Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 476 The Devil

Oscar and Amelia enjoyed a night of passion, while Cassie woke up with a splitting headache in a hotel the next day. She held her head and groaned from her hangover.

“Awake?” A woman’s cold voice rang out in the room.

Startled, Cassie lifted her head and met the gaze of an unknown, expressionless woman. She croaked, “Who are you?”

Jean ignored her question and shot straight to the point. “That’s not important. If you’re clear-headed, I’m leaving.”

She was almost at the door when Cassie screeched, “Stay right where you are.”

Jean grimaced, having hoped that she could leave without fanfare. Still, considering Cassie’s friendship with Oscar and Amelia’s orders to look after Cassie, Jean could only swallow her indignation at dealing with the hungover woman’s rudeness.

“Yes?” Jean turned around.

“Who sent me here last night?” Cassie tapped her head, struggling to recall what had happened after her argument with Amelia. Despite her best efforts, nothing came to mind. It was as if her brain had stopped remembering anything at that exact moment.

“Boss and Mrs. Clinton sent you home after you drank yourself into oblivion. You looked even more pathetic than the homeless ruffians on the street,” Jean scoffed as her gaze roved over Cassie. “I have no idea what Boss saw in you in the first place. You’re way below Mrs. Clinton’s league. In fact, I’d venture to say you’re like a swan that regressed into an ugly duckling.”

Cassie’s face twisted with rage, and she threw a pillow at Jean, shrieking, “Get lost! Get out of my sight!”

Jean gladly left the massive presidential suite, leaving a stunned Cassie on the bed.

Her gaze was unfocused. She was seemingly lost in her thoughts.

Cassie scrambled off the bed and ran barefoot into

began appraising herself in the mirror, gently running her hand over her pale face. A self-deprecating laugh bubbled out of her. No wonder she called me an ugly duckling. I’m giving those poor ducklings a run for their money.

wailed as she cupped her face, questioning her sanity in

sabotage Clinton Corporations with June, Cassie had never gotten over Oscar. She

me; this can’t be me! How can I look like this?” She could not come to terms with the fact that Oscar had seen her in such an unkempt state. Oh God, he already hates me enough. He must’ve been so disgusted last

felt like throwing

gaze, pushing her to get off the floor. She murmured in a frenzy, “I have to change. I have to get back on my feet again. Oscar sent me here last night because he still cares about our old relationship. I’m sure he hasn’t gotten over me! I just need

of purpose, Cassie arranged for a hotel employee to bring

meticulously, successfully covering the dark eye

the mirror, pleased with the results of her artfully

ended the call,

phone. I got a fright when you disappeared last night. I’ve been searching for you all night. Now be a good girl and come home. If you’re really into that stuff, I’ll get some for you. I just didn’t want you to get addicted. You’re my only

contents of the text. Her anger and hatred for June ballooned. I wouldn’t

hell to avenge his past humiliation at her hands. She had followed him to every unsavory

recovered the motivation and courage to pursue Oscar. She had had enough of escaping reality through all manners of shady pursuits. It was as though she

with another call from

despicable! I’ve wallowed under your control for years. Turning me into an alcoholic was one thing, but now you’re trying to groom me into becoming a drug addict? Are you intent on

“Tell me where you are. I’ve

preening after causing my downfall? Well, you can leave Chanaea

serious. “Honey, I know this is just the alcohol talking. I’m letting your harsh words slide since you’re just acting out in your hungover state. Come now, be a nice girl, and tell me where you are. I’ll

raw nerve, and Cassie exploded, “Keep my parents out of this! You pretentious *sshole! I’ve never met a man as

hung up before giving him a chance

was entertaining her mother in the living room like the perfect son-in-law. June had shrewdly kept Elizabeth in the dark about Cassie’s wayward exploits over the