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

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

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

in his embrace like an obedient

preferred it when Amelia behaved herself and listened to him. But if she were to head

Amelia on the couch before getting down on one knee in front of her to meet her gaze. “Do you

her heart racing and her cheeks

face red? Did I scare you by

Oscar’s chest a light shove, confusing

I’m just not used to seeing you this

face, pretending to be furious. “You

too out of the blue, and I’m worried that all of this would turn out to be nothing but a dream. What

it’s your birthday

her, and pulled her into an embrace. “Don’t

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

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

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

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton.

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

Amelia

to reality. She grabbed Oscar’s face and leaned

enticingly, she said, “It’s getting late,

Oscar, and it was

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

my body, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia

seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for

when it came to the latter woman. The only explanation

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. Truth

you can’t leave

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

looked like

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

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

woman. You wouldn’t

beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her,

eyes changed

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

pretty, Mr. Clinton?”

clothes back on for her under the woman’s

incapable, are

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