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

alighting the vehicle and walking over to her side. Then, he proceeded to carry her like a princess, which made her astonished and embarrassed. “Put me down, Mr. Clinton. I

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

buried herself in his embrace like an obedient little

and listened to him. But if she were to head to Saspiuburg,

house, Oscar placed Amelia on the couch before getting down on one knee in front of her to meet her gaze.

his eyes, her heart racing

Did I scare you by driving

Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing the

okay, Mr. Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing

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

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.

to sound smart. I was just being nice to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up frightening

next to her, and pulled her into an embrace. “Don’t go to Saspiuburg,

Oscar was behaving this way. Is it because he can’t bear to part with

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

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

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk about

in a deep, alluring tone, “Promise

his enchanting voice, Amelia nearly agreed to his

to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face and leaned

him enticingly, she said, “It’s getting late, Mr. Clinton. Let’s go

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

must have been a vamp in your past life. You’re such a

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

deep breath. This woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it

explanation he could give himself was that Cassie was too pure and that he didn’t wish to sully her before

he had continued to behave like

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

tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but you won’t get another chance like

looked like he could

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

with all the rambling, Mr. Clinton?

playing with fire, woman. You wouldn’t be

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

eyes changed as he

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

pretty, Mr. Clinton?”

and put Amelia’s clothes

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

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