Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 306

Chapter 306 Exerting Pressure

The next day, Oscar woke up as pain squeezed his head. He slapped his head hard and groaned helplessly.

“I prepared some chamomile tea for you. Have a sip.” A steaming cup appeared before Oscar. He looked up to see Julian towering above him.

Oscar took the cup from him. Blowing on it gently, he chugged it down.

 

Returning the cup to Julian, he asked, “Why am I at your house?”

They were both in Julian’s apartment in the city. Before Oscar got married, he had spent a few nights here. Hence, he immediately recognized the surroundings.

“Why else? You were drunk last night and vomited all over me. I don’t have your apartment keys, and there was no way I would send you back to the Clinton residence, so I had to bring you back to my place,” Julian explained.

Oscar felt his head throb even more. “I’m sorry,” he rasped.

“Stop apologizing to me. Are you all right? Do you want to go back to bed?” Julian asked.

Shaking his head, Oscar got up from bed. He looked really exhausted and haggard.

 

“What time it is?” he asked while patting his head.

“It’s nine in the morning,” Julian answered. As Oscar’s gaze landed on his hand before reaching into his pockets as though he was looking for something, Julian inquired, “What are you looking for?”

“My ring,” came Oscar’s answer. His voice seemed a little deflated.

“Ring?” Julian was confused. “Isn’t it on your finger?”

Oscar’s expression soured. He entered the bathroom to wash himself up swiftly. When he exited the bathroom, Julian urged, “Did you find it?”

Shaking his head, Oscar said, “I’ll look around the bar and the beach. I’ll take my leave now.”

Julian trotted behind him. “Why don’t you leave after having breakfast? You got drunk last night on an empty stomach. That isn’t good for your health.”

“No need.” Oscar gave his shoulder a reassuring pat. “It wasn’t your fault about what happened to me and Amelia. I’m sorry for lashing out at you last night. Don’t take it to heart. We’re still friends.”

shrugged and grinned. “I didn’t take your punches to heart. Don’t worry, we’re still friends. I’ll do my best to find

that alone. I need to go back home later and explain the entire situation to

before Oscar left with

combed through his hair irritably. It was because of him that his friend’s

lying to claim that he didn’t

idea what was going on in Julian’s mind. He was focused on getting the ring back. After all, Amelia and he had only custom-made the rings a while ago, and it meant a

at the beach. The beer bottles

the entire area thoroughly, but it was as if it had disappeared into thin air. He tugged at his hair in frustration as dejection flashed across his

business yet. He gave the bar owner a call, and a bar employee who lived nearby soon showed up with the key. “Mr. Clinton,”

“Open the door.”

employee unlocked the door as instructed, and Oscar promptly went to the sofa he occupied last night.

ring when you were

Mr. Clinton. Normally, we’ll hand any items our customers left behind to

instant, Oscar’s face clouded

the ring, give me a call. I’ll

If someone finds your ring, we’ll give you a call at

Oscar left the bar with a

immediately whipped it out earnestly, but the caller

his phone and allowed it to ring incessantly. As the caller refused

“Hello, Mom.”

out. “Oscar, where are you?

readily. He could guess why Olivia summoned him home hastily. It was most likely

he started the engine and drove

the house. Olivia,

I’m back,” Oscar greeted

pointed at the sofa right next

and sat down with his

visit Amelia and Tony. No one answered the door. I called Amelia,

“Mom, calm down. What I’m going to say

deep breath as her

“Speak.”

brief silence, Oscar

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