Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 481 A Failure

When the car pulled up in front of Yard Manor, Cassie shoved June aside and opened the car door. She was about to step out when June said softly, “I don’t mind if you want to let everyone see you looking like that. I can even take the opportunity to take photos of it.”

Cassie spun around and glared at him. He did all this. Over the last two years, he has destroyed my confidence and trampled on my self-esteem. His actions are way more despicable than what Oscar did. Oscar hurt me, but I brought that upon myself. As for June, he deliberately does what he knows he shouldn’t. June has not only walked all over me, but he has also ruined my artistic career. He took everything I had and crushed them beneath his feet.

Shooting him a death glare, she hissed, “You’re a f*cking wolf in sheep’s clothing!”

June was unfazed by her anger. He instructed the driver nonchalantly, “Bring her a dress. Also, I don’t want what happened today to leak out. Understood?”

The driver nodded. He got out of the car with his head bowed, not even daring to glance at Cassie in the rearview mirror.

He soon returned with a white dress. As June took the dress, he asked, “Did anyone say anything?”

The driver replied, “Mrs. Yard asked what happened, so I explained that a car bumped into Ms. Yard. I assured her that Ms. Yard was fine, but her dress got torn.”

June waved for the man to leave, and the driver withdrew at once.

“Put this on, Baby. I particularly like seeing you in a white dress. In Chanaea, white symbolizes purity. Ironically, you’re nothing like that,” June remarked while smirking, holding the dress against Cassie.

Cassie grabbed the white dress from his hands, undressed right before him, and put it on.

June ogled at her body, swallowing hard as he said, “No matter how many times I’ve touched your body, it still tempts me like a fatal attraction. All I want now is to push you down and—” Before he could finish his sentence, Cassie threw the clothes she had been wearing straight in his face.

“You scoundrel. I hope you rot in hell,” Cassie snarled. With that, she opened the car door and got out.

June buried his nose in her clothes and sniffed it with

good as you. You’re the only one for me. For you, I can even put up with your promiscuous ways. Why do you still go looking for Oscar?

only belong to me, so stop infuriating me. Otherwise, I’ll even be willing to ruin you so that you have no choice but to stay by my side,” he continued in a threatening

sniffing Cassie’s clothes, looking intoxicated by her unique

out of the car, he reverted

to her parents about his despicable actions. His lips curled into a smirk, and he strode over

Mr. and Mrs. Yard,” June

broke into a smile when

mind what she says.” As Elizabeth spoke, she

just now, and he said some humiliating things.

stubbornly after how he treated you? Don’t you have any shame? I really think you’ve got a screw loose. You’re

utterly ruined. I had no clue about what went on in the company, and I had no interest in a white-collar job and working nine to five. The only thing I was good at was drinking. Now that I’ve finally regained some of my confidence, all you and Dad do is tell me off. You treat June

was so infuriated that

Oscar deliberately sought to seek

Yard Group these past two years. He was so ruthless that there was practically nothing your father could do. You, a spoiled rich brat, were almost at risk of sleeping out on the streets like a beggar! Do you think you could continue to live so extravagantly as you are now? If June had not stepped in to help, you probably wouldn’t even have a dog’s kennel to sleep in! You’re an absolute idiot who doesn’t learn her lesson! Instead, you

rather Cassie be in an alcoholic stupor all day than have her trying to speak to the Clintons. Our families used to be

you understand me at all. I’m not going to stay here and waste my time

called out,

then walked over to

“Sit down.”

Cassie complied.

if he divorces Amelia, it’ll still be a fact that you mean nothing to him. If you continue to pester him, you’ll only be embarrassing yourself further. Although we’re not as wealthy and influential as the Clintons, no one can deny your status as the daughter of a prominent family and your upper-class upbringing. You’ll only tarnish your reputation if you hang around a man like that. Others