Too Much to Bear, My Love

When Amelia was doing the dishes, she felt uncomfortable as Oscar kept staring at her with his ardent eyes from behind.

Shortly afterward, Oscar hugged Amelia from behind tightly before he gently bit her ear and said lovingly, “Honey, you look particularly sexy when you're doing the dishes. All men love women who are willing to cook and do the dishes for them. Well, come to think of it, I guess it is a blessing from God that I got to marry you back then.”

Amelia's ear twitched, and she struggled a while to free herself. “Mr. Clinton, stop it.”

The moment Oscar heard her addressed him as Mr. Clinton, he bit on her ear gently again.

“What did you call me?”

Loss for words for a while, she decided to fulfill his wish. “Darling, I'm doing the dishes now. Why don't you go out and have some fruits? Just stop messing around here.”

When he bit her ear again, she said helplessly, “Oscar, are you a puppy in your past life?”

With that, her ear was bitten once again.

Amelia put down the dishes and wiped her hands. Then, she turned around and gave him a cold-eyed stare before she pinched his cheeks forcefully. “Are you going to bite me again, huh?”

In response, Oscar simply let her pinch his cheeks. After nearly a minute, he finally grabbed her arms and said, “Are you done venting your anger?”

Instantly, Amelia rolled her eyes and instructed him, “Mr. Clinton, get out and stop pestering me while I'm doing the dishes. Or else, you can be the one to do the dishes, whereas I'll go out and have some fruits.” Oscar pretended to be angry as he glared at her. “Honey, you're getting bolder every day. How dare you talk to your husband like that?” Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, “Mr. Clinton, don't you like how I behave now? Isn't it true that all men prefer girls who are sometimes playful, sometimes obedient, and sometimes overbearing? I think you'll love me even more because of my ever-changing personalities!”

Once she finished, Oscar pinched her cheeks and said, “My God, woman! How shameless can you be?"

Amelia tried to dodge but couldn't escape from him.

After frolicking for quite some time. he was finally willing to let her go. Blushing, Amelia pushed Oscar away and said, “Mr. Clinton, please, just wait outside. It's over eleven o'clock now. None of us can sleep if we go on like this.”

“In that case, let's not sleep.”

Hearing that, Amelia couldn't help but roll her eyes again.

After nearly half an hour, she finally finished doing the dishes.

Once she exited the kitchen, Oscar came up to her and asked, “Are you done?”

Amelia gave him a sideways glance and said teasingly, “Mr. Clinton really has a comfortable life. After preparing dinner for you, I still had to do the dishes. Alas, you're not thoughtful at all.”

Oscar could instantly tell that she was hinting at something else. As such, he began to massage her shoulder and said, “You're the only woman who'll get to experience my massage.”

Amelia squinted her eyes as she enjoyed the service.

After massaging her shoulder for a while, Oscar suddenly scooped her into his arms and gazed at her lovingly. “Well, now that I've served you, shouldn't you do the same for me?”

She yelped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

With Amelia in his arms, Oscar went upstairs and entered the bedroom straight away. He then strode toward the bed before placing her down gently.

The next moment, Oscar pounced on her and said, “I'm not letting you off tonight.”

With a smile on her face, Amelia replied seductively, “Well, Darling, I'm waiting.”

However, when Oscar dipped his head to kiss her lips, the phone beside the bed suddenly rang.

Knitting his brows, Oscar decided to ignore it. Just when he was going to continue kissing her lips that he had lusted over the whole night, the phone started ringing again.

After a few seconds of incessant ringing, Amelia pushed at his chest and said, “Darling, your phone keeps ringing. Just answer it, or else we can't sleep at all.”

Oscar grabbed his phone in annoyance. The moment he checked the screen, he frowned and was a little reluctant to pick it up.

Meanwhile, Amelia, who was initially in the mood for sex, recollected herself after noticing the change of emotions on his face.

A moment later, she covered herself with a blanket and asked, “Mr. Clinton, is it Ms. Yard?"

Oscar glanced at her and said, “I'm going out to answer this.” With that, he left the room with his phone.

Amelia's heart wrenched as he left.

Just when she thought she was able to take their relationship further, Cassie had stepped between them yet again. No matter how obsessed Oscar was with her body, he would always recollect himself once Cassie called him.

At that moment, Amelia suddenly felt like a clown. She could provide Oscar physical pleasure but could never hold a special place in his heart.

She couldn't help but feel dejected. After all, whenever she thought that her relationship with Oscar improved a lot, Cassie's presence served as a reminder that she was merely a replacement. Even though Oscar could satisfy her material needs, he still didn't love her wholeheartedly.

Although she knew that she probably wanted too much from him, she had to be greedy for her baby.

Oscar spent half an hour on the phone call. When he reentered the room, Amelia was already asleep on the bed.

He came up to the bed and gazed at her face. Then, he bent down to kiss her cheeks and said gently, “Are you asleep?”

Amelia did not respond to him.

Oscar walked toward the closet to grab his pajamas and put them on. After that, he got into bed, hugged her carefully, and rested his head against her stomach before talking to the baby softly. “Sweetheart, it's me, your daddy. Your mommy is asleep now, so you have to be a good baby and don't kick your mommy's stomach in the middle of the night, okay? Otherwise, I'm going to give you a good spanking once you're born."

Coincidentally, the baby in Amelia“s stomach threw a kick in response. Oscar was taken aback. A moment later, his lips curled into a smile, and he said in a low voice, “What a naughty baby.”

For a few minutes, Oscar kept talking to Amelia's stomach like an idiot. At that moment, he didn't look like the intelligent, aloof man that he was and instead, he looked like a humble and caring man.

“Sweetheart, I have to sleep now. I'll talk to you tomorrow. You have to be a good baby and stop interrupting your mommy's sleep.”

The next moment, the baby kicked twice, seemingly telling him to go to bed quickly and promising not to disturb Amelia.

Oscar kept smiling as he looked at Amelia's stomach. Later, he wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered, “Silly girl, Cassie did call me just now, but I didn't go to meet her as she requested. Now that our relationship has improved a little, I won't let her presence ruin it. I'm not sure how long we can keep the affection for each other, but I wish to at least leave you with some sweet memories.”

With that, he closed his eyes while hugging her.

Once Oscar was breathing slowly and steadily, Amelia, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly opened her eyes. She pried his hands away from her stomach carefully and turned around. Staring at his face under the faint glow of the bedside lamp, she eventually got sentimental.

Oscar, it seems that I really can't depend on you. I thought you sincerely treat me as your wife, yet you only wish to create some wonderful memories for me.

If you're not being sincere with me, I would rather not want the memories. At least then, my heart wouldn't wrench as much when it's time for me to leave.

Amelia caressed Oscar's face and whispered, “Oscar, I'm not as strong as you think I am. All I ever wanted was an ordinary family, a husband who loves me, and our baby. Back then, I married you because of my debts. If I had a choice, I wouldn't marry someone while I was in a terrible situation. After all, every woman would want to be their best when they're marrying someone. Oscar, are we destined to be husband and wife only in name?”

What she got in response was Oscar's steady breathing.

Amelia heaved a sigh and continued, “Oscar, if you don't have feelings for me, why pamper me? Don't you know how difficult it is for a woman to let go once she has fallen in love?”

She touched his cheek gently as she added, “Oscar, you're the cruelest man I've ever met. You're good at stealing someone's heart, yet often forgets to return it.”

After a while, she started to become a little hysterical. “Ever since I'm pregnant, I've become quite sentimental. Oscar, are you disgusted by me because I can't stop talking?”

She leaned in his arms and continued talking to herself. “Oscar, I don't want to get a divorce with you, and I'll try my best to keep you with me. As long as you need me, I'll never leave you.”

With that, she finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The night went by silently.

When Amelia woke up the next morning, Oscar was not on the bed. She got up to check the bathroom before going out of the room and glanced downstairs, yet there was no sign of him. As she scratched her head in bewilderment, Molly, who was carrying a tray of breakfast, saw her.

“You're awake, Mrs. Clinton?”

“Good morning, Molly.”

“Good morning.”

Amelia scratched her head again before she asked, “Molly, where is Oscar?”

“Mr. Clinton left at eight in the morning. He specifically reminded me to let you sleep for a little longer. That's why I didn't come upstairs to wake you up. Since you're awake now, please come downstairs and have breakfast. You need to keep a balanced diet.”

“I'll wash up and come downstairs later.” Before entering the bathroom, she checked her phone. It's already nine o'clock now. No wonder he has left.

After washing up and putting on some light makeup, Amelia came downstairs and sat at the dining table to have breakfast prepared by Molly.

Molly got a bow! of soup for her and said, “Mrs. Clinton, Mr. Clinton specifically instructed me to prepare a hard-boiled egg for you. He said it's nutritious and good for your body.”

Amelia glanced at the hard-boiled egg in the bowl and pondered over it. Although she didnt particularly like hard-boiled eggs, she still felt touched, for Oscar had specifically asked Molly to prepare an egg for her.

Even though she knew that it was just a gesture of kindness from Oscar, she still couldn't help but feel charmed by it.

As she peeled the egg, she said, “Molly, have you had breakfast? Let's eat together.”

Smiling, Molly replied, “It's okay, Mrs. Clinton. I'll have breakfast later.” Amelia insisted, “Molly, we're family. Besides, you've been working here for more than three years, you don't have to be that courteous with me."

With no other options, Molly sat down at the dining table. Immediately, Amelia picked some vegetables for her and said, “Here, Molly, you should eat more.”

Molly beamed at her. “I might be the only one who can eat with my employer.”

“You're my elder. I see nothing wrong with you sitting down and eat with a junior like me.”

Molly kept smiling and added, “Mrs. Clinton, you're a kind-hearted lady. Nowadays, there aren't many ladies who are both beautiful and polite to elders. I've seen many arrogant ladies who like spending money without restraint.”

Amelia's lips quirked up. “Molly, you're flattering me too much. I might become arrogant because of your compliment.”

“That's impossible. Mrs. Clinton has always been a beautiful and kind- hearted woman. If you and my youngest son are not married yet, I would have introduced him to you already. I'm just worried that a gorgeous lady like you won't be fond of my boy.”

Amelia grinned.

“Molly, you're good at joking now.”

“I wasn't joking. I mean what I said.”

Upon hearing this, Amelia“s felt more exuberant.

After having breakfast, Amelia received a phone call from Cassie. She couldn't help but furrow her brows as her good mood slowly faded away.