Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 513

Amelia only rested for two days before insisting on going back to work. Oscar failed to convince her and unwillingly drove her to work.

When they arrived at the company entrance, he reminded her worriedly, “If you have a headache, call me and don't force yourself to work, okay? Don't give in to anyone's pleading for Mrs. Larson, either. I'll handle it.”

She leaned toward him and kissed his cheek with a smile. “Okay. You should go to work now. Don't forget to invite Mrs. Hutton to a meal at noon. They have been taking good care of me for the past two days. I want to show them my gratitude.”

“Got it.”

After she got off the car, she watched him leave before turning toward the company. Someone unexpectedly approached her from behind a pillar. She stopped and smiled at him. “When did you arrive, Carter?”

Carter's heart ached as he stared at the gauze on her forehead.

“Does it hurt?” He approached her and asked caringly.

She was stunned for a second before she realized what he was referring to. “A little bit at the start. It's fine now, though.”

The look in his eyes suddenly turned deep as he apologized in a low voice, “I'm sorry.”

She smiled casually. “Why are you apologizing? It's not like my wound has anything to do with you. There really is no need for you to act like this, Carter. Besides, it's getting late. I'm going inside now. We can talk more later.”

His hand grabbed hers to stop her from leaving.

Her gaze swept past the other workers heading into the company before she gave him a warning glare. “Don't do this, Carter. There are people watching. I don't want rumors about me to spread in the company, and I especially don't want them to reach Oscar's ears.”

Carter's eyes darkened even further. “Are you avoiding me on purpose, Amelia?”

Amelia withdrew her arm forcefully. “I have a husband and child, Carter. You also have someone of your own. I don't want the mother of a woman to make a bunch of rumors about me for no reason and lead to me being beaten up again. I'm not a masochist, and I'm not going to do nothing when other people are actively bullying me.”

He stared at her in a daze. “I'm sorry. I'll take care of it.”

Her head shook. “I'm not blaming you. However, if you're here because of Mrs. Larson, I suggest you don't speak any further. I don't want our friendship to crumble.”

“I'm not going to. I'm only worried about you, and I wanted to check up on you.” Carter quickly denied it.

“Knowing you don't have intentions like that put me at ease. At least you're not throwing our friendship away for love.”

“You know I will never do that, Amelia. Jennifer and I are only friends. I—”

“That's enough, Carter. I need to go to work, and so do you. We can talk more when we're free.” After she finished speaking, Amelia left as she didn't want to give him too much space for imagination.

“Amelia...” he called out.

She ignored that and went straight into the company. Just as he was feeling disappointed, she walked out of the building.

“Nothing will ever change the fact that we're friends, Carter. You should head to work now.” She then returned to the company.

When he heard that, his lips couldn't help but curve up. Amelia sure has that strange ability to affect my mood with her words.

Upon exiting the elevator she went in, Amelia stunned her colleagues because they weren't expecting to see her. They quickly suppressed their suspicions and surrounded her to show her how much they cared about her.

They just learned that she was the wife of the heir to Clinton Corporations. If they could get a hold of her, they would increase their chances of getting a raise. Therefore, they did their damndest to butter her up, despite the fact that they despised and were envious of her.

It didn't matter to them how many men she was sleeping with or had a fling with because she was rich and powerful. They saw her as an opportunity to obtain greater benefits, and they would do anything to get it.

“Thank you all for your concerns. My injury is an insignificant one, so I only needed to rest for two days. You all should return to your work. I should too. Otherwise, I'll be counted as late and miss my full attendance for this month as a result,” Amelia joked.

Everyone smiled when they heard that. They didn't believe a rich woman like her would care about a couple hundred. It probably wasn't even enough for her to have one meal.

Still, they obediently returned to their work. She smiled at them courteously and headed to the design department in her high heels.

When her colleagues from the design department saw her, they also enthusiastically greeted her. “Are you all right, Amelia? We're so worried about you. Everyone wanted to visit you after work today, but we're afraid that Mr. Clinton won't allow us to do that. And just as everyone was wondering about it, you showed up for work. Why didn't you rest for a few more days?”

“I'm fine. Thank you all for your concerns. I'll treat everyone to lunch as thanks for protecting me two days ago,” Amelia offered generously.

She was much better at socializing compared to the shy Amelia seven years ago.

“Don't say that, Amelia. You're going to make us all feel guilty.”

“If none of you had protected me, I would've been seriously hurt. She can spread rumors about how I was a cheating woman, but I believe the truth will reveal itself in time. I'm certain all of you know what kind of person I am after spending so much time with me, so I won't waste time explaining myself. Those who believe me will do so without any prompt, and those who don't are free to believe whatever they want.”

It was hard to tell if she managed to convince her colleagues because of her straightforward attitude or her identity. Regardless, all of them supported her. “All of us believe you, Amelia. Really. Just a look at you is enough to tell us you're the type of person who gets misunderstood easily. We support you.”