Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 28

Tiffany’s operation had been going on for about nine hours before the red lights above the door finally extinguished. As the group of doctors walked out of the operating theatre, Amelia rushed up to them and asked anxiously, “Doctor, how is my friend?”

“Things are not looking so good. While we managed to save her, we still need to observe her for forty-eight hours in the intensive care unit. If she can wake up then, she’ll be fine. Otherwise, she might just remain in a vegetative state. Miss, I suggest that you make some preparations.”

Amelia was completely dumbfounded. Clutching onto the doctor’s arm, she continued asking worriedly, “What do you mean, Doctor? What do you mean by ‘vegetative state?’ She’s such a good person; she can’t be reduced to that state!”

Tiffany was her best friend and her family. While she could con money out of anybody with her face and her words, Tiffany was that one person that she could never lie to. In this cold and unfamiliar city, they only had each other to rely on.

Now that Tiffany was about to fall into a vegetative state because of her, she found herself driven to the brink of insanity. Her stomach knotted up in pain as beads of perspiration dotted her forehead.

Jimmy came forward to support and console her, “Mrs. Clinton, calm down. I’m sure Ms. Winters will be alright.”

The doctors were also sympathizing with her as they said, “Miss, please calm down. We will definitely do all we can to heal your friend.”

Amelia leaned weakly against Jimmy as her stomach hurt more by the second. In the end, she lost consciousness.

When she finally opened her eyes, she found herself on a hospital bed with Jimmy staring at her. When she saw that Amelia was awake, she said, “Mrs. Clinton, the doctor says you’re three months pregnant.”

Amelia’s pale face turned cold and she looked at Jimmy defensively. “What are you trying to do?”

Jimmy looked at her curiously and said solemnly, “Mrs. Clinton, this is good news. I’m sure Mr. Clinton will be overjoyed to hear it.”

Amelia calmed down and stared at Jimmy quietly. “Jimmy, let’s be frank with each other. You know my relationship with Mr. Clinton very well. If he finds out that I’m pregnant, he’ll definitely ask me to abort it. You’re a woman too; I don’t think you can bear to see a child being denied the very basic chance to live, right?”

Jimmy nodded and broke out into a smile. “Mrs. Clinton, I understand where you’re coming from. My job here is to take care of you, and it does not include telling Mr. Clinton about your pregnancy. Therefore, you don’t need to worry.”

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief and said sincerely, “Jimmy, I’m so sorry for misunderstanding you. Also, thank you!”

Jimmy shrugged her shoulders and smiled. “Don’t say that; I didn’t do anything anyway. Even though I’ve never had children, I do like them. Anyway, as an outsider, I’m in no position to help you decide whether to tell Mr. Clinton about your pregnancy.”

Color finally returned to Amelia’s face.

“No matter what, I still want to thank you,” Amelia said earnestly.

She then continued, “Oh yes, how long did I sleep for? And how’s Tiff?”

Jimmy said, “You were asleep for about three hours. The doctor said that you were too agitated, hence you fainted. But don’t worry, your baby is fine. About your friend, the doctor says they need to observe her for another forty-eight hours first.”

The atmosphere became chilly instantly.

Jimmy faked a cough and changed the topic. “Mr. Clinton called and said that he was already on the plane. He should be able to come and see you within two hours.”

Amelia merely nodded. “Can I be discharged now?”

Jimmy shook her head. “The doctor says they have to observe you a little more, and you can only be discharged if they’re completely certain that you’re fine. Don’t worry, I told Mr. Clinton that you sustained a minor injury from the car accident as well. He won’t suspect anything.”

Amelia smiled weakly and said, “Thank you, Jimmy!”

“Mr. Clinton pays my salary and it’s my job to take care of you. Don’t keep thanking me, or it’ll just get awkward.”

“Alright.”

Oscar arrived an hour earlier than expected. When he came into the room, he looked at Amelia and said coldly, “Why didn’t you mention that you were injured yesterday?”

Amelia smiled coquettishly and said, “Mr. Clinton, are you worried about me now?”

Jimmy left the room quietly when she saw that they were launching into some flirtatious banter.

Oscar removed his jacket and draped it across the chair before sitting down to ask her, “Where’s your injury?”

Amelia glanced at him and suddenly opened up her arms while feigning weakness. “I was nearly shocked to death by the accident yesterday. I thought I would never see you again. Could you give me a hug, please?”

Oscar’s eyes grew chilly but he still stood up and drew her into his arms. His right arm hovered for a good ten seconds before it lowered to pat her back gently. “With me here, no one will dare to bully you.”

Amelia leaned into his chest quietly. The warmth from his body helped to calm her nerves, which were rattled by Tiffany’s unconscious state.

A vague smile emerged on Oscar’s face at the rare sight of her being so compliant and submissive.

“Were you really shocked? And what’s this whining all about? You’re a full-grown woman, aren’t you?” He was being unusually gentle as well.

Amelia looked up at him through her bleary eyes.