Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 512

The next day, Eleanor went to visit Amelia Winters. When she saw Oscar again, a hint of awkwardness and guilt arose in her heart inevitably. She kept feeling that the young man before her could see through her. The way he was scrutinizing her made her feel as though she was utterly exposed under his gaze, which was an extremely uncomfortable sensation.

Amelia Winters gently pulled Eleanor to the couch and let her sit down. Noticing that the latter's face seemed pale, she asked worriedly, “Mrs. Hutton, are you feeling unwell? You don't look so good.”

Out of concern, she got up to make a cup of jasmine tea for Eleanor. While handing the cup of tea to her, she exhorted, “Have some warm tea, Mrs. Hutton.”

Eleanor finally looked better as she held the cup in her hands.

“Lia, I have a question for you. Do you feel pressured whenever I treat you well?” she asked after moments of hesitation.

Amelia Winters was stunned before she chuckled and replied in confusion, “Mrs. Hutton, why are you asking such a question?”

Eleanor sneaked a glance at Oscar, forced a smile, and said, “I'm not your relative nor your friend, so I'm worried that you would feel pressured that I'm caring about you too much.”

The younger woman chuckled again. “Mrs. Hutton, I grew up without having a close relationship with my parents. Hence, I never understood how to interact with my elders. To be honest, I felt overwhelmed by your cordiality in the beginning, but I was happy at the same time. Your care and concern made me have the illusion that you are my mother, but after thinking about it, I denied such a thought because there's no way you're my mom,” she then said ambiguously.

In truth, she had thought of reuniting with her because Eleanor treated her so well. However, Amelia Winters felt that the older woman had no intention of recognizing her as her daughter. All she could do was sound her out and gauge her thoughts step by step. While she could not figure out Eleanor's true attitude toward the matter, she also failed to comprehend why the latter treated her so well yet did not plan on accepting her as her daughter.

That had her wonder if she had the wrong idea all along, and the truth was that she was not related to Eleanor.

Eleanor's heart throbbed with sorrow while her mouth twitched. She wanted to say something but held her tongue at the end.

“It'd be a blessing to have such a thoughtful daughter like you,” was all that fell from her lips as she wore a doleful smile.

Amelia Winters smiled and chose not to continue the conversation.

The atmosphere somehow became heavy and silent after the both of them quieted down.

Coincidentally, the doorbell rang, breaking the tension between the two.

Amelia Winters stood up and smiled. “I'll go and get the door, Mrs. Hutton.”

As soon as she opened the door, she was taken aback by the person standing outside.

“What are you doing here, Ms. Larson?” Amelia Winters asked despite knowing that Jennifer showed up because of her mother. It was one thing for Laura to come to her office and cause a scene without concrete evidence, but it was another thing to strike her. She was not a pushover, so she refused to let Laura off the hook easily when the latter had caused her so much trouble.

If a person were to make a mistake, she believed that they should bear the consequences and pay the price no matter who they were.

If Amelia Winters were not Oscar's wife, she might have to swallow such humiliation and injury without receiving any form of compensation. In fact, she might even lose her job because of what Laura did and bear the losses all by herself.

With a change of identity, her relationship with Laura had transformed into that of a victim and a perpetrator.

“Aren't you going to invite me in?” Jennifer asked in an awkward tone.

Amelia Winters stepped aside. “Come in.”

Jennifer entered the house and saw the Huttons seated on the couch. As she had never seen three people look so alike, she blurted in shock, “Are they your sisters?”

“Nope,” came Amelia Winters' brief reply.

She did not want to elaborate further on the matter. To be precise, she felt that she was not close enough to Jennifer to the point where she could share everything with the latter.

Jennifer was aware that she was in an awkward spot. One could say that she was Amelia Winters' rival in love or the daughter of her assaulter. With such identities, she could not help but feel out of place.