Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 Our Marriage Is A Joke

“I treat it as a joke from the moment you said that this place is our home.”

Amelia’s eyes twinkled. “Mr. Clinton, I am sorry.”

Oscar strolled down promptly to her side, raised her chin, and cast her an intense gaze. “Is this all just a joke to you?”

Amelia was still avoiding to meet his eyes.

“Look at me,” Oscar demanded tyrannically.

At that, Amelia looked at him submissively, but he could still sense the stubbornness within her gaze.

“Why did you call our marriage a joke?” Oscar challenged aggressively.

Amelia persistently threw the question back at him. “Well, isn’t it?”

Right then, Oscar felt a raging flame within his chest, and his expression became tensed. “Why?”

For a moment, Amelia could not comprehend why he kept asking for an explanation.

“Was it that painful for you to be with me?” Oscar asked meekly.

Amelia glanced at him in astonishment. She seemed to trace some fragility in his voice.

Meanwhile, Oscar reached out his hand and held her chin with affection. “Amelia, all this while I’ve treated you sincerely as my wife. Am I not able to be your safe haven?”

Gaping back at him, Amelia suddenly sighed, “Mr. Clinton, even if you are my safe haven, I am not the only one in it. I mean, practically everyone wants a piece of Mr. Clinton! That’s why I said that this is all just a joke.”

Lost for words, Oscar continued to gaze at her intently.

Amelia avoided his gaze. “Mr. Clinton, you should leave. I’m a little tired and feel like going to bed now. So I won’t send you down.”

Oscar grabbed her hand and held her captive in his warm embrace. “Do you really want me to leave?”

Right at that moment, Amelia had become a little irritated. Since you have other women, why are you still pretending to be affectionate, trapping me in this sticky web? Maybe love is something you can spare easily, but I’m struggling endlessly all by myself in this deep, dark pit of despair.

Pushing him away, Amelia remarked in a distant tone. “Mr. Clinton, if you don’t like me, then don’t give me false hope. I can’t bear to live in such a lie.”

Oscar’s gaze turned deep in puzzlement. “Why are you kicking up a fuss?”

As soon as he said that, Amelia could feel bitterness welling up her heart. With that, she raised her head and vent in frustration. “Kicking up a fuss? No matter what I do, you’ll always think that I’m kicking up a fuss!”

Oscar frowned. “Well, aren’t you?”

Amelia wanted to shake off his hand, but Oscar’s grip tightened even more. “Amelia, you’re biting off more than you can chew. Back when we signed the marriage papers, we agreed that I’d provide you with money, and you’d only need to be a good wife. But now, you are expecting a love that doesn’t belong to you.”

Amelia felt as if a knife stab had through her heart that instant. The pain was so real that she could not bear it anymore.

“I’m sorry if this made you uncomfortable.” Amelia calmed down and plastered a polite smile on her face. “Mr. Clinton, let me send you to the door. Wishing you and Ms. Yard a lifetime of love and happiness.”

Oscar furrowed his brows deeply at her remark.

Just then, the ringing of the phone broke the silence between them. Oscar looked at the screen and realized that it was a call from Cassie.

Taking a deep breath, he answered the phone reluctantly.

“Oz, it has been more than an hour. Where are you?” Cassie’s voice echoed from the other end.

Oscar replied patiently, “I’ll head over now. Did you listen to me and eat well?”

“I don’t have any appetite since you’re not here, Oz. Besides, my wound is still hurting, and I can’t sleep without you.” Cassie responded weakly on the phone.

Little did she know that Oscar did not find her actions adorable but rather clingy to the point that he was a tad intimidated.

Based on his impression of Cassie, she had always been a naive and playful person. Although she might be a little harsh to outsiders, she was still a relatively considerate girl. Hence, he had never thought that she would be that possessive.

“Listen to me and go have your meal. I’ll be there soon.”

“No, I’m scared because you’re not here, Oz. Besides, I really don’t have any appetite, so please come quickly.”

Becoming gradually irritated, Oscar left a swift reply and hung up. “I’ll come over now.”

After that, Oscar shifted his gaze back to Amelia again. “I’ll leave for a while. Let’s talk again after I come back and don’t overthink things. You’re definitely more important to me than you think you are.”

Without haste, Oscar walked out, leaving Amelia alone to digest those words he spitted out.

Oscar, do you mean to tell me that I am more than just an employee? You truly think of me as your wife, right?