Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 91

Oscar suddenly stood up. Apprehensively, Amelia asked, “Mr. Clinton, are you leaving?”

Oscar walked over. He leaned over Amelia, almost pinning her onto the bed. The tips of their noses brushed against each other.

Enthralled, Amelia had no way of reining in her wildly beating heart. Her eyes darted from side to side, desperately avoiding Oscar’s intent gaze.

“What do you feel like eating? I’ll go and get it,” he said.

That was the last thing Amelia had expected to hear from Oscar at that moment.

“Now that you’re having a baby, you should eat a little more than usual. Tell me what you’re craving; I’ll buy it for you.” Oscar’s cool tone belied his apparent discomfort.

Amelia couldn’t believe her ears. This was Oscar’s first time showing concern for her baby.

“Mr. Clinton, are you actually concerned about me?” Amelia asked in disbelief.

“Enough of that. Tell me, quickly, what you want to eat,” Oscar insisted.

Amelia found the situation hilarious. Oscar seemed a lot more human now in comparison to the guarded, defensive man he usually was.

“Since you’ve offered, I can’t possibly say no. All right then. On account of Mr. Clinton’s generosity, I’d like to order a pasta arrabbiata, stewed beef, and mango sorbet to top it all off… I’m spoilt for choice! How can I decide?” Amelia asked in exaggerated despair.

Seeing that Oscar had let her off the hook for the matter with the photographs, the sudden feeling of liberation dared Amelia to joke with Oscar, something she seldom did.

Oscar only glared at her. “Amelia, don’t go overboard.”

“Don’t be so petty, Mr. Clinton. Can’t you even bear to buy these for me?” Amelia wheedled, pouting.

Oscar realized that he rather liked seeing this feminine side of Amelia.

“Wait and see; I’ll buy it all for you. Anything else?” he queried.

“I want you. Can I have that?” Amelia asked playfully.

Oscar’s face once again assumed a sober look. “You’re only allowed to say such things to me in the future. I forbid you from flirting with any other man like that.”

Flirting?

Amelia thought she had merely been casually teasing Oscar. She was rather distressed that it had been seen as flirtatious. It seemed that everyone perceived things rather differently indeed.

“Since you object, Mr. Clinton, I won’t say things like that anymore,” Amelia said, sulking.

grit his teeth in

belly and opened her eyes wide, beseeching Oscar in a cutesy tone, “Mr.

it for you now,” Oscar replied as he headed

Clinton,” Amelia’s cry stopped Oscar in

he asked,

bring my phone with me to the

handed his phone to Amelia. “The password’s your

looked at him. She refused to believe that that was his chosen

are a couple of games inside. You can take a look if you’re bored. I’ll be off, then.” He turned quickly on his

why did you use my birthdate as your password? Don’t you know what kind of hope that raises in me? What if I can’t bear to let

divorce. On the other, Amelia was afraid that they eventually would, and Oscar would take her baby away regardless

If I could, I would want to depend on you for the rest of my life. I want

a few, a single blanket covered her bare body; in others, she had fallen asleep

behind her as she walked ahead. Amelia could barely even recall when these moments had

liked her solely for her body. If he had

her would not possess

ten photos of Cassie. Besides a few snapshots of scenery scattered here and there, the rest of Oscar’s photo album

weighed Oscar’s phone in her hand, she mumbled, “Oscar, all the photos you have are of

jolted

flashed across the screen. Upon seeing it,

excited chatter floated across the line. “Oz, I went for a check-up with your secretary today. The doctor said that the baby’s very healthy.” A note of betrayal crept into her voice. “You promised that you’d come with me, but you’re always so occupied with work! I said that I’d be a model wife

evenly, “Sorry, Ms. Yard, it’s Amelia. Oz, as you call him, has

Then she retorted, “Why are you answering my

food for me,” Amelia answered

have no shame at all! After your blatant cheating affair at your company, which was even documented in a few photographs, how can you be so shameless

paled. Shakily, she asked, “How did you know about the

most filthy and disgusting woman he’s met. It’s not for me to judge a gold-digger, but going for two men at the same time? That’s

think it’s your place to comment on the kind of woman I am. Even if I’m cheating on Oscar, it’s up to

yourself, Amelia. I’ll be Oz’s wife soon. No matter what, you’re the one who’ll eventually be the

valiantly. “So what? At least I’m still Oscar’s wife now. You’re the mistress

were filthy and made him sick, and he hasn’t divorced you only because you’re pregnant. He didn’t think you’d be bold enough to have an affair in your condition.

her jaw. “Ms. Yard, if you have nothing else to say to me,

a reply,

from the door with the blanket over her. He didn’t know

Oscar approached Amelia only to be greeted by her tear-stained face. Taken aback, Oscar hurriedly set down his bags and pulled a chair over. He sat

She then asked, “Mr. Clinton, have you bought the

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