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 okay soon

over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made her astonished and embarrassed. “Put me down,

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

his embrace like an

it when Amelia behaved herself and listened to him. But if she were to head to Saspiuburg, that would be no different from her leaving the

couch before getting down on one knee in front of

into his eyes, her heart racing

red? Did I

Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing

Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing you

put on a serious face, pretending to be furious. “You

me. I just find your kindness a little too out of the blue,

to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up frightening you instead,” Oscar

her, and pulled her

way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or does he just want to

you let me go to Saspiuburg? Is it because you can’t stand not being able

yourself. Just promise me you won’t go to Saspiuburg,”

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s

onto her and murmured into her ear in a deep, alluring

enchanting voice, Amelia nearly agreed to

of reasoning pulled her back to reality. She grabbed

she said, “It’s getting late, Mr. Clinton.

within Oscar, and it was only after taking a

end and remarked hoarsely, “You must have been a vamp in your past life. You’re such a seductress that you could bleed me

a compliment toward my body, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia

another deep breath. This woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for his self-control, he

only explanation he could give himself was that Cassie

the man failed to consider this: if he truly loved Cassie, why didn’t he ever feel such passion toward her the way he did toward Amelia? Instead, he had continued to behave

I’ll make sure you

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

darkened. He looked like he

held onto Amelia’s waist with his right hand. “Listen to me and don’t go to Saspiuburg, and

his neck and remarked seductively, “What’s with all the rambling,

woman. You wouldn’t

night. There was something so dangerous about her beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and those who weren’t good

in Oscar’s eyes changed

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

pretty, Mr. Clinton?” asked

back to reality and put Amelia’s clothes back

you’re not actually incapable, are you?” Amelia

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