Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 106

“Be honest with me, Mr. Clinton. How many women have you kissed?” Amelia interrogated. Simmering with jealousy, she looked him boldly in the eye.

Oscar held a straight face. He leaned into her ear and chuckled suggestively, “Are you being jealous?”

A chill crawled up Amelia’s spine, making her head shake furiously. He’s got a nasty habit of getting on my nerves.

“Mr. Clinton, can you be more serious?” Amelia spoke irritatedly and patted his chest again.

He focused his gaze on her. “Will you believe me if I said that you’re the only woman I’ve kissed so affectionately?”

Amelia gazed into the depths of his eyes; people often said that eyes were the windows to one’s soul, that a person’s eyes reveal whether or not they are sincere.

From the intensity in Oscar’s eyes, Amelia believed that his words were true.

Oscar was a man of few words, but his every word brimmed with sincerity.

“Weren’t you like this with your beloved?”

“I’ve told you. I was too busy with work back when I dated Cassie. Plus, Cassie was wilder then. She’d spend more than half a year on travels and shopping trips. We’d barely get a few days to spend time with each other, and when we did, she would cut our time short to be with her girlfriends. So while I was fond of her, I never touched her intimately.”

Amelia’s eyes widened at him. “So, you and Ms. Yard lived as celibates when you were together?”

Oscar shot a glare her way. He tapped her nose and sighed, “Do you have to ruin the mood?”

Amelia chuckled. Her laughter was light and airy, like her happy disposition.

Her heart swelled with joy when she heard that Oscar wasn’t physically intimate with Cassie. At least I have an advantage over Cassie when it comes to physical touch.

Oscar leaned in for another kiss. Before he could take things to the next level, however, his phone rang untimely.

He pulled out his phone and saw his secretary’s name on the caller id.

He answered and said, “Hello?”

Their exchange on the phone wasn’t audible to Amelia.

“I will arrive in half an hour,” Oscar said before ending the call. Then, he nibbled on Amelia’s lips and promised, “I’ll deal with you later tonight.”

Amelia hopped off the sofa. She helped put on his suit and tie as a virtuous wife would.

Following this, Amelia saw him off at the door. “Drive safely, Mr. Clinton. Are you coming back for dinner tonight? I’ll have Molly prepare some lobster, your favorite.”

“I’ll come home as soon as the meeting ends,” Oscar promised. This was an unusual sight as he rarely made promises to get home early for dinner.

Amelia chuckled, “Alright. Take care, Mr. Clinton. I’ll wait up to have dinner with you.”

Oscar nodded.

Once he left, Amelia retired for a nap.

She slept till four in the afternoon before she freshened up and went out with Molly for some groceries.

“You didn’t have to accompany me, Mrs. Clinton.” Molly continued worryingly, “The farmer’s market can be a bit crowded, and it can smell a bit odd at times. What if someone accidentally bumps into you while we’re walking?”

“Come now, Molly, I’m not that delicate. The doctor says I’m perfectly healthy. Plus, I haven’t cooked in a while. I thought I’d surprise Oscar by cooking him a meal tonight.”

“You’re a good lady Mrs. Clinton,” Molly said endearingly. “Mr. Clinton is blessed to have you for a wife. Seeing the two of you being lovey-dovey makes me happy. I’ve worked for the Clintons for many years, and I’ve watched Mr. Clinton grow up before my very eyes, so he’s like a son to me; I really hope that the two of you can live happily. Maybe because I grew up poor, but I can see that only you are worthy of Mr. Clinton. Any other heiress could never be as devoted to him as you are.”

Amelia held Molly’s hand and smiled softly. “Oscar and I see you as our parent too, Molly. Your hopes for us are kind. We’ll do our best to make it come true.”

“Good, good.”

When they arrived, almost every vendor at the farmer’s market greeted Molly. One of them asked excitedly at the sight of her, “Molly, is this your daughter or your daughter-in-law? What a pretty girl. How long has she been pregnant? Not many youngins are willing to accompany their elders out for grocery these days.”

Molly beamed from ear to ear. “She’s my employer’s daughter-in-law. She happened to have some time today, so she’s joining me on a grocery run.”

Amelia flashed a honeyed smile at the vendor. “Ma’am, seeing that it’s my first time here, are there any deals that I can get for these vegetables? Molly has always praised that your vegetables are the best.”

This brightened the vendor’s mood immediately. She answered with a chirpy smile, “You flatter me, dear! Alright. I’ll let you have this cabbage at two-fifty for a pound. As for the bean sprouts, that’ll be one for each pound. The cauliflower is three-fifty. If Molly buys them all today, I’ll add another twenty percent off.”

Molly bought a fairly large amount of vegetables from this stall. As they continued their grocery shopping, everyone complimented Amelia every step of the way.

After all, it wasn’t every day that a stunning and celebrity-like woman was seen at the farmer’s market.