Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 198

Too Much to Bear, My Love Chapter 198

Oscar couldn’t be bothered to come up with a retort, so he walked directly to the side of the bed. His gaze turned loving as he stared at the still-slumbering Amelia. He asked, “How long has she been sleeping?”

“About two hours,” answered Tiffany. She instinctively lowered her voice because she was worried about waking Amelia up.

Kurt was staring at Amelia as well. That was the first time he had ever seen her from such a close distance. Naturally, he had seen her before, but he had always only stared from a distance. His impression of Amelia was that she was beautiful and sexy. He didn’t like anything else about her.

Kurt was a man, so he couldn’t deny that Amelia was a fatal attraction to most men. A beautiful and sexy woman like her often turned out to be another man’s accessories, and she seemed like a splendid choice for a mistress.

The truth was that both he and Donnie weren’t happy when they first heard about how Oscar wanted to marry Amelia. They thought that Amelia was nothing but a vixen and a promiscuous one at that. Most men would instinctively prevent women like that from being their wives. Their first impression and action would be to see those women as playthings.

Perhaps it was because Kurt’s impression of Amelia was that she was sexy, but when he saw her lying on the bed like that… Kurt couldn’t stop his heart from skipping a beat. She looks so thin and frail, and her pale figure exudes a sweet seduction.

Kurt shook his head and warned himself against having any idea.

Tiffany caught Kurt shaking his head. She thought it was funny and couldn’t resist teasing him a little. She said, “Hey Kurt, isn’t Amelia the most stunning woman ever? If you’d like, I can introduce you to her.”

Sweat dripped from Kurt’s head. He could almost imagine Oscar’s sharp gaze shooting daggers at him.

“Ms. Winters, please stop joking,” requested Kurt as he put on a straight face and pretended to be calm.

Tiffany couldn’t help laughing aloud.

“Aw, Kurt. You look so handsome when you act all tough and serious. Keep doing that.”

Kurt couldn’t stop his lips from twitching. This woman has got to be the weirdest woman I have ever met.

Oscar, however, ignored the annoying Tiffany entirely. He held Amelia’s hand and place it on his cheek.

It was as if Amelia could sense his presence, for her eyelids fluttered soon after, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was Oscar, and that got her gaze to turn sweeter with adoration. She grinned and asked, “You’re done with work?”

Oscar replied with a smile, “Yeah. Do you feel any discomfort? Has the doctor given you an examination?”

Amelia shook her head lightly and grinned before saying, “I’m fine. Did I scare you last night when I suddenly develop a fever?”

Oscar kissed the back of her hand and answered, “Your man is not a scaredy-cat, you know? Besides, with me here, neither heaven nor hell will be able to claim your soul.”

Tiffany snorted. She couldn’t resist dissing, “What a load of nonsense, Mr. Clinton. Do remind me who was it again that got so nervous that he basically turned into a weird jittering alarm clock with no sound when Amelia was being pushed into the operating room yesterday? My gosh, I swear, that had to be a face that comic artists draw inspiration from! The idiot simply enjoys putting on a brave face in front of Amelia and acts all tough. Tsk! Tsk! How embarrassing.”

Oscar’s expression remained unreadable. He simply acted as if he couldn’t hear a word Tiffany said.

Amelia turned to Tiffany in exasperation and chuckled before complaining, “Tiff…”

Tiffany shrugged and replied, “Alright, alright. You two continue being lovey-dovey. Just pretend that we’re not here.”

We? Hearing that word alerted Amelia to Kurt’s presence.

She thought that he looked familiar, but she couldn’t quite recall who he was.

“Tiff, is this your friend?” asked Amelia softly.

Tiffany pouted and crossed her arms before saying, “Nah. This handsome hunk is Mr. Clinton’s bodyguard. A certain someone is really good at hiding sh*ts. He even has a bodyguard of his own! That bodyguard had been lurking in the dark all the while, so we never see him. Not even once! It’s a good thing he’s a dude. If he had been a beautiful woman, I would’ve suspected that a certain someone has a mistress.”

Kurt got so exasperated that even his lips gave up twitching. He simply stared at the back of Tiffany’s head.

Amelia was feeling a little helpless as well. She spoke sweetly to Kurt. “Please don’t take her words to heart. Tiff has always been a little too straightforward, but she means no harm.”

Kurt was polite and serious when he bowed to Amelia and said, “Ma’am, you are my employer’s wife, so please feel free to call me by my name, Kurt. Besides, Boss has already assigned me to you, and your safety is my job now. Hence, I will obey all of your commands from today onwards.”

Amelia was genuinely surprised. She wanted to wave her hands, but one of her hands was attached to a bag of saline while Oscar was holding the other.

“Kurt, right? There’s no need to be so polite. I feel like we’re about the same age, so please refer to me as Amelia. I actually feel awkward hearing you call me ma’am,” replied Amelia.

Tiffany was also surprised. She jumped backward and complained, “Yeah, man. What’s with the polite act? You’re both of the same age, so it’s inappropriate to be that polite. Also, it’ll bring bad luck to Amelia.”

Kurt was at a loss, so he turned to Oscar. Oscar, however, was looking at Amelia and said, “Amelia, I specifically assigned this bodyguard over for you. I was careless previously and thought that those evildoers would know better than attacking you. We live in the same apartment, after all, and I thought that would dissuade them. Turns out, I underestimated their idiocy, and you got hurt because of it. I am so sorry.”

He was especially sorry that his sister was the mastermind behind it all.

Amelia gave him an odd look before she suddenly asked, “Is there something troubling you?”

Oscar’s heart trembled. He had always been great at hiding his emotions, so he didn’t expect Amelia to see through it.

He reached out to ruffle Amelia’s hair a little before replying in his deep voice, “What could possibly trouble me? Don’t overthink it.”

Amelia simply stared quietly at him. It was obvious from her gaze that she didn’t believe a word he just said.