Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 105

“Go on.”

“What do you take Amelia for? A wife? A contract partner?”

Oscar glanced at her for a split second. Then he uttered two simple words, “A wife.”

“Good. Then have you ever thought about growing old with her?”

“No.”

Tifanny scowled. This jerk! He really doesn’t beat around the bush, huh… but his straightforwardness makes me want to choke him to death.

“You’re an honest man, Mr. Clinton. But why do I feel like strangling you to death?” Tiffany asked through gritted teeth.

“That’s your problem, not mine.”

Tiffany’s jaw clenched harder. How can this man be so despicable?

She rolled her eyes and retorted, “I guess Amelia can finally give an explanation to Mrs. Scott since you’ve made your stance clear. Mrs. Scott called me today and said she misses Amelia. She also asked if Amelia and Carter have any chance of getting together. At first, I didn’t give a sure answer because you’re still in the picture. But based on your answer just now, I’ll tell Mrs. Scott that Carter can go ahead and pursue Amelia.”

Something dark suddenly flickered in Oscar’s eyes.

“What did you say?”

“I’m sure you’ve heard what I said. I see no need to repeat myself.” Tiffany shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Mr. Clinton, but Amelia is still very popular among the elderly. Although Mrs. Scott initially misunderstood Amelia, she apologized for it afterward. And now she’s trying to mend hers and Amelia’s relationship, especially since she has witnessed Carter’s devotion to Amelia. I’m telling you. If you don’t take Amelia seriously, someone else will. You’re not the only man that desires her in this world.”

“She’s mine. Everyone else can forget about pursuing her.”

“But she won’t be yours if you get divorced. Amelia can behave in however way she pleases with other men. She’s free to flirt and be cared for by others… unless you decide to keep your marriage.”

Oscar’s fists coiled taut, but his face remained relaxed in a calm manner.

“Mr. Clinton. I personally think that your and Amelia’s divorce would be a good decision. She’d be better off in a more reliable relationship with Carter than if she stayed with you. At least he doesn’t have a messy history with other women, and he’ll never cause her emotional pain,” Tiffany spat. She wanted to spark jealousy in Oscar.

Oscar looked at her with an empty stare. “Tiffany, do you know what becomes of those who provoke me?”

“What? You’ll kill off my career in this city, so I can’t make a living?”

“No. I’ll ensure that you’ll never leave this city. Then I’ll make your life here a living hell, making you wish that you were dead. Do you believe that I’m capable of this?”

A chill swelled in Tiffany’s chest, prickling her with gooseflesh down her arms. Sure enough, it wasn’t easy to dance with the devil; one wrong move and she would end up being tortured in hell eternally, not a single piece of her would escape unscathed.

Tiffany believed every word Oscar said. She believed that he told the truth and that he was more than capable of making her life in this city a living hell.

There was no need to ask her why. This was the difference between the rich and the average. As the saying goes, money talks, and anything or anyone could be bought over with money.

I can overlook your provocations because you are Amelia’s friend. But if you continue to say that she is someone else’s woman, then don’t blame me

breath. Although she was terrified, she wasn’t going

marriage contract with Amelia, you have exclusive rights over her feelings, whilst she doesn’t get a single

stared straight

felt like she was no longer

wanted to escape from the tense situation. Unfortunately, Oscar stopped her. He pointed at her seat

into submission by Oscars’ brisk, commanding

still in touch with

Clinton, you’re not going to monitor all my friendships too, are you?

don’t encourage Amelia to mix in with your

overbearing, jerk of a man before; they were getting divorced, yet he still wanted her all

you think that’s a

“Is it?”

admirable work capabilities. He’s an exceptional man; I’ll give him that. Such a man is definitely qualified to have a woman on each of his shoulders. No one

saying, “Mr. Clinton, do you know the kind of life that

word came

her will surely feel uneasy. Little do they know, she’s actually well-behaved and has never stepped foot in a nightclub or a bar.

a meaningful weight behind her words. “Mr. Clinton. If you truly care, then you should really cherish her more. Losing her will mean losing everything that’s good and pure in this world, I

I’m heading off now. Do let

didn’t want to be the third wheel between

bowls of noodles on a tray. She noticed that Tiffany

attend to some matters,” Oscar

said, “Tiff is my best friend, Mr. Clinton. Can’t you be a bit friendlier to

I not friendly

words. And given Oscar’s temperament, it was a miracle that he hadn’t rudely retorted back at

tell me what you think of the taste. I haven’t cooked in a while, so I’m

down on the noodles. His actions pleased Amelia greatly; she no longer cared about how the noodles tasted. All that

offered, “There’s still more in the pot. Would you like seconds, Mr.

Oscar shook his head.

dishes and brought them into the kitchen for washing. When she

spot next to

and sat down

glanced at her and questioned straightforwardly, “Are you still in touch

him sideways. Pretending to be calm, she asked,

that Tiffany mentioned in

at the same time, she feared that Tiffany had deliberately

“What did she say?”

you and the Scotts.” Oscar probed further into the matter. He asked, “You seem nervous, why’s that? Is there some

thoughts surged through Amelia as she mentally prepared herself to face him head-on. After all, Oscar was a man of many faces. He was exceptionally skilled at getting others to say what he wanted them to; hidden underneath his youthful appearance was a cunning man.

find out if there’s anything between me and the Scotts, Mr. Clinton. So why bother asking me?” Amelia asked, turning the tables

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