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.

at his back as her mind fell into a mess. She had no idea what Oscar was up

had celebrated her birthday with her and even prepared her

to realize that the door had been locked as she attempted to enter the bedroom. Seriously, how childish could he

Mr. Clinton!” she called

remained locked despite her

women usually the ones who would behave this way? I can’t believe he locked me out!

pound on the door, but the man inside refused to open it. Thus, she had no other choice 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

found Oscar standing outside

“Come back and sleep.”

asked with a

you knocking. I was

merely smiled and chose not to

to the master bedroom, Amelia crawled into bed and waited for Oscar to join her. Then, she cuddled up into his arms

you throwing a tantrum, Mr. Clinton?”

held onto her,

“Let’s sleep.”

the woman

chin. But just as she was about to move away, the

to French kiss her. After separating, Amelia

Hurry up and get out of bed. I’ll take you

time with Ms. Yard for the past two days, Mr. Clinton?” Amelia asked as she walked into the bathroom with Oscar

with her team

“So your woman’s gone. That explains why you have so much

her.

could I ever be, Mr. Clinton? You’re

into getting anything you want sometimes, but other times, you’re like a lazy kitten whose thoughts can never

a compliment,

keep being a good girl, I’ll give you

day, he just thinks of me

gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You should wash up, Mr. Clinton. I’ll be heading down for breakfast now. I won’t wait up if

I’ll take you

him before nodding

the two headed down to the basement for

his seatbelt and planted a kiss on the woman’s forehead. “I’ll come to pick

odd glance. “You’re being unusually attentive,

duty to treat his wife to meals?” Oscar responded

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