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

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. “Put

through her. “It’s the middle of the night. There aren’t many

his embrace like

behaved herself and listened to him. But if she were to head to Saspiuburg, that would be

Oscar placed Amelia on the couch before getting down on one knee

into his eyes, her heart racing and her

is your face red? Did I

chest a light shove,

Clinton. I’m just not used to seeing

pretending to be

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 wake up and you’re back

to you because it’s your birthday today. I didn’t think I’d end up frightening you instead,” Oscar replied

he got up, sat next to her, and pulled her into an embrace. “Don’t go

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

Saspiuburg? Is it because you

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

Amelia sighed internally.

now, Mr. Clinton. Let’s talk about

into her ear in a deep,

Amelia nearly agreed to

of reasoning pulled her back to reality.

at him enticingly, she said, “It’s getting late, Mr.

within Oscar, and it was only

vamp in your past life. You’re such a seductress that you could bleed me of everything I

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

woman IS a seductress. Just one smile and she can charm any man she wants. If it weren’t for his self-control, he wouldn’t have been able to

to the latter woman. The only explanation he could give

Amelia? Instead, he had continued to behave like a gentleman even during their most intense honeymoon phase. Truth be told, Oscar was never a gentleman; he was a devil who

sure you

about me belongs to you tonight. You can do whatever you want with me, but

gaze darkened. He looked like he could eat Amelia

onto Amelia’s waist with his right hand. “Listen to me and don’t go

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

woman. You wouldn’t be able to handle

about her beauty that one couldn’t keep their eyes off her, and those who weren’t good enough

look in Oscar’s eyes

flawless body.

I pretty, Mr.

to reality and put Amelia’s clothes back on for her under the woman’s surprised

not actually incapable, are you?” Amelia

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