Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 78

Amelia hid the disappointment in her eyes and said, “Alright, sleep. Mr. Clinton, do you require special services tonight?”

Oscar’s gaze flickered, wrapping his arm around Amelia’s waist to lift her, and kicked the bedroom door open. With the back of his foot, he kicked the door close after entering the room and speed-walked to the bed, plopping himself over her.

He lowered his head to plant a kiss on her forehead, her nose, before getting to her lips. When he attempted to go lower, her phone—which had been in the discarded bag on the bed—rang.

“Mr. Clinton, the phone,” Amelia said.

Oscar continued with his assault of kisses, confident that the ringing would stop soon. Who knew as soon as the phone stopped ringing, it started ringing again. Amelia struggled against him and repeated, “Mr. Clinton, the phone!”

His eyes flashed with annoyance, and he bit on her neck lightly. “Call me darling, and I’ll go grab it for you.”

She glimpsed at him strangely, which caused his eyebrow to twitch. “You refuse? Then we’ll continue.”

Listening to the unstopping ringtone, Amelia obediently said what he wanted to hear.

Oscar lifted a hand to lightly spank her before getting up to get her phone. “We’ll get you settled in a bit.”

However, when he glanced at the phone’s display, the smile on his face faltered in an instant, and he quickly rejected the call.

“Who called, Mr. Clinton?”

“Wrong number.”

Amelia didn’t seem to care. Oscar originally wanted to place the phone back, but it rang once again. She glanced at him weirdly before reaching for the phone. “Such trivial matter, let me handle it, lest it annoys you.”

Oscar took a brief gander at her before accepting the call.

A gentle voice sounded. “Amelia, are you home?”

Oscar squinted. This man indeed hasn’t given up. He could woo any woman in this world, and he’s decided he wants mine.

“Mr. Scott, if you’re so bored, go to sleep. For an unwed man to keep calling my wife, you must know that I have the right to sue you for harassment.”

Carter Scott’s tone remained unchanged as he responded, “Mr. Clinton, you think too much. If you’re all home safe, then I won’t bother any longer. I’ll hang up now.”

“Hold up, Mr. Scott. What’s the hurry?” Oscar said deliberately. “Don’t you wanna know what Amelia and I are up to?”

Having said that, Oscar planted a deep kiss on Amelia’s cheek. The loud sound it produced was certain to have traveled through the phone.

“Mr. Clinton, don’t you find this childish?” Carter’s voice changed slightly.

“Of course not. Amelia and I are married. This is only natural. If Mr. Scott would like to eavesdrop on us, I wouldn’t mind. Aren’t you good friends with Amelia? I would love for her to share such matters with her good friends.”

“Don’t go overboard, Mr. Clinton. Amelia is a person, not a toy. Don’t you think you’re too hurtful speaking this way?”

“Mr. Scott, you love joking too much. If you’re truly considering her feelings, you wouldn’t be calling her in the middle of the night. The two of us are living our lives peacefully, yet you’re stubbornly trying to get between us. Have you thought about how troubled you’ve been causing her to be?”

At that, Carter quietened down.

“Mr. Scott, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up first.”

“I’d like to speak to Amelia. May I?

“Mr. Scott, we’re busy right now. I’m sure you’ll understand as a man. It isn’t convenient for her to answer your call right now.” Having said that, Oscar kissed Amelia right on the lips. The latter was resistant in the beginning due to the caller on the other side of the phone, but she was gradually overwhelmed by Oscar’s persistence. The couple indulged against each other’s lips wantonly, neither trying to pull away.

Hearing the ambiguous noises coming from the phone, Carter’s expression turned sour and nearly threw the phone in his hand away.

He knew he should be hanging up, but his hand felt as if it was being controlled by someone else, entirely unmoving.

Oscar made more efforts to please Amelia, familiar with every single sensitive spot on her body.

Unable to hold back any longer, Amelia let out a moan—one that was definitely heard by Carter’s ears.

It was Carter’s first time eavesdropping on such a situation, especially through a phone call. His face was pale as the veins on his hand bulged. The unending scandalous noises from Oscar and Amelia sounded ear-piercing and offensive to his ears.

Carter, as if suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, still hadn’t hung up until he heard Oscar’s hoarse voice saying, “Honey, say you love me, and you won’t love anyone else except me.

In the midst of passion, Amelia answered distractedly, “I love you so much, Darling. You’re the only man I love in my life.”

“Such a good girl. Honey, I’ll make you the most blissful woman in this world.”

Carter could no longer handle it and hung up right away.

Oscar glanced at the dimmed screen of the phone with the corner of his eye, his gaze flashing with a touch of pride.

When it all ended, Amelia laid exhaustedly in Oscar’s embrace. Having calmed down from the passion, her rationale returned as well, eventually recalling that they hadn’t hung up the call while they were doing the deed.