Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 48

Casting an odd look at him, Amelia stated, “Mr. Clinton, you’re crossing the line. We agreed on not interfering in each other’s work matters.”

“Your training in Saspiuburg must be just an excuse. What you actually want to do is to spend all day with that man. Amelia, do you think I’m stupid?”

Gazing at him coldly, Amelia said, “I love money but I’m not as lowly as you think I am. Please watch your words.”

“Amelia, you’re just a woman selling your body. Why are you putting yourself on the moral high ground?”

Hearing his words, Amelia paled.

“Since you think of me like that, why are you getting angry? If there isn’t anything else, I’ll shower first. I need to get rid of all this sweat.” With that said, Amelia spun around and went upstairs.

Oscar stared at her with frustration flashing past his eyes.

They used to be on good terms but he did not know when their relationship had turned as tense as this.

After Amelia entered the bedroom, she collapsed against the door as her legs weakened. For a moment, she thought she would be unable to support her pregnant body.

After leaning against the door for five minutes, Amelia finally took out a change of clothes and entered the bathroom. Once she was done with her hot shower, she felt more refreshed, and the gloominess in her heart slowly faded away.

Raising her hand to touch her belly, she lovingly muttered, “Sweetheart, don’t be scared. Even if your daddy doesn’t want us anymore, I’ll raise you into an adorable prince or a sweet princess. I’ll never let anyone hurt you.”

Abruptly, someone knocked thrice on the bathroom door. Oscar’s voice came from behind the door. “Are you done?”

After recollecting herself, Amelia opened the door and smiled at him. “Mr. Clinton, are you using the bathroom?”

Instead of replying to her question, Oscar looked at her and asked, “You’re not angry anymore?”

Amelia’s grin widened. “Was I ever angry?”

When he raised his hand to childishly pinched her face roughly, she yelped in pain.

Holding onto her cheek, she was sure that her face must have bruised. He must be some stray dog in his past life to be acting so rough.

“Are you a dog?” Amelia glared at him.

“If I were a dog, the first person I’ll bite to death would be you.”

“Mr. Clinton, regardless of everything, we’re still husband and wife. You don’t need to be that ruthless, do you?”

response from Oscar was a

hug his waist from behind, Amelia mumbled, “Mr. Clinton, let’s not fight

you stay good, naturally, I won’t fight

her eyes at that, Amelia muttered sweetly, “You’re paying me for this; I wish I could shower you with the sweetest words. Why

mood suddenly lifted. “Quit your current job. I’ll arrange something else for you. The salary and benefits

were words that Amelia

the contract that we won’t intervene in each other’s private affairs and work

Amelia’s heart skip a beat.

you? Or are you

I was the one asking him to keep an eye out for job openings on my behalf. It’s awkward

him, Oscar sat on the couch

price did Carter give

a moment before

Scotts are incomparable to the Clintons, he won’t offer an extremely low price. Moreover, as he does have some feelings for me, he might be even more

now, Oscar’s eyes were

you be any more immoral

money, so what’s wrong with me

woman I’ve ever seen.”

Besides, I’m not even doing that. I’m just waiting for you to change your mind. What a pity my heart is nothing but a pebble for you to

phone rang. Picking it up, she realized it

be one of her colleagues. “Hello, may

it’s me. Can we meet?” It

silent for a moment, Amelia finally muttered, “Okay. You decide on the venue and text

the bed and fell deep in her thoughts again. Soon, her phone made a noise. It

next day, Amelia went out to meet

“The set meals here are quite good. Order a set; we’ll talk

have, I’m afraid I might not be able to eat anything. Why don’t

“I already have Oz’s kid, so I’m here to ask you to leave him. Tell me

Yard, are you really pregnant? How many months it has been? Speaking of which, how long have you come back here for?

she soon sneered, “Sharp-tongued, I see. Ms. Winters, it’s true that I’m lying to you when I said I’m

was quietly

a mistress. She’s from a wealthy family and she’s had an excellent education. Yet, she’s so conceited

Ms. Yard, do you really want to be the mistress

Cassie glared

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