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

Amelia before quickly alighting the vehicle and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made her astonished and embarrassed.

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

in his embrace like an obedient little

she were to head to Saspiuburg, that would be no different from her leaving the palm of his hand. The thought of this made him feel powerless

knee in

her heart racing and

I scare

gave Oscar’s chest a

Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing

to be furious. “You don’t like me being

the blue, and I’m

your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up frightening you instead,”

sat next to her, and pulled her

through Amelia and she 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 me

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

yourself. Just promise me you

Amelia sighed internally.

Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk

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

his enchanting voice, Amelia

back to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face and

him enticingly, she said, “It’s

to ignite a fire within Oscar, and it was only after taking

gently smacked 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

charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for his self-control, he wouldn’t

Cassie, Oscar never felt the same urges when it came to the latter woman. The only explanation

he ever feel such passion toward her the way he did toward Amelia? Instead, he had continued to behave like a gentleman even during their most intense honeymoon phase. Truth be told, Oscar

you can’t leave the bed tonight,”

me belongs to you tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but you won’t get another chance like this after today,” she

darkened. He looked like he could eat Amelia

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

with fire, woman. You wouldn’t be able

chuckled. She was like a vixen at night. There was something so dangerous about her beauty that one couldn’t keep

Oscar’s eyes changed

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

I pretty, Mr.

to reality and put Amelia’s clothes back on

Clinton, you’re not actually incapable, are

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