Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 852

Chapter 852 Successful Hypnosis

While Kurt and Hugo were in hot pursuit of Oscar, Jolin gave Amelia a call to update her.

No sooner had Amelia dashed out while still being on the line than Jolin stopped her car right in front and opened the door.

Upon getting in, Amelia asked, “Jolin, did Oscar really drive Isabella away?”

“Mrs. Clinton, that's what everyone saw. Something must have happened for Isabella to leave with Boss in the middle of the night. Tonight is the key. If she manages to escape, I'm afraid tomorrow... Don't worry just yet. Hugo and Kurt are on their tail. I'm confident that they'll find Boss,” Jolin said, knowing Amelia's concerns.

If Oscar weren't located that night, he might not be able to recognize her and Tony anymore.

The situation was truly ironic. Even though they spent most of the time together, Oscar was still taken away from her right under her nose.

Throwing Amelia a glance, Jolin reassured her, “Don't worry, Mrs. Clinton. We'll definitely rescue Boss. As someone who controls Clinton Corporations and leads a myriad of other organizations, he won't be easily manipulated by Isabella.”

Amelia let out a wry laugh. “Jolin, if Oscar no longer knows who I am and insists on a divorce, I hope you'll take good care of him. Whenever he's caught up with work, remind him to have regular meals or his gastric pain would act up. Even though I know that someone will replace me by his side, I'm still worried about him being too engrossed with work and stressed out when he sleeps. Anyway, please keep an eye on him for me. He may look strong on the outside but is actually fragile inside. Since fate has forced us to become strangers, there's little I can do. But one day, I'll return stronger and take him back. I'll never abandon him. Take care of him while I'm gone.”

Feeling a squeeze in her heart, Jolin floored the accelerator as they sped out of the mansion. When the guard at the door saw so many cars leaving in a short time, he decided to report it to Olivia.

On the road, Jolin said, “Mrs. Clinton, don't let your pessimism get the better of yourself. Someone as kind as Boss will never forget you. Tomorrow, he'll be back, and all this might be nothing but a prank of his.”

Shaking her head, Amelia replied softly, “He will never fool around with our relationship. He can't bear to see me sad.” When he looked at me as if I was a stranger and threw my hand aside, I knew in that instant he no longer remembers who I am.

As of then, she was worried about the kind of black magic Isabella seemed to have cast upon Oscar, as there was still plenty she didn't know about.

Right then, Jolin's phone rang, and Kurt's voice rang out after she answered the phone. “We have lost track of Boss. How is Amelia doing? You didn't tell her that Isabella left with Boss, did you?”

The question caused Jolin to glance at Amelia. “Mrs. Clinton is right beside me.”

After a brief silence, Kurt asked, “Is she doing okay?”

“Yes. Where are you now? I'll meet up with you guys,” Jolin replied.

Kurt provided an address.

“All right. We'll be there in half an hour.” Upon ending the call, Jolin racked her brain on how to break the news to Amelia.

However, Amelia preempted her. “Did they lose them?”

Jolin nodded but quickly added, “Don't worry, Mrs. Clinton. We'll figure out another way to locate Boss.”

Amelia changed the topic. “Didn't you mention meeting up with them? Let's go.”

Jolin gave her a concerned look.

Amelia decided to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Seeing that, Jolin drove both of them to the agreed meeting point to reunite with Hugo and Kurt.

The moment she alighted and only saw two of them, she asked, “Where are the rest?”

“They're still giving chase,” Hugo answered.

Kurt's eyes fell upon Amelia. She swiftly averted his gaze as she said, “Let's go back. There's no way we can catch up given how fast Oscar drives. Let's take a break. I'm sure everyone is exhausted by now.”

When she walked toward the car, Kurt grabbed her hand by reflex.

Turning her head around, Amelia looked at his hand that was on hers before looking up at him. “Kurt, what's wrong?”

He gave her a thoughtful look, and his eyes failed to hide his concern for her. “Amelia, are you really all right? Don't worry. I have dirt on Isabella. If she dares to get close to Boss, I'll expose all of it. The resulting backlash online will prevent her from ever joining the Clinton family.”

Amelia laughed bitterly. “Kurt, you don't think that Oscar loves me anymore too, do you?”

Tightening his grip on her hand, Kurt frantically clarified, “Amelia, I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. I was just trying to say that you're the only person Boss cares about and Isabella is nothing to him. You shouldn't let your thoughts get carried away.”

“Kurt, thank you for your concern. I understand you mean well. It's just that you're bad at consoling others. You can't be so clumsy with your words when you get a girlfriend next time.”

Kurt opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but no words escaped his lips.

Hugo patted Kurt on his shoulder, cueing him to let Amelia's hand go. At the end of the day, it would be inappropriate for him to cross the line in their relationship as employer and employee.

Kurt released her reluctantly.

Expressionlessly, Amelia said, “Let's go.”

Left without a choice, Jolin drove Amelia back. However, Amelia got her to stop the car when they were half a kilometer away from the Clinton residence.

Jolin stopped the car and asked, “Mrs. Clinton, what is it?”

“Can you drive us inside? I want to wait for Oscar to come home,” Amelia said flatly, her eyes exceedingly calm.

Jolin obeyed her orders and drove the car into the woods by the side, where they could see the bushes flattened into a track.

Hugo, who was driving behind them, followed them in his car.

When he wound down the window, Jolin did the same and explained, “Mrs. Clinton wants to look at the scenery here.”

Hugo nodded to indicate his acknowledgment before winding the window back up.

It was then that Kurt said abruptly, “I should have killed that woman, and all this wouldn't have happened.”

Hugo threw him a glance. “Kurt, don't do anything reckless. This is Tayhaven. If you kidnap her and something untoward happens, there's no way you can escape the long arm of the law. I know you feel bad for Mrs. Clinton, but it isn't a reason to act hastily. In fact, this is the second time Boss divorced her in the middle of the night, and none of us have any idea what she has done to him. Boss would definitely not tolerate it if you were to act unilaterally.”

Kurt's eyes narrowed, a murderous glint in them as he declared through gritted teeth, “For Amelia's sake, I'm not afraid of anything.”

“Even then, you cannot ignore how she feels. If anything happens to you, do you think she won't feel guilty? You need to calm down. If you fail to think rationally, you'll just end up losing your life.”

Taking a deep breath, Kurt decided to close his eyes.

Helpless against Kurt, Hugo had no choice but to let him be. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but worry that the former's unilateral actions might cross Oscar's threshold. As of now, no one knew what had gotten into Oscar for him to grow close to Isabella all of a sudden. It was a development that none of them had foreseen.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was tense as Isabella waited anxiously outside after bringing Oscar to see Bernard. This was one of the rare opportunities for her to get close to him. If she did not succeed this time, the bodyguards in the shadows would protect him and death would be what awaited her. Just like that particular night, if Oscar hadn't appeared in time, Jolin would have likely ended her life.

The professional bodyguards hired by Oscar were no strangers to killing.

As Isabella paced back and forth, mumbling to herself, Bernard emerged, looking all pale.

Isabella supported him as she asked, “Professor Zabinski, how is it?”

“I've tried my best, but his willpower is just too strong, thwarting me from reaching the depths of his mind with my hypnosis. Even if his memories have been switched, he can recover them anytime. You have to be prepared and not come crying to me later,” Bernard explained in a weak voice. This time, his subject was the most stubborn he had ever encountered, dealing a devastating blow to his research.

With her brows tightly knitted, Isabella asked, “Professor Zabinski, if I bring him here frequently for hypnosis, will he love me forever?”

“If you plan to turn him into a useless retard, you're most welcome to do so,” Bernard answered, causing Isabella to purse her lips.

When Bernard ordered his assistant to help him to his room to rest, Isabella frantically grabbed his hand.

“Professor Zabinski, as long as you can make him love me, I'll continue funding your lab. Isn't that what you've always dreamed of? With my support, you can fully focus on your research,” Isabella promised.

A glint flashed across Bernard's eyes as he pondered briefly. “I'll do my best.”

A smile tugged at Isabella's face. “In that case, I'll be leaving the matter in your hands.”

After having someone bring Oscar to the car, she put on his seatbelt for him before circling over to the driver's seat.

Swooning over him, she reached out to stroke his face as she murmured, “Oscar, I did all of this for you, and I swear I'll love you more than Amelia does. You won't disappoint me, will you?”

She then leaned in to give him a passionate kiss. Once their lips parted, she stared at him closely, her eyes burning with madness.

Her love for Oscar knew no bounds.

If he was willing, she would stay by his side even if he had lost everything he possessed.

“Oscar, you're perfect and exceptional. I fell in love at first sight. If only you had treated me better, I wouldn't have needed to drug you. It was you who forced my hand. But don't you worry. Even though the drug has its side effects, you'll be fine as long as you recuperate properly.” Isabella spoke in an affectionate tone while Oscar slept in the car seat.

With her head placed against his shoulder, sleep took over her before she knew it.

The next day, the first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to look at Oscar.

Seeing that he still hadn't woken up, she gently slapped his face as she called out, “Oscar, wake up.”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and shot her a sharp glare before grabbing her hand without warning.

Jolted by his reaction, Isabella asked uneasily, “Oscar, do you know who I am to you?”

The next second, the look in Oscar's eyes softened as he let go of her hand. “You're my lover, silly. Did you disturb me from my sleep just to pull a prank on me?”

Isabella's eyes sparkled with elation while excitement coursed through her veins. “Oscar, what did you just say? You said I was your lover, didn't you? Can you say that again?” A sudden burst of happiness overwhelmed her although she was mentally prepared for it.

Oscar flicked his finger on her forehead and said affectionately, “You do love playing tricks on me.”

At once, Isabella threw herself into his arms and kissed him unreservedly.