Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 455 Crossed The Line

Oscar pinned Amelia against the wall once they got home, claiming her lips in a deep kiss.

They made love to each other all night, and despite her exhaustion, Amelia woke up early the next morning thanks to her unerring biological clock.

Her eyes fluttered open, and Oscar leaned over her, sweetly planting a kiss on her forehead as she tried to get out of bed.

Oscar swiped the alarm clock off their bedside table and noticed that it was twenty to eight. He pulled Amelia back into his arms and coaxed, “Sleep a little longer. Don’t go to work today. I’ll call in sick for you.”

Amelia burrowed into his embrace and lightly nipped at his jaw. “Oscar, it’s time for me to get up. I’m going to be late if I fall back asleep.”

“You have me. You don’t need to work so hard,” Oscar replied, tightening his arms around her.

Amelia mock-scolded him, “Oscar, I’ve finally regained the overflowing passion for design I haven’t seen since my university days. My body feels like it’s bursting with creativity with all the designs I’d like to explore. You promised you’d support me in my choices. Don’t tell me you’re going back on your words now.”

Oscar merely kissed her forehead once more, mildly exasperated by her determination.

“Do you really like this job?”

“I do,” came Amelia’s earnest reply.

“All right. But you’ve got to let me know if it’s tiring you out. I’ll open a design studio where you can be your own boss. That way, you’ll call the shots and the hours.”

A radiant smile bloomed on Amelia’s face. She pushed herself up on her elbows and kissed Oscar’s cheek. Thankfully, the soreness from last night’s activities had begun to dissipate, and Amelia eventually crawled out of bed with some difficulty. “I’m going to get a quick shower. You should too, or you’ll be late.”

She washed up in under ten minutes and came out of the bathroom. As she did so, she saw Oscar picking out a suit in their wardrobe, his hair freshly wet from a shower.

Amelia could not resist the urge to hug him from behind. She pressed her chest against his broad back and purred like a kitten.

“What should I do, Oscar? I’m jealous of

himself as he lowered his head and captured her mouth in a longing kiss. Things were just getting heated when Amelia hastily pulled

“We need to go to

and replied, “I’m letting you off the

the kitchen with their breakfast, and she smiled warmly before greeting them, “Good

“Molly, you’re back! I

Clinton, I’m sure you miss my cooking more than you miss

that you would think that way. I missed

bite back her

patiently as Amelia and Oscar enjoyed the breakfast she had prepared. Amelia seemed to have worked up a large appetite as she devoured two bowls of oatmeal. She panicked when she

“Not to worry. I’ve called your manager and informed him that you’ll be late because you’re feeling unwell;

it’s better to report late to work. Still, Amelia grimaced as she imagined how quickly the theories for her tardiness would spread through the rumor

their penchant for creating

Oscar

and asked Oscar, “Don’t you think you’re abusing your power? You said you wouldn’t interfere with my work, yet you’ve

just worried that you would be bullied in your new company; that’s why I contacted your manager and

blaming you. I find your chivalry

brought a loving smile to Oscar’s face. He was a

arrived at Amelia’s office too soon, and she kissed Oscar

“Amelia, I’m about to expire from jealousy. Oscar sent you flowers and

did not mention any gifts during their car ride. Just then, she recalled Oscar’s promise of a memorable courtship, and she secretly hoped that the surprise on her desk was one of his many romantic

the bouquet. The lack of a message card briefly raised

contents, Amelia stumbled backward in horror. She flung the box

paled further when she recognized the young boy in the photo; she picked it

beloved

would have let the entire matter slide had the subject of this horrid prank been anyone but her precious son. How could they be cruel enough