Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 76

“Oscar Clinton, how shameless can you be?” Carter sarcastically asked.

“What is causing you such great angst, Mr. Scott? Sex between a married couple can’t possibly be called shameful, can it? Don’t tell me a grown man like you is still a virgin!” Oscar teased.

Carter took a sip of alcohol to mask his sorrow.

“Mr. Scott, this bar is famous for its beauties. All it takes is a snap of your fingers, and they will flock to you.” Oscar continued to push him.

Carter just quietly drank his liquor, lost in thoughts.

Oscar lifted his glass and started drinking too. For a rare moment, a sense of peace prevailed.

Finally, Carter broke the silence. “Mr. Clinton, please treat Amelia well. She had a hard life. Outwardly, she may seem to be fearless, but she has a really kind and gentle soul. If you are the one she loves, I am willing to retreat and watch over her from a distance.”

Oscar was tickled. “Mr. Scott, are you playing the role of a melodramatic second male lead?”

Carter was not disturbed by Oscar’s comment. “The male lead usually has affairs with different women while the second male lead is destined to watch over the heroine. If Amelia is meant to be the female lead of this drama, then I will willingly take the supporting role. I will do anything so long as she can be happy.”

Oscar laughed out loud. “What a passionate man you are, Mr. Scott. Unfortunately, this act does not sit well with me. You should be grateful I am not bashing you up for eyeing my woman.”

Carter can only put on a miserable smile. He composed himself and said, “Mr. Clinton, how about we reconcile and enjoy a drink together?”

“Reconcile? Were we ever in conflict, Mr. Scott?” Oscar questioned.

Carter was caught off guard. “No. No conflict at all. Everything happens for a reason. Let’s drink to our acquaintance!” He laughed it off.

Oscar summoned the servers and asked for the best booze they have. He mixed the different booze, creating a potent cocktail. “The whole idea of drinking is to get high. You wouldn’t mind this, would you?” He challenged Carter.

One can never show any sign of weakness in the face of their competitor. Carter took a glass of the cocktail and downed it. “Impressive! Come, have another,” Oscar urged.

“Shouldn’t Mr. Clinton have one yourself?” Carter countered.

Oscar took a glass and did a bottoms-up too.

“Well done, Mr. Clinton,” Carter reciprocated.

took turns to down glass after glass and finished the few bottles in no

you sure can

too bad yourself.” Carter

impressive drinking partner. Shall we do an all-nighter,

rang. He picked the call, but before he can utter a word, Cassie can be heard beseeching, “Oz, I miss you. Our baby misses you too. Please come visit us at the Yard

well. Can you repeat that?” The room was too noisy, and Oscar was straining to

there so much noise in the background?”

in a bar,” Oscar

I miss you. Would you come

Don’t wait up. I will visit you and the baby tomorrow,” Oscar said after a

you said you will treat me well. No matter where you are, you will come running to me when I need you. Now you use work as an excuse to brush me off. Are you having second

him. “Cassie, stop this fuss and go to bed. I

then she sobbed,

am with my business associates. You wouldn’t want to distract me from work, would you?” Oscar tried

the love of

course I still love you, Cassie. Now,

splashed with liquor. Once he recovered from the shock, he glared at Carter as

deserved that,” Carter responded indifferently, leisurely sipping his drink as he

nodded. “Well, yes. But who are you

not want to see her get

a raw nerve. Oscar pounced on Carter, waving his fist right into Carter’s face. Carter was taken aback momentarily but recovered swiftly and fought back with a vengeance. The

and Carter were influential bigwigs, the police did not make things difficult for them. They were allowed to summon their

policewoman, who informed her of Oscar’s

station. She was surprised to see Oscar and Carter together. She could not figure out how the paths of these two men crossed

sympathy for these two men. “The two of you fought?” she asked, looking down at the pathetic

complained, “Your

fighting. Aren’t you embarrassed?” Amelia sounded harsh but was still gently examining the wound on his mouth. “How did you get hurt so badly?” she

“I am sorry, Amelia. I was too hot-headed and picked a fight with

if not worse, than Oscar’s. She frowned slightly as she looked over his bruises. “Carter, your injuries look bad

consoled by her concern. “It’s no big deal,” he assured her with a

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