Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 53

“Don’t ask for a mile just because you get an inch, Amelia, or you’ll end up with nothing when I divorce you.”

Amelia gazed at him calmly. “You said so yourself that we’re divorcing soon, Mr. Clinton. If I were to work at the Clinton Corporations, do I have to stay and watch everyone point fingers at me after the divorce, or would I have to get the hell out of the company?”

“You can stay if you want.”

“You’re saying you want everyone at work to put me down?”

“Work and personal affairs are two separate matters; this is a rule that Clinton Corporations addresses strictly. Everyone who works there knows what not to say, so you don’t have to worry.”

“You’re the president, Mr. Clinton, so it’s a given that no one will say nasty things about you. But I’m not like you. I’d be nothing if I weren’t Mrs. Clinton! I might not even last five days if people were to start gossiping about me.”

“It’s not like you’re a modest woman in the first place.”

Amelia clammed up.

After a long while, she spoke up. “I may be brazen and shameless, Mr. Clinton, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy being made a circus of.”

Oscar rose to his feet. “If you insist on going to Saspiuburg, sure, but we’ll sign the divorce papers before you leave. I don’t like to raise a pet that doesn’t obey my commands.”

Amelia’s expression changed before she wrapped herself around Oscar’s neck. “But Mr. Clinton, can you really bear to leave me?”

Oscar’s gaze darkened for a brief moment. Then, he gently squeezed the woman’s waist with his right arm. “As long as you obey me, you’ll still be Mrs. Clinton.”

“But I’ll only be in Saspiuburg for a few months,” Amelia said coquettishly. “I’ll be back right after my training, so can we not get divorced yet?”

“Well, who’s the one who wanted to get a divorce while we were on the road?”

“Hmm? Who was it? There’s no way any woman would ever let go of a big fish like you, Mr. Clinton. You’re just too amazing.”

“Big fish?”

“You’re rich and handsome, and you come from such a good family. A man like you is a rare gem! I’d never let go of you so easily, Mr. Clinton. You know how much I love money,” Amelia explained enthusiastically.

Oscar kept his hand on her waist. “If you’re so afraid of someone else snatching me away, why would you still choose to go to Saspiuburg?”

“That’s because I’ve been asked to by my company. Besides, now that your true love has returned, I’d rather not stay here.”

Oscar gave her nose a light pinch. “Go to bed. I’ll think about this whole Saspiuburg issue.”

With that, Oscar let go of Amelia and headed straight upstairs.

into a mess. She had no

other woman. But today, he had celebrated her birthday with her and even prepared her a gift. Although Amelia received such gifts every year, this time, Oscar had specifically ordered someone to make the necklace and had their initials carved

that the door had been locked as she attempted to enter

the door, Mr. Clinton!” she called out while banging on

locked despite her shouting

would behave this way? I can’t believe he locked me out! Did I do something

but to use the guest room. Fortunately, Tiffany often slept in there, so Amelia didn’t have to worry about not having any pillows and blankets. Then, she brought the pajamas she had

found Oscar standing

“Come back and sleep.”

out, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia asked with a smile that didn’t reach her

knocking. I

chose not

bedroom, Amelia crawled into bed and waited for Oscar

tantrum, Mr. Clinton?”

I did no such thing.” Oscar held onto her, and the two looked like a

“Let’s sleep.”

in his arms, the woman quickly fell

morning and gazed at a sleeping Oscar in satisfaction. Then, she brazenly planted a kiss on his chin. But

man proceeded to French kiss her. After separating, Amelia

lightly. “Don’t you have to go to work? Hurry up and get out of bed.

past two days, Mr. Clinton?”

with her team yesterday afternoon,” Oscar responded

while holding her toothbrush. “So your woman’s gone. That explains why you have so much time on

her. “Are you

Mr. Clinton? You’re too mighty of

like a sly fox that can talk your way into getting anything you want sometimes, but other times, you’re like a lazy kitten

that a

as you keep being a good girl, I’ll

day, he just thinks of me as his plaything,

Mr. Clinton. I’ll be heading down for breakfast now. I won’t wait up if you’re late, because unlike you, I’m just

me. I’ll take you to

glanced at him before nodding

the basement for the car, and Oscar

the roadside, Oscar unbuckled his seatbelt and planted a kiss on the woman’s forehead. “I’ll come to

an odd glance. “You’re being unusually

husband’s duty to treat his wife to meals?” Oscar responded

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