Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 116 Into The Operating Room Again

At that point, Tiffany was really tinged with disappointment. “Babe, can you please toughen up? Marriage has to be managed, and you can’t do that if you give yourself up to vice. Are you trying to piss me off? If you love Oscar, then you should get him back. It doesn’t make sense that you tolerate him so generously when you’re with him, and then when you’re alone you can’t stop wallowing in self-pity. If you have what it takes, you can win him over; if you haven’t, then get ready to say goodbye. Merry meet, merry part. You have me, and I’ll take care of your baby too. You know I won’t let him starve.”

Amelia covered her face in her hands. What felt like a minute later, she began to release her sadness that had been repressed for so long. The weeping gradually amplified and turned into wailing, as though she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered all these years in one go.

Tiffany’s heart instantly softened. Carefully, she held the woman in her arms and gently patting her on the back. She whispered to Amelia, “Shh… it’s okay, don’t cry. You’re with child now. If you get too emotional, it’s not good for fetal development. Didn’t the doctor say that? Your body can’t really accommodate an emotional roller-coaster at the moment, so… for the sake of your baby, don’t cry, alright? You should know that Oscar isn’t your best match from the minute you marry him. The two of you are destined to live in two different worlds. It’s perfectly fine for you two to go your separate ways right now. Babe, come on. Don’t cry.”

Amelia continued to whimper in Tiffany’s arms. That went on for some time, then she started to choke in between sobs. “Tiff, do you think I’m a special kind of coward? I admit I am, but even so, it still hurts. I feel this tightness in my chest, like it’s been ripped into shreds many times over.”

She hiccupped once and then continued sobbing. “I know things won’t work out with Oscar, but I’m such a fool. I can’t help falling in love with him, and I’ve fallen in too deep. I often ask myself, where did I go wrong? Why can’t he love me for who I am? Everyone says that I’m Cinderella, that I’m nothing more but a gold digger, but I’ve been working so hard in order to be recognized as the Clintons’ daughter-in-law. I studied etiquette. I took up piano, chess, and art lessons. I even went through the hassle of learning how to read sheet music. But everyone ignored my efforts. Even the Clintons said I’m not a good match for Oscar. Why do they say that? Where did I go wrong? Why is everyone excluding me? Tiff, let me tell you something. It’s tough being the Clintons’ daughter-in-law. No matter how hard I tried, everyone thinks all of the above are kinds of stuff that I ought to do, and that if I’m not smart enough to handle all that, I don’t deserve to be their daughter-in-law!”

Tiffany empathized with her sorrow. She felt sorry for everything that the silly woman had been through, and yet still failed to gain recognition.

“Silly girl. You’re great just the way you are. You don’t have to change that just to cater to others.”

Amelia shook her head vigorously and, when she spoke again, her voice sounded even more bitter.

“Tiff, the Clintons mean a lot to me. It’s impossible for me to cling onto them just for their wealth. Mrs. Clinton feels so much like my mother to me. Among the Clintons, apart from Oscar, she’s the one whom I can’t bear to leave the most. I finally have a home, Tiff, but why does happiness never stay long enough for me to enjoy it?”

Tiffany shoved Amelia a little further apart. “Hey, look into my eyes.”

Amelia did as she was told.

“Amelia, you’re doing great. In fact, you’re the best. You’re kind. You respect your elders. You’re sensible, beautiful, gentle, and considerate… Frankly, you have all the fantastic qualities that men look for in women.”

Amelia smiled faintly and responded, “Tiff, I’m grateful to you. Truly, I am. No matter what happens to me, you’re always standing firmly on my side. How nice it’d be if you were a man! The two of us would make a wonderful couple, and I won’t have to work so hard.”

Tiffany snorted, amused by her remark.

“Babe, keep your imagination to yourself.”

again. She felt good after venting

feel better?”

Amelia nodded.

dramatic, but I just want to thank you. Thank you for tolerating me all this

you have got to stop that. I think I’m about

Amelia chuckled.

was in a better mood now, Tiffany turned to her friend, ready to part a stern advice. “Babe, if you really do love Oscar, you have to win him back. I don’t believe that he’s a heartless man. You’ve remained sincere and faithful towards him for five years. How can a few short months with that woman compare with that? Even if they had dated before, you’re

“Is that

“What’s wrong about that?”

If he has any sense at all, he should be grateful for your thoughtfulness. Listen to me. Go to the hospital to

remained hesitant about the

When your child grows up and attends preschool, elementary school, junior high, all the way to high school… and throughout all these years it’s always you, the mother, who goes to pick him up. It’s always you who attends the parent-teacher meetings. When the classmates ask about his father, do you want him to say that he doesn’t have

to strike a chord with the mother-to-be. Eventually,

Even if we fail in the

to be her driver. Along the way, they passed by the florist and the fruit store, where they purchased some flowers and a heap of fruits

for directions to Cassie’s ward. Then, they took the elevator up to the designated floor. They knocked on the door politely and could hear Elizabeth’s voice coming from inside

nor

after, the door opened from

she saw Amelia at the door. “What do you

smile as she greeted the older woman, “Oscar told me that Ms. Yard had an accident, so I’m

doing fine. Spare me your crocodile tears,

guests? If so, I’d surely question the Yard family’s definition of manners and courtesy. Hmm, turning away guests at your door… I guess that’s just what wealthy families

when she heard that. Eventually, she relented and invited them into the ward. “Fine. Come

it?” Cassie’s voice rang from further

cast a glance at them before strolling into

and Tiffany walking behind her mother, she froze for a moment. A shadow slipped across

admitted to the hospital due to some kind of accident,

merely looked towards Elizabeth. “Mom, why did

guest. “Now that Oscar’s not here, has Ms. Yard decided to