Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 215 Conflict Between Mother And Daughter

“I’ll ask Tiffany to bring Tony over to you. There are still plenty of guests milling around, so I need to socialize with them,” Oscar said, before kissing her lips softly.

Amelia blinked innocently.

“Be good.” Oscar patted her hair affectionately and stood up.

After Oscar closed the door behind him, the smile on Amelia’s face disappeared. She seemed conflicted.

Staring at the ceiling, she mumbled in disappointment, “Oscar, you had proclaimed your love for me, but why can’t you be honest with me?”

Right then, Tiffany arrived with Tony, interrupting her train of thought.

Carefully, Amelia got up and looked at Tony, who was in Tiffany’s arms.

Tiffany placed the sleeping baby on the bed slowly. As Amelia reached out to touch him, her gaze turned tender.

“When did he fall asleep?” she queried.

“Just a while ago. Babies like to sleep,” Tiffany revealed. “I think you should only invite your close friends and relatives to the welcome baby party. It’s a party downstairs.”

Actually, Amelia didn’t like crowded parties at all. The party was held in Tony’s name, but it was in fact a place for the business people to talk business. To ordinary people, it was a place where they could get to know the upper-class society. Many people would die to get an invitation to this party.

“Tiff, many people would die to get invited to the Clintons’ party. Only the rich and powerful would receive an invitation. As a freelancer, you didn’t grab the chance to establish connections but came to complain to me about how noisy the party is instead,” Amelia teased, pretending nothing had happened earlier.

Tiffany shrugged. “Babe, you know I don’t care about money and fame. I enjoy earning money myself, but that doesn’t mean I want to climb up the ranks using someone else’s connections. It might seem easier to make money that way, but I don’t get the sense of accomplishment from that.”

Shaking her head, Amelia chuckled. “You’re wasting the chance.”

“Babe, you mean you want me to have connections with the Clintons?”

After a brief hesitation, Amelia chose to be honest with her. “To be honest, I don’t want you to have anything to do with the Clintons. If you get involved, many people will target you. Your life won’t be peaceful anymore. When you get more famous, you’ll be busy with book signings and fan meetings. There are bound to be people with ulterior motives who’ll try to get to know you through these means. If you want fame and fortune, I would’ve achieved your dreams ages ago.”

Tiffany snapped her fingers in satisfaction. “You know me well, friend,” she exclaimed. “I’m glad to have you as a friend!”

Amelia gave her a playful push.

They exchanged banter for a while before Tiffany went back to topic. “Amelia, be honest with me. Remember the commotion caused by the Yards and Stephanie? Did that irritate you?”

Amelia could only smile wryly.

lying if I say I’m not bothered. Cassie kept challenging my patience. I was tamping down the urge to tear her mouth apart, as I knew I couldn’t do that. Oscar professed

Tony, and Oscar are a happy family. He works

everything seems unreal to me. Something is off. I hope

off the uneasy

Tiffany reached out to pat

worry out. “Tiff, I’m worried Oscar treats me well out of guilt after I nearly died in the accident. We’ve confessed our love to each other. I love him, so I no longer think of him as

neurotic? Tiffany wondered, feeling bad for Amelia. Amelia was once cheerful, positive, and lively. After marrying into the Clinton family and falling in love with Oscar, she learned how to conceal her actual emotions. I’ve never seen her laugh heartily after that. Look at how elegant and proper she is now. Is this a good change, or

I know. The Amelia I know will never give up. She’s a swan among ducklings; a diamond among stones. She

giggled at her friend’s antics. Her

“Feeling better?” Tiffany asked.

Amelia nodded in response.

annoy each other and get a divorce. One of you will get custody

 I

their bedroom and went to Olivia’s

was arguing with her mother when Oscar stepped in. She immediately cowered

she greeted him in a tiny

merely glanced

silent. Compared to her

“Oscar, y-you…”

the air grew, Olivia hurriedly spoke up. “Oscar, I’ve reprimanded Stephanie. What’s

at Stephanie and demanded, “Why did you

him a hurtful look. “Oscar, this is my

after the party ends,”

Clintons, too. Half of the inheritance is mine.

Clinton family. Everything belongs to me,” came Oscar’s

silent

her head throbbing. She had never imagined that her children would turn against

a lot out there. Let her sleep here for tonight. Tomorrow morning, I shall ask the driver to send her

I won’t allow someone who has disrespected my

to ponder briefly. “Stephanie, I’ll ask the chauffeur to give you a ride back now. You can only

in bewilderment. “Mom, she’s fine now. The Clintons gave her what she wanted. Why do I still have to stay out there

If you keep being this rude, I’ll cut off your

I’m penniless!” Stephanie wailed, on the verge of losing

was stunned. “Didn’t I transfer fifty thousand to you before

How do you expect me to hold on

disappointed look at her daughter. I should’ve known it’s hard for her to realize her mistake in

her mother and whined, “Mom, let me come home.

chauffeur will give you a ride. I told your dad to arrange a secretary job for you. Go to work and stop