Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 129

 Too Much to Bear, My Love Chapter 129 You Fight For Your Relationship

Amelia stopped and turned around. “Ms. Larson, when you fight for your relationship, you have to make it seem like you’re generous. Sometimes, men won’t believe in things as easily as you think they would.”

With that said, she left.

Amelia had wanted to leave the hospital immediately, but right after she reached the first floor, her phone rang.

When she took it out of her bag, she realized it was Oscar calling.

Picking up the call, she muttered, “Hello?”

“Where are you?”

“Downstairs. I’m about to go back.”

“Didn’t I tell you we were having lunch together? Stay where you are. I’ll go to you right away.”

Staring at the screen after the call ended, the corner of Amelia’s lips lifted. She then kept her phone in her bag and obediently waited for him in the same spot.

Oscar was swift to come down. Right as he exited the elevator, Amelia’s burning gaze was on him.

Striding over, the man said, “Let’s go.”

Amelia walked beside him until they reached the car. Once they were both in the car, Oscar buckled the seatbelt for her and asked, “What would you like to eat?”

After a moment of contemplation, she replied, “I feel like eating something spicy.”

Oscar nodded and made a call. After a few minutes, he then ended the call and informed her, “I’ve reserved a room for us. We’ll order when we reach.”

Amelia nodded and leaned back on her seat.

“Mr. Clinton, how is Ms. Yard doing?”

Glancing at her, Oscar replied, “The doctor said she’s recovering well. She’ll be able to go home to rest in a few days.”

“Does she want to discharge herself from the hospital so soon?” Amelia abruptly voiced.

Instantly, Oscar scowled.

As if his reaction was within her expectations, Amelia chuckled and said, “She doesn’t want to be discharged, does she?”

Oscar fell silent, and it meant that she was right.

Amelia let out a dry laugh. “Congratulations, Mr. Clinton, it seems like she adores you so much that she doesn’t even want to spend a second away from you. Once she’s out of the hospital, I’m sure she’ll convince her whole family to persuade you to divorce me. When that happens, they’ll persuade you to marry her instead.”

After a pause, she continued, “Mr. Clinton, although I want to congratulate you, I don’t think it feels good to be forced, right?”

Oscar’s scowl deepened. “You—”

As if she was a cheeky child who found the way to blackmail someone, Amelia grinned. “I’m sorry, Mr. Clinton. My mouth works faster than my brain does. Please don’t take anything I say to heart.”

At that, Oscar sighed in exasperation.

With a serene look on her face, she muttered, “I think Ms. Yard is clinging to you. You promised to marry her too. I’m afraid I, the contractual wife, will soon have to leave.”

“You seem quite happy about it,” Oscar ground out.

Cupping her own cheeks, Amelia exclaimed dramatically, “Is my expression that obvious, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar did not know why he felt upset when he heard that reply of hers. “Are you that keen on divorcing me? Didn’t you say you couldn’t bear to leave me a while ago?”

At that, Amelia tilted her head to the side to conceal the flash of disappointment in her eyes. Only after recollecting herself did she nonchalantly respond, “Honestly, aren’t we comical? We keep coming back to this question of whether we should get a divorce or not.”

“I think you’re the one who keeps mentioning it.”

Amelia nodded. “I’ve heard from others that the one to fall in love will be the one who loses. I didn’t think that was true back then, but now I do. I’ve fallen hard for you, but you, you’re still the same as ever. It seems like I’m really no match for you in the world of love.”

Hearing her, Oscar’s hand on the steering wheel stilled for a moment. However, he soon recomposed himself.

“Are you admitting that you’ve fallen for me?”

Amelia nodded truthfully. “There’s nothing embarrassing in admitting I’ve fallen for you. Unfortunately for me, it seems like your attention is more on the other woman.”

At that moment, Oscar felt as if his heart had leaped into his throat.

Stopping his car, he spun around to look at the woman seated next to him. His menacing gaze that landed on her frightened her, and she stuttered, “W-What’s wrong, Mr. Clinton?”

He remained silent as he unbuckled her safety belt and placed his hand behind her head. Pulling her closer, he breathed warm breaths onto her skin.

It was only then he voiced, “Are you really in love with me?”

Amelia’s eyes glistened as her face heated up despite herself.

“Are you really in love with me?” Oscar repeated.

Amelia turned to look out of the window. “Mr. Clinton, are you that happy to hear I’ve fallen for you?”

“Look at me,” Oscar demanded.

A deep breath was what Amelia took before she turned to look at him. When the two locked eyes, they saw the intense emotions in each other’s eyes.

Right as Oscar lowered his head to kiss Amelia’s lips, the ringtone of someone’s phone began echoing in the car.

Oscar’s expression promptly darkened.

On the other hand, Amelia patted her cheeks before she took her phone out of her bag. A glance at the screen told her it was from Jennifer.