Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 109

Amelia did not want to accept the call, but Cassie could be quite persistent. The woman kept calling non-stop that it eventually got on Molly’s nerves. “Mrs. Clinton, if you don’t want to take the call, you could just switch off the phone. Whoever the caller is, they’re so uncultured. They should stop calling when it’s clear that no one wants to answer the phone.”

Amelia smiled at her. “It’s fine, Molly, I’ll take the call outside. I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Mrs. Clinton, I’d advise you to answer it upstairs. You’re pregnant now. There’s no harm in being more careful.”

Amelia nodded and went upstairs.

She picked up the call once she entered the bedroom. “What now, Ms. Yard? What else do you have to say to me?”

On the other end of the line, Cassie spoke. “Amelia, are you free now? Let’s meet outside.”

Amelia refused. “Ms. Yard, I don’t have the time. Whatever it is, you can say it over the phone.”

Cassie was adamant. “Amelia, I’ll see you at Starbucks in an hour. If you don’t come, I’ll drop by at your place. I reckon Oz will love to see me make an entrance.”

Amelia ground her teeth. “Cassie, how do you still have the face to show yourself?”

“Oz has promised to marry me as soon as possible, you see. He also said that he’s not willing to have our child born out of wedlock. Since the house you’re currently staying in will be mine eventually, it’s not wrong for me, the soon-to-be lady of the house, to exercise my right in advance, is it?”

Cassie made some bold statements.

Amelia barked out a laugh. She changed her mind and said, “Fine. I’ll see you at Starbucks in an hour.”

With that, she abruptly ended the phone call.

Amelia went to the closet to pick out what she should wear. She took the task seriously because, even though she was with child, and that her belly would continue to grow, causing her body to swell out of shape—in fact, there was no shape to speak of now—she did not want to lose to Cassie.

To a certain extent, her appearance was bound to give people the wrong impression. They would always regard her as a promiscuous woman. On the other hand, Cassie, with her angelic looks, had a certain advantage over her. Therefore, when it came to seeking sympathy, Amelia would most likely lose out. Even so, she did not want to lose to Cassie before the competition even started.

The war between these two women actually depended on whomever the man would side with.

Amelia arrived at Starbucks five minutes before the appointed time. She ordered a cup of Jamaican Blue Mountain and got a table. Time ticked by and, unexpectedly, Cassie had yet to show up. Soon, she finished her drink. When she checked her phone, she realized that half an hour had passed.

Amelia dialed Cassie’s number. When the call was connected, she growled at the recipient, “Ms. Yard, are you here yet? Your time may be cheap, but mine is precious, so I suggest you show yourself within the next ten minutes or I’m leaving!”

The moment she finished her rant, however, Cassie’s weak voice sounded from the other end of the line, “Amelia, my stomach hurts a great deal. Am I going to lose my baby? Can you come here, please?”

Hearing that, Amelia panicked. She asked hurriedly, “Where are you? Give me your address. I’m coming.”

Cassie provided her the address over the phone.

Amelia was quite surprised to learn that Cassie lived so close to Oscar’s neighborhood, but right then she was facing a matter of life and death. She had no time to get jealous about it.

She quickly paid, rushed out of the shop, and got into her car. Before setting off, she thought she should give Oscar a call.

She dialed Oscar’s number, but it did not go through the first time. Luckily, it was answered on the second try.

“Mr. Clinton, Ms. Yard just called. She told me her stomach hurts. I don’t know what’s going on but I’m going there now to take a look. If you’re not busy, please come. After all… it’s your child. If anything happens, you’ll grieve as well.”

“I’m on my way,” Oscar said and promptly hung up the call.

Amelia looked at the beeping phone and, for a while, she let herself indulge in sadness. But she quickly got over it and drove away.

Luckily, it was not rush hour, so Amelia was able to drive at top speed to her destination. Before long, she reached Cassie’s neighborhood and took the elevator upstairs.

Outside Cassie’s apartment, Amelia knocked vigorously on the door, but no one came to answer it. She took the elevator downstairs again and informed the guards in the security room. The two guards took the keys and followed her upstairs.

They opened the door to find Cassie slumped at the stairway. A pool of blood had formed at her legs.

Amelia could tell that things had gotten from bad to worse. She ordered the guards to call for an ambulance. Then, she quickly ran over and kneeled down beside Cassie, calling her name over and over again.

Cassie slowly awakened. When she realized it was Amelia calling her, she grasped at the latter’s hand weakly. She pleaded, “Amelia, please save my baby. I don’t want to lose her.”

Amelia grabbed the woman’s hand firmly as she assured her, “Don’t worry. We’ll get you to the hospital now. You and your baby will be fine.”

“Save my baby. Save my baby. I still want to marry Oscar,” Cassie pleaded.

Amelia’s mind was all over the place, but she still managed to remain calm and said, “Don’t worry, your baby will be fine. We’re taking you to the hospital now.”

She turned toward the two guards. “Sirs, have you called the ambulance?”