Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 847

Chapter 847 Where I Brought Tony

After Amelia calmed Tony down, she went to the study to look for Oscar. She opened the door to see Oscar staring at a document on the table. Her heart leaped to her throat as she hurried over to him.

“Oscar,” she called out. It took Oscar a moment to raise his head. He shot Amelia a complicated look before the judging look in his eyes slowly faded away.

“Oscar, what’s the matter? Why are you staring at me like that?” Amelia asked as she forced out a smile. Getting to his feet, Oscar walked past his study table and went to Amelia. He lowered his head to look at her and asked, “Did I upset you earlier?”

Amelia blinked innocently. “Did you? I only saw a man who adores me greatly.” Oscar chuckled out loud. Her words managed to get rid of the doubts in his heart.

He held her hand, led her to the couch, and pulled her so that she was sitting on his lap. “Amelia, I didn’t leave you downstairs on purpose. Many chaotic scenes appeared in my brain out of nowhere, so I made up an excuse to come to the study. I don’t know what is wrong with me. Maybe I should get it checked at the hospital.”

Listening to his honest answer, Amelia couldn’t help but comfort him. “You were just too busy and didn’t get to rest well, silly. You’re an outstanding man, so you have to bear a lot of pressure. Come, let me help you relax by giving you a head massage.”

Oscar relaxed and shut his eyes. While giving him a massage, Amelia asked, “Oscar, is this all right?”

Oscar bobbed his head in response.

Amelia observed him thoughtfully as she massage him.

They enjoyed almost an hour of leisure time together before Oscar had to get back to work. Amelia left the study and went downstairs.

“Molly, please take care of Tony. I’m heading to the market to buy some ingredients that the boys love. I will be cooking tonight. Tony loves my honey BBQ pork ribs,” Amelia said to Molly with a smile.

Molly gave her an affectionate one in return. “Mrs. Clinton, let me get the ingredients. You must be tired after taking care of Mr. Anthony these few days. I know you love both Mr. Clinton and Mr. Anthony, but there is no hurry.”

Amelia shook her head. “Molly, I’m not tired. I want to cook for them for the rest of my life.”

Failing to persuade her to change her mind, Molly could only let her be.

The moment Amelia took the elevator downstairs, Jolin had already driven the car over to pick her up.

“Mrs. Clinton,” Jolin greeted her.

“Jolin, didn’t you send someone to tail Isabella? Why didn’t you tell me in advance when she came to my house?”

Jolin hesitated before answering, “Mrs. Clinton, Boss actually stopped us from tailing Ms. Walker a few days ago. I was afraid you might overthink, so I didn’t tell you about it.”

Amelia lowered her head and fell into deep thought as various expressions crossed her face.

Jolin gazed at her worriedly. “Mrs. Clinton, are you all right?”

Amelia snapped out of her reverie and turned to look at Jolin. “Did Oscar really stop you from tailing Isabella? What else did he say?”

Jolin pondered over her question and answered, “Boss didn’t really say anything. All he said was that Ms. Walker wasn’t actually that annoying, and we shouldn’t make things difficult for her on purpose.”

Amelia’s fingers twitched as she shut her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear. She had regained her composure.

“Come, let’s go to the farmer’s market. I need to buy pork ribs and cook a delicious meal for Tony,” Amelia said with feigned nonchalance.

Jolin turned over to glance at Amelia. She swallowed a lump in her throat and asked, “Mrs. Clinton, are you sure you’re all right?”

A tiny smile flitted across Amelia’s lips as she replied, “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

Jolin drove without a word, and silence ensued inside the car.

Around five minutes later, Jolin broke the silence. “Mrs. Clinton, I have never been in love, but everyone knows how much Boss loves you. He could even sacrifice his own life for you. I am pretty sure the woman has nothing to do with him.”

Amelia made a face as she confessed her concern. “Jolin, I’m not worried about him cheating. I’m just afraid that Isabella will do something to him. He has the wrong feelings whenever he sees Isabella now. In the past, that would never have happened. I heard that there is something called black magic from Thymion. Can you find an expert in this field to take a look at Oscar?”

Jolin cast Amelia a strange look as she assumed the latter was thinking too much. “Mrs. Clinton, that shouldn’t be the case. You’re thinking too much.” However, recalling how her employer had been treating Isabella differently now, she felt furious on Amelia’s behalf and thought it could be possible. “Mrs. Clinton, why don’t I send someone to Thymion? I remember Hugo once completed a mission in Thymion. He might know an expert in that field.”

“Send Hugo there, then.”

Jolin nodded. But feeling worried the next moment, she asked, “Mrs. Clinton, even if we managed to get the expert to come here, how should we mention it to Boss?”

Amelia thought about it and said, “I’ll tell him myself.”

Jolin parted her lips but didn’t say her thoughts out loud. Mrs. Clinton, even though Boss adores you, he probably won’t feel good to discover that you thought he was under the influence of black magic.

However, Jolin had plenty of experience in life. She had seen much horrible stuff previously. In fact, she had seen how black magic had caused a wealthy man to age quickly. She thought it was possible to make a man fall in love with a person through black magic.

If that was the case, she had to admit that Isabella was cruel enough to come up with such a horrible plan.

Arriving at the farmer’s market, Jolin parked the car. “Mrs. Clinton, I don’t think we should send someone to Thymion for now. If Boss is under the influence of black magic, there is no way Isabella can still hover around him but still fail to get into his good books. I think we should get rid of Isabella to nip the problem in the bud.”

Amelia shook her head and flashed a bitter smile.

“Forget it. I was just joking. If we get the expert to come, Oscar will never agree to get checked. Even if he agrees to get checked for my sake, he’ll get upset with me deep down. I don’t want to be a fool who creates an opportunity for my enemy.” Having said that, she opened the door and got out of the car.

Jolin heaved a sigh of relief. She was scared that Amelia would act recklessly and send someone to Thymion for real.

At the farmer’s market, Amelia bought many ingredients.

Jolin took her shopping bags and placed them in the trunk before getting into the driver’s seat and starting the engine. “Mrs. Clinton, I have an idea. Why don’t I sneak into the Walker residence at night to interrogate Isabella? I’m sure she will reveal everything.”

Amelia nodded. “Thank you, Jolin.”

“I am willing to do anything for you, Mrs. Clinton.”

Amelia chuckled lightly.