Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 259

Chapter 259 You Are Not Her Type

Isabella couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. With her striking features and curves, she was constantly surrounded by men. Being ignored by both Oscar and Kurt made her slightly humiliated.

“Kurt,” warned Amelia. “Isabella is a guest.”

Hearing that, Kurt stretched out his hand and said coolly, “Hello. I am Kurt Alfsen.”

Isabella flashed a wry smile. “No wonder Oscar hired you to be his bodyguard. You’re more imposing than the usual bodyguards.”

Instead of answering her, Kurt took Tony from Amelia. “Your arm has just healed, so I’ll hold Tony.”

Seeing that, Isabella suddenly said, “Amelia, you and Kurt look more like a couple. Together with Tony, you look like the perfect family.” It wasn’t sure whether she did it on purpose.

Amelia threw her a sideways glance.

Isabella covered her lips as though she had just realized her mistake.

With an apologetic tone, she said, “I’m sorry, Amelia. I didn’t mean anything else. It was just a casual remark. You both look every inch the perfect couple. Your looks complement each other, and I find that pleasing to the eye.”

Kurt gave her a sharp gaze. “Apologize to her.”

For a moment, Isabella didn’t quite get what he meant.

“Apologize,” he repeated sternly.

Isabella was confused.

With Tony in one arm, he appeared before Isabella in a flash and grabbed her neck with his right hand. He lifted her up by force and announced frostily, “I hate women who are presumptuous.”

Isabella’s face turned red from the chokehold. She slapped Kurt’s hand and kicked her feet around frantically to free herself.

Amelia gave a start. “Kurt, release her!” she yelled.

In response, Kurt tossed her unceremoniously to the ground. Once Isabella landed on the ground, she was invigorated again. After taking a few deep breaths, she glared at Kurt angrily. Before she could unleash her wrath, the door opened, and Oscar strode in.

Her angry expression immediately disappeared as she dissolved into pitiful sobs.

Oscar spared her a brief glance. “What’s wrong?” he asked Amelia.

Amelia had no words to explain the bizarre situation.

Kurt revealed stonily, “I taught her a lesson for trying to stir things up. If you’re upset, I’ll willingly get punished.”

Oscar couldn’t be bothered about Isabella’s plight. “Are you all right, Amelia?” he inquired gently.

Amelia shook her head.

and exclaimed

knitted his brows, for he hated it when women tried to approach him with ulterior

his rude action. I’ll treat you to a

him to apologize to me. I

her. Hurry up and apologize to

readily. However, his expression remained

but didn’t manage to visit you often. Mrs. Clinton told me you’re a great chef.

no idea what Isabella was getting at. She’s an heiress, so there’s no

ones. Isabella was the apple of the eye of the wealthy and

her behalf, “Amelia isn’t free. Ms. Walker, you should

at him before asking, “Oscar, do you

came Oscar’s curt

giggles. “Why? Oscar, a gentleman wouldn’t disgrace a lady. Yes, I had just returned from Anglandur, and you might feel uncomfortable by my style,

but I admire capable women instead of women who loved showing off how smart they are,” Oscar told her in a straightforward manner. He didn’t

Isabella was rather embarrassed.

“I don’t understand, Oscar.”

put an arm around Amelia’s waist and

When Oscar and Amelia were no longer in sight,

too ugly to be Boss’

“Come again?” she

so stop pretending to be one.” Having said that, Kurt spun on

felt both humiliated and disgraced. She stalked to Kurt and laughed icily. “Kurt, you don’t know me well. Yes, I admire Oscar, but that doesn’t mean I’ll

“Get out.”

“What?”

perfume is disgusting.

face distorted

and

when she saw Isabella walk down

anger and shook her head. “Mrs. Clinton, I guess Amelia doesn’t like me. I was talking

hesitance was enough to

Oscar isn’t close to other women, so his female employees are all afraid of him. Perhaps Amelia’s just afraid his icy attitude will hurt your feelings,” Olivia offered an

Mrs. Clinton. My mom just called and told us to go home,

ask Norton to give you a

Clinton. Noah and I drove here,” Isabella rejected

Clinton, I’ll

Olivia nodded in response.

Perhaps Stephanie

“Noah!” Isabella called out.

and

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