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.”

fine. I’ll be okay soon

vehicle and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made

the middle of the night. There aren’t many people

buried herself in his embrace like an obedient little

But if 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

knee in front of

looked into his eyes, her heart racing and her cheeks

I

gave Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing

Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing you

pretending to be furious. “You don’t

head. “That’s not it. We’re husband and wife, so of course, I’d want you to be nice to 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

nice to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up

got up, sat next to her, and pulled her into an

 Is it because he can’t bear to part with me, or does he

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

of yourself. Just promise me you won’t go to

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk

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

Amelia

last bit of reasoning pulled her back to reality. She grabbed

him enticingly, she said, “It’s getting

Oscar, and it was

end and remarked hoarsely, “You must have been a vamp in your past

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

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

he loved Cassie, Oscar never felt the same urges when it came to the latter woman. The only explanation he could give himself was that Cassie was too pure and that he didn’t

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 like a gentleman even during their most intense honeymoon phase.

your words, or I’ll make sure you can’t leave

puffed out her chest. “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

looked like he could

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

all the rambling, Mr. Clinton? You’re being so indecisive. Or could it

with fire, woman. You wouldn’t

her beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and those who weren’t good enough for her could only look

Oscar’s eyes changed as

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

pretty, Mr. Clinton?”

to reality and put Amelia’s clothes

not actually incapable, are you?” Amelia blurted

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