Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 106

“Be honest with me, Mr. Clinton. How many women have you kissed?” Amelia interrogated. Simmering with jealousy, she looked him boldly in the eye.

Oscar held a straight face. He leaned into her ear and chuckled suggestively, “Are you being jealous?”

A chill crawled up Amelia’s spine, making her head shake furiously. He’s got a nasty habit of getting on my nerves.

“Mr. Clinton, can you be more serious?” Amelia spoke irritatedly and patted his chest again.

He focused his gaze on her. “Will you believe me if I said that you’re the only woman I’ve kissed so affectionately?”

Amelia gazed into the depths of his eyes; people often said that eyes were the windows to one’s soul, that a person’s eyes reveal whether or not they are sincere.

From the intensity in Oscar’s eyes, Amelia believed that his words were true.

Oscar was a man of few words, but his every word brimmed with sincerity.

“Weren’t you like this with your beloved?”

“I’ve told you. I was too busy with work back when I dated Cassie. Plus, Cassie was wilder then. She’d spend more than half a year on travels and shopping trips. We’d barely get a few days to spend time with each other, and when we did, she would cut our time short to be with her girlfriends. So while I was fond of her, I never touched her intimately.”

Amelia’s eyes widened at him. “So, you and Ms. Yard lived as celibates when you were together?”

Oscar shot a glare her way. He tapped her nose and sighed, “Do you have to ruin the mood?”

Amelia chuckled. Her laughter was light and airy, like her happy disposition.

Her heart swelled with joy when she heard that Oscar wasn’t physically intimate with Cassie. At least I have an advantage over Cassie when it comes to physical touch.

Oscar leaned in for another kiss. Before he could take things to the next level, however, his phone rang untimely.

He pulled out his phone and saw his secretary’s name on the caller id.

He answered and said, “Hello?”

Their exchange on the phone wasn’t audible to Amelia.

“I will arrive in half an hour,” Oscar said before ending the call. Then, he nibbled on Amelia’s lips and promised, “I’ll deal with you later tonight.”

on his suit and tie as a virtuous wife

the door. “Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are you coming back for dinner tonight? I’ll have Molly prepare

ends,” Oscar promised. This was an unusual sight as he rarely made promises

Mr. Clinton. I’ll

Oscar nodded.

Amelia retired

before she freshened

Mrs. Clinton.” Molly continued worryingly, “The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit odd at times. What if someone accidentally bumps into you while

haven’t cooked in a while. I thought I’d surprise Oscar by cooking him a

blessed to have you for a wife. Seeing the two of you being lovey-dovey makes me happy. I’ve worked for the Clintons for many years, and I’ve watched Mr. Clinton grow up before my very eyes, so he’s like a son to me; I really hope that the two of you can live happily. Maybe because I grew up poor, but I can

“Oscar and I see you as our parent too, Molly. Your hopes for us are kind. We’ll do our best to make

“Good, good.”

this your daughter or your daughter-in-law? What a pretty girl. How long has she been pregnant? Not

from ear to ear. “She’s my employer’s daughter-in-law. She happened to have some time

seeing that it’s my first time here, are there any deals that I can get for these vegetables? Molly has always praised that your vegetables are the

have this cabbage at two-fifty for a pound. As for the bean sprouts, that’ll be one for each pound. The cauliflower is three-fifty. If Molly buys them all today, I’ll

of vegetables from this stall. As they continued their

every day that a stunning and celebrity-like woman was seen

market before returning with arms full of grocery bags. They bought some chicken and half a pound of pork

a rest, Mrs. Clinton. You can start in the kitchen after I prepare the

you, Molly? It’s more fun to cook together

and agreed to

asked, “Molly, are you living

originally wanted to live with my youngest son, but my eldest and my daughter-in-law insisted on me moving in with them. They’re

are so filial. The man that previously came over… was that your youngest son? He seemed like a fine

private company previously. Now, he’s a member of the civil service.

too shabby. However, I heard that the salary is low and it’ll

talented people. All of them are graduates from prestigious universities… even the lowest degree holder owns a master’s degree. And let’s not even talk about the foreign doctoral students. I don’t think it’s wise for my son to be a part of such an elite group. After all, he graduated with only a bachelor’s degree. It would embarrass

do look at an individual’s education levels, it doesn’t mean that higher degree levels are valued above all. Those are just pieces of paper. If someone has a degree but is incapable of work, then they’re basically crippled. I

person, Mrs. Clinton. I’ve worked here for decades, and I’ve met other housekeepers from wealthy families; they say that some employers are snobbish. They don’t care

“You took care of Oscar as he grew up. You’re already family at this point. I can’t even begin to express how much I respect you; how could I ever look down on you? Besides, only obnoxious people think they’re more

An endearing warmth hummed in her

personally made all these dishes for him. The man looks so tough and unfeeling on the outside, but deep down, he’s a softie. He will remember dearly what a woman has done for him. Even if he

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