Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 288

After comforting Amelia, a maid knocked on the door and reported, “Mr. Clinton, Ms. Amelia, Mrs. Clinton wants you to go downstairs for dinner.”

Amelia looked at the door and pursed her lips reluctantly.

Oscar glanced at her before raising his voice to answer. “I'm not well. Bring our meal up.”

The maid grunted in acknowledgment and left to do as told.

Amelia stared at him silently.

Stretching his hand out, Oscar patted her head in a comforting manner and said, “If you don't wish to head down, we'll just stay here.”

Amelia's eyes glistened. He could read me so well.

Oscar's understanding had moved her. She was afraid she'd lose herself in his love and care. Even after they got a divorce, her memories would be full of him.

She avoided Oscar's touch and slept on her side. “Oscar, you should head down for dinner. I'm not hungry. I need to take a nap.”

Looking down at his empty palms, Oscar felt extremely disappointed.

“You should eat before that or it won't be good for you.”

Amelia's lips twitched before she said, “Oscar, we're about to get a divorce. Do you think it's normal for us to act like a loving couple?”

Glancing at her side profile, Oscar said in a domineering but gentle voice, “As long as you're still my wife, I have the right to do this. Or do you dislike me getting close to you?”

Amelia responded with silence.

Soon, the maid delivered their meal. Under Oscar's insistence, Amelia finished some meat and soup. After her meal, she felt a little drowsy.

“Go to bed if you're sleepy,” Oscar said tenderly.

Lying in bed, Amelia felt sleepy, but her mind was rather clear. As she wanted to avoid Oscar's passionate gaze, she pretended to fall asleep.

She remained still for some time, so Oscar thought she was asleep. He bent down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Don't worry. I'm here, so no one can hurt you. We'll get a divorce, and you'll get Tony's custody. I'll make sure you get everything you want,” he vowed solemnly.

Having said that, he straightened his back and left the bedroom.

When the door shut with a click, Amelia's eyes snapped open as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Oscar, please don't be so nice to me. What should I do without you?

Amelia gazed at their photo on the shelf which they had taken not long ago in a daze. She looked so happy as she was beaming and leaning on Oscar's sweetly while he had wrapped his arms around her waist tenderly. His chin was resting on her shoulder. The affection in his gaze was no mistaking. It was obvious that they were a loving couple in this photo. Unfortunately, it was short-lived—it was soon going to wither before it could blossom.

After leaving the room, Oscar went to Olivia and said firmly, “Mom, I need to talk to you and Dad.”

Olivia looked up and rejected his request. “If you want to talk about Tony's custody, I have nothing else to say. I won't change my mind. Your divorce has nothing to do with me, but Tony must stay with us.”

Oscar repeated, “Mom, I need to talk to you. Let's go to the study.”

Since he insisted, Olivia hesitated for a while but nodded her head eventually.

In the study, she folded her arms in a distant but firm manner.

“Oscar, I'll be frank with you. She'll only get Tony's custody only if she walks over my dead body.”

Oscar shot her a conflicted look. “Mom, I thought you adore Amelia? You used to remind me to show her more concern instead of burying myself in work. Why are you acting this way?”

Olivia glowered at him. “It's all your fault! My reaction is because of both your actions. If you hadn't messed around with Cassie, and if Amelia turn a blind eye to your affair to keep your marriage, would I need to act as the bad cop? You have caused this trouble, but I had to pick up the mess after you. What a disgrace,” she scoffed.

As anger caught up to her, she panted heavily before huffing. “Oscar, you have no idea how much you've disappointed me. Though you didn't love Amelia back then, at least there was no talk about getting a divorce. Thus, I can close an eye on your affairs out there. But, you ended up getting a divorce. Ah, this is really upsetting. Fine, I won't interfere in your business. You can get a divorce, but Tony must stay with us.”

Oscar pressed his lips together in a thin line as his expression hardened.

“Mom, this is just a joke. I wouldn't want to divorce Amelia,” he explained.

Olivia, who was initially fuming, stared at him incredulously. “What do you mean?”

“Mom, getting a divorce is just part of my plan. I've never considered letting Amelia and Tony leave. They are my family, and Amelia will be my only wife,” Oscar stated firmly.

Olivia was utterly confused as she stared at him as though she had never known him at all.