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

the vehicle and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her

middle of the night. There aren’t many people in the neighborhood now,” he replied with a rare hint of

herself in his embrace like

were to head to Saspiuburg, that would be no different from her leaving the palm of his hand.

on one knee in front

looked into his eyes, her heart racing and her

face red? Did I scare you

gave Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing the

Mr. Clinton. I’m just not used

face, pretending to be furious. “You

me. I just find your kindness a little too out of the blue, and I’m worried that all of this would turn out to be nothing but a dream. What if I wake up and you’re back to being the same old Mr.

being nice to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think

to her, and pulled her

Amelia and she couldn’t understand why Oscar was behaving this way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or

because you can’t stand not being able to see me?” Amelia

me you won’t go to Saspiuburg,” Oscar replied,

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk

murmured into her ear in a deep, alluring tone, “Promise me you won’t go

Amelia nearly

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

said, “It’s getting late, Mr.

enough to ignite a fire within Oscar, and it was only

vamp in your past life.

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

charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for his self-control, he wouldn’t have been able to resist

The only explanation he could give himself was

he ever feel such passion toward her the way he did toward Amelia? Instead, he had continued to behave

you can’t leave the bed tonight,”

“Well, Mr. Clinton, you celebrated my birthday today, so everything about me belongs to you tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but you won’t get another chance like this

like he

me and don’t go to Saspiuburg, and I’ll give you

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

playing with fire, woman. You wouldn’t be able to

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

Oscar’s eyes changed as

Amelia’s outfit, thus revealing her flawless body. Then, his eyes

I pretty, Mr. Clinton?”

and put Amelia’s clothes back on for her under the

incapable, are you?” Amelia

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