Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 33

Amelia gave an OK sign and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll call you if anything happens. Rest assured that I’ll treat my sweetheart well.”

Then, she stepped into the lift and went downstairs.

Amelia hailed a cab and returned to her apartment in the city. She took the elevator to her floor and headed to her door. Just as she unlocked her door with her keys, someone pulled her in with great force from inside. Before she knew it, she was pulled into a tight embrace and even bumped her nose against the person’s rock-hard chest.

It almost made her tear up in pain.

She tolerated it and looked up at the man. Giving him a smile, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, you’re oddly passionate today. Did you miss me?”

Oscar lifted her chin forcefully and queried in a demanding manner, “Who was the man who ate with you today?”

The woman burst into a chuckle as her cheeks flushed in happiness. “Mr. Clinton, are you jealous?”

The man’s eyes flashed ominously at this question. He warned her sternly, “Don’t beat around the bush. You should know what’s going to happen if you betray me.”

“Mr. Clinton, you’re like the thief that steals a horse but doesn’t allow another to look over the hedge. Don’t forget Ms. Yard is already back, which means that we won’t be husband and wife soon. It’s not your business as to who I was with.”

Oscar lowered his head and bit her lips in frustration, causing her to cry out in pain.

After he let go, Amelia brushed a finger against her lips and saw blood. She scoffed and remarked, “I didn’t know that you liked biting so much, Mr. Clinton.”

“You’re still mine since we’re not divorced yet. If you ever betray me and flirt with other men, I won’t go easy on you. Don’t blame me if I disregard our status as husband and wife.”

“Did you ever care in the first place? You hung out with your ex-girlfriend in my presence and said that I wasn’t related to you. Did you ever care about how I felt?” Amelia questioned.

The man narrowed his eyes. “Are you protesting now?”

She looked up and stared deep into his eyes as she asked, “What do you think, Mr. Clinton?”

“Amelia, don’t forget that our relationship is purely contractual.”

She nodded and retorted, “That’s exactly what I wanted to say. When we signed the contract, it was made clear that you would not interfere in any of my matters as long as I carried out my duties. That’s the extent of our relationship. Did you forget, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar’s expression turned even darker. “So, is that man your boyfriend now?”

“Don’t make it sound so bad, Mr. Clinton. Don’t worry. I won’t have any boyfriends during this period of time. You know, not everyone can have so many partners at once like you. You must be having such a good time.”

Oscar really hated this defiant side of her. He wanted Amelia to be as obedient as a pet. Right now, she was behaving so defensively and rebelliously.

“Amelia, what are you trying to do? Rebel?”

“No, sir. You’re my source of income! Why would I rebel against you? I’m just unhappy that you’re so quick to doubt me.”

He frowned very deeply and questioned, “Is there something wrong with you today?”

In response, she wrapped her arms around Oscar’s neck and seemingly reverted to her normal shy, obedient self. With a gentle smile, she replied, “Mr. Clinton, I was wrong earlier. Please don’t take my words to heart?”

He just looked at her indifferently.

However, Amelia was not afraid and asked him, “Mr. Clinton, isn’t Ms. Yard already back? Aren’t you going to spend more time with her?”

“She’s busy with her piano concert.” Oscar provided a simple explanation.

She nodded. “No wonder you have time to be here.”

In one swift movement, he picked her up and walked upstairs into the bedroom. Just as he was about to toss her onto the bed, she hurriedly stopped him. “Mr. Clinton, my body has been aching the past few days. Please don’t use so much force when you put me down.”

Oscar conceded and placed her on the bed gently. Then, he shot her a sharp look as his gaze darted to her belly. His brows furrowed together as he asked, “Why does your belly look bigger?”

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She let out a nervous laugh and returned the question, “Are you saying that I got fatter?”

“I was only away for a month. How could your belly get so big?” Oscar’s frown got even deeper now.

The woman sat up on the bed and smiled. “Mr. Clinton, have you ever heard of a stress-free life? I had such a great time eating and hanging out with my friends when you were away. Tiff is getting better too. I stopped dieting because I was so happy. Maybe that’s why I got plumper.”

“As far as I know, you’re not the type to fatten easily. Also, you only gained weight in your belly and not elsewhere. Are you pregnant?” Oscar got straight to the point.

Amelia trembled slightly at his question. However, she kept smiling and avoided answering it. “What makes you say that, Mr. Clinton?”

His gaze turned sharp once more as he repeated his question, “Are you pregnant?”

“If I say yes, will you ask me to abort it?”

“Yes,” he spat.

Her expression changed slightly. She managed a smile and told him, “I never knew that you were this ruthless, Mr. Clinton. You’re even willing to abort your own child?”

“So you’re really pregnant then?”