Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 308 A Cruel Woman

“I don’t need your concern. If you think you can’t handle the job, submit your resignation letter and go back to being the social butterfly you are,” Oscar exclaimed sternly. “This isn’t the Walker family where you can do anything with your status. Show me what you’re made of, or I’ll suspect you of forging your graduation certificate.”

Isabella’s expression fell as tears welled up in her gaze. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she had been admired and praised by everyone since young. Other men flocked to her and did everything she ask for. No one had ever spoken to her harshly before. However, Oscar was hard on her today.

No matter how upset she was, she still felt that Oscar was unusually charming and sexy. Perhaps she was a masochist, for Oscar’s indifference was what attracted her to him the most. If she was merely interested in him at first sight, she was certain that her heart belonged to him now.

Oscar was an exceptional man. No woman would be able to resist his charm. Of course, she was no exception. After falling in love with him, she was willing to sacrifice herself to gain his devotion.

Just to conquer his heart, she entered the kitchen, which she used to view in contempt, just to prepare a meal that would please him.

“Oscar, I’ll prove that I’m not useless,” Isabella met his gaze and stated firmly. “I’m not slacking off. I got concerned since you were working nonstop and asked the chef to prepare some chicken soup for you. Can you please accept my sincerity?”

Oscar spared the box in her hand a terse glance before marching away.

Left behind, Isabella held the lunchbox in her hands quietly, her feelings a complicated mixture. However, her gaze was determined.

Oscar, the more aloof you are, the more I want to get you. I fell in love with you. Even if you’re in love with someone else, I’ll make sure you fall out of love with her and then occupy the empty space in your heart. Mark my words.

She ignored the other employees’ curious gazes and strode back into the building.

Oscar got into his car and gazed at the busy traffic outside in exhaustion. Something glinted in his bloodshot eyes.

He started the engine and drove away. Some time later, the car rolled to a stop before the beach where Julian and he drank their hearts out a month ago. He stared at the rolling waves as dejection overwhelmed his heart.

That day, he lost his wedding ring after getting drunk, and it remained missing until today. Perhaps it was a sign that their relationship was meant to be full of obstacles. He had ignored Amelia back then, so it was time for him to be tortured by her disappearance.

Caressing his empty finger, he was at a loss.

anywhere, I’ll be waiting right here. Can you

on the horizon. It wasn’t until his phone began ringing that he

phone out, he saw his mother’s name flashing

a fuss and threatened to call the police. She wanted to sue Amelia for bringing Tony away from them. If he hadn’t done his best to stop her, Amelia would’ve been a wanted criminal

powerful enough to frame an innocent person if they wished. They could make up a convincing

answering his phone, but Olivia was persistent. Thus, his phone kept

Finally, he caved in.

he answered the call, Olivia’s cold voice rang out. “Oscar, where are

in my office. What is this about?” he rubbed his temples and replied

instant. Otherwise, I’ll head to the police station and make a report. When the police find her,

to hold back his anger. “Mom, I’ll go

he

fatigued and helpless. If someone else dared to threaten him, he’d made sure that person regretted doing so. However, Olivia was his mother. He was rendered powerless

and Olivia’s oppression gave him a

stepped into the hall when he

his temples throbbing, signaling the arrival

breath, he

“Mom, Dad.”

Owen

glowered at him and went straight to the topic. “Any

But there will be

Where

I’m proud to call you my son, and I’ve always put you first. I hope you won’t disappoint me. Otherwise, there’s no telling what I will

surprisingly silent as

Tony away, but she’s the boy’s mother. I’m certain she won’t torture him. Just give it some time, and you’ll reunite with Tony soon. You need to relax instead of

grandson! I’m in my sixties, and I don’t have long to live. God knows if I’ll live to see my second grandchild! You want me to calm