After getting out of the car, Amelia said

well. Don’t think too much,” said Carter gently

Amelia nodded in response.

to Tiffany with a pale face, “Tiff, can I spend the night at

Amelia after seeing her in such a state. Thus, they took a taxi

on her hips, “Amelia, didn’t

thoughts in a muddle, Amelia replied in a rather pleading tone, “Tiff, can we not talk

you become a coward in front of this man, Amelia? Where’s the bold

a little cold, Amelia asked, “Can you

and went to

propped her forehead with both hands, seemingly

Tiffany was short-tempered. Having penned a large number of romance novels, she believed in love and that love was sacred. Perhaps

her by the shoulders and asked her what she wanted exactly. Love was such a beautiful thing, and yet Amelia abused

said in a calm tone, “What else can I do other than getting a

his assets. Don’t act

that money is not important to you anymore after being on the brink of death

me to spend, I’m happy. I didn’t ask you not to take

not help

“What’s so funny?”

this for my own good, Tiff. Don’t worry. I know what I should do.

stop pulling

no fight in you at all back at

caught me off guard. Next time when I see

that you still have the fight in you, but you always become meek in front of Oscar. Are you sure

good at playing dumb and acting weak in front of men, making her the type of woman most men like. It’s no

are you selling