Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 52

“I believe the allowance I give you is more than what you earn from your job,” remarked Oscar.

Amelia nodded.

Oscar took a deep breath in an attempt to suppress his annoyance. “Quit your job, and I’ll give you thirty grand per month. I’ll buy you whatever you want too. How about that?”

Amelia cast him an odd look. “I thought we’ve reached a consensus regarding work, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar turned the wheel and stopped the car upon reaching a traffic light.

“You’re allowed to work, but I didn’t say we could live separately just because of your job. I’m your patron, so I have the right to order you to remain by my side.”

“And what if I insist on going to Saspiuburg, Mr. Clinton?”

“I’ll divorce you right away.”

Amelia pursed her lips while glaring at him. After a long while, she spoke up with much difficulty. “Do you really mean it, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar nodded.

Amelia smiled bitterly as she thought back to the romantic moments they had earlier, which now seemed like nothing but an illusion.

“Well, if you want to divorce me, so be it,” Amelia responded coldly.

Oscar stared at her in disbelief, but the woman kept her eyes on the traffic light that had turned green. “The light’s green now, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar breathed deeply, suppressing all the rage within him.

Then, he floored the gas, and the car sped ahead. With that, their hour-long journey became reduced to one that took only twenty minutes. Oscar entered the neighborhood, parked the vehicle, and turned to Amelia, only to realize how pale the woman looked. All the anger within him dissipated in an instant. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?” he asked anxiously. “I’ll take you to the hospital right away.”

Amelia heaved a sigh and responded weakly, “I’m fine, Mr. Clinton. It’s just that you drove too fast, so I’m feeling a little dizzy. I’ll be fine soon.”

Feeling rather sorry, Oscar helped the woman unbuckle her seatbelt and wiped away the sweat on her forehead. Despite saying that she was like a toy to him, the man had a soft spot for her whenever she felt unwell.

Even so, his excuse was that she was his toy; no one aside from him was allowed to pick on her.

“Are you feeling better?” Oscar asked as he saw the color on her face return gradually.

Amelia glanced at him before attempting to exit the car on her own, only to be stopped.

“Is something the matter, Mr. Clinton?” she asked frostily.

“Are you mad?”

Amelia shook her head. “No. I’m just feeling a little sick.”

“Is it serious? I can take you to the hospital.”

be

he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made her astonished and embarrassed. “Put

saw through her. “It’s the middle of the night. There aren’t many people in the neighborhood now,”

buried herself in his embrace

But if she were to head to

placed Amelia on the couch before getting down on one knee in front of her to meet her gaze. “Do you still feel

eyes, her heart racing and her

red? Did I scare you by driving

chest a light

not used

serious face, pretending to be

course, I’d want you to be nice to me. I just find your kindness a little too out of the

your

he got up, sat next to her, and pulled her into an embrace. “Don’t go to Saspiuburg, okay,

couldn’t understand why Oscar was behaving this way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or does he just want to keep

go to Saspiuburg? Is it because you can’t stand not

Just promise me you won’t go to Saspiuburg,” Oscar replied, avoiding her

Amelia sighed internally.

Clinton. Let’s talk about

and murmured into her ear in a deep, alluring tone, “Promise

voice, Amelia nearly agreed to

pulled her back to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face and leaned over to

gazing at him enticingly, she said, “It’s getting late, Mr. Clinton.

and it was only after taking

her rear end and remarked hoarsely, “You must have been a vamp in your past life. You’re such a seductress that

compliment toward my body, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia glanced at him

woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man

latter woman. The only explanation he could give himself was that Cassie was too pure and that

continued to behave like a gentleman even during their most intense

I’ll make sure you can’t

everything about me belongs to you tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but

darkened. He looked like he

his right hand. “Listen to me and don’t go to Saspiuburg, and

remarked seductively, “What’s with all the rambling, Mr. Clinton? You’re being so indecisive. Or could it be that

fire, woman. You wouldn’t

She was like a vixen at night. There was something so dangerous about her beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and those who weren’t good enough for

eyes changed as

unbutton Amelia’s outfit, thus revealing her flawless body. Then, his eyes instantly fell on the woman’s ample

pretty, Mr.

put Amelia’s clothes back on for her under the

actually incapable, are you?”

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