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Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 560

A Deserter

The next day, Amelia brought Eva to make an apology in person. The young woman that the latter beat up was only a little over twenty years old. Although she was a little arrogant, she became as meek as a lamb after her parents reprimanded her and reluctantly accepted Eva’s apology.

“You’re Mrs. Clinton, aren’t you?” the young woman’s father asked with an ingratiating smile as he walked toward Amelia. Then, he continued, “I’m the chairman of Lightning Cloud Technology. I had the honor of attending the Clintons’ party the other day and seeing you and Mr. Clinton there. The two of you are really a match made in heaven. I could only see you from afar that day, but you’re truly more beautiful now that I’m seeing you at a close distance. My daughter is impudent and failed to recognize Eva as your cousin. I’ll make sure to teach her a lesson when I get home.”

“Dad, how can you side with an outsider? She’s the one who—”

Before the young woman could finish her sentence, she was cut short by her father’s glare. After that, he said apologetically, “Mrs. Clinton, I’m sorry about that. Her mom and I have overindulged her. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Amelia shook her head. “Your daughter’s pretty adorable. My cousin is at fault, too, which is why I brought her here to apologize to your daughter.”

“Please don’t say that, Mrs. Clinton. My daughter’s too spoiled. I hope you won’t take offense.”

After an exchange of pleasantries, Amelia left with Eva.

As soon as they got into the car, Eva made a face in disdain. “I thought they’d be all high and mighty, but they turned out to be a bunch of cowards! When I was in the police station, that fat man pointed at me and swore to put me in jail. Yet, the moment he finds out I’m your cousin, his attitude took a one-eighty! Such a sordid businessman, so full of schemes. He’s just like a sycophant.”

“Eva,” Amelia called out in a warning tone.

“Amelia, am I wrong?” Eva responded indifferently as she shrugged.

“No. You’re right. But sometimes you don’t have to state the obvious, especially not with such unpleasant words. It’s better to forgive and forget. Who knows? You may cross paths with them again one day. Besides, you still haven’t told me why you got into a fight with her in the first place. Can you tell me now?” Amelia asked, bringing up the topic again.

“Didn’t I tell you? She’s after James too! She’s also too arrogant that I couldn’t stand it, so I hit her. Someone ought to knock some sense into her, especially when she’s such a spoiled and supercilious rich brat. I’m just doing her parents a favor! Amelia, you’re not trying to criticize me because of an outsider, are you?” Eva paused for a while as she looked at Amelia. After that, she continued, “I can’t accept it if that’s the case! You clearly saw how she behaved. I’m already making concessions by following you there and apologizing to her. If you continue to criticize me, I won’t talk to you again! I’ve never met someone like you who sides with an outsider instead of your family.”

Amelia was nonplussed. Where is she going with this?

She changed the topic. “I’m not going to criticize you. So, where do you want to go next? I’ll bring you there.”

“The hospital. I’m going to see James. I was going to ask him out for a meal yesterday, but that brat ruined it. I definitely have to go out with him this time. Oh, by the way, you can leave after dropping me off at the hospital. You’re way too pretty that you may steal my thunder if you join me.”

Amelia was between laughter and tears as she glanced at Eva. It was the first time she saw someone prioritizing their love interest over their family as confidently as that.

“And you call yourself my cousin, Eva?”

“I can’t help it, Amelia. You look just like a vixen. Whenever you appear, men will fix their gazes on you. James’ still not mine yet, so it’s better for you to stay out of this for now.”

Amelia was rendered speechless.

When she pulled up at the entrance of the hospital, Eva unbuckled her seatbelt and blew her a kiss. “Amelia, I’m going off to pursue my own happiness now! Once he becomes mine, I’ll bring him to meet you first!”

With that, Eva opened the car door and bolted into the hospital.

Amelia shook her head in resignation as she watched her cousin’s movements.

Soon, she left the hospital. Halfway on the road, she received a phone call. Her expression changed after she heard the caller’s words, and she asked anxiously, “Kurt, where are you now?”

Kurt probably gave her an address since she replied, “Okay. Wait for me. I’m coming for you now.”

Once she hung up, she made a U-turn and stepped on the gas pedal.

Amelia parked her car in the underground parking of a supermarket, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out. Despite looking around the place, she failed to spot Kurt, so she called his name nervously. “Kurt! Kurt!”

“Amelia,” Kurt said feebly as he walked out from behind a big pillar.

Hearing his voice, she turned around, and her eyes widened in shock at the patch of red on his chest. Immediately, she ran toward him and asked concernedly, “Kurt! Are you hurt?” When Amelia saw him in that state, she completely forgot that she wanted to ask him why he had returned from Anglandur.

Kurt looked a little pale, but he did not mind his wound. Instead, he managed a weak smile and said, “Amelia, I’m glad I can see you again. I’m really glad.” Right after that, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Amelia was quick to catch him when he fell, but he was too heavy. Only after staggering a few steps backward could she regain her balance.

“Jolin! Come over here, hurry!” she shouted.

Jolin came over from a distance and took over Kurt from Amelia’s embrace. “Mrs. Clinton, Hugo called from Anglandur and said that Kurt had deserted him and Jean there. Since he is a deserter, I have to hand him over to the organization and let Boss deal with him.”

Amelia’s expression darkened slightly. “Jolin, I don’t care if he’s a deserter, and I have no idea what kind of punishment he’ll face. But, all I know is that a friend who has been helping me for the past two years is in trouble, so I have to save him! If I don’t, I’ll never be able to forgive myself.”

Hearing that, Jolin hesitated.

“Jolin, you and Kurt have been working together for so many years, and you said so yourself that the organization is like a big family. He’s considered like your big brother too, isn’t he? Now that something has happened to him, are you going to sit back and watch him die?” With that, Amelia reached for Kurt, but Jolin dodged and told her that she would hold him.

A smile touched her lips when she saw that, and her spirits were finally lifted.

Jolin was surprisingly strong because she was able to carry Kurt on her back. Upon arriving at the car, she pushed him into the back seat.

“Mrs. Clinton, you should sit with him at the back. I’ll drive.”

Amelia nodded and went to the back seat.

Jolin drove as fast as she could to the hospital. Only after the doctors and nurses wheeled Kurt into the operating room did Jolin look at Amelia with a serious look on her face. “Mrs. Clinton, I have to inform Boss about Kurt’s return. It’s my duty. As for the consequence that Kurt has to face, I have no say in it since it’s up to Boss to decide. Hence, I hope you won’t put me in a tight spot.”

Amelia remained silent.

Jolin bowed to her and implored, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Clinton. Please don’t make things more difficult for me than they already are.”

“I’ll talk to Oscar about this myself. I’ll bear the brunt if anything happens,” Amelia declared after mulling over the situation.

Jolin had no choice but to yield. “I understand, Mrs. Clinton.”

Time passed unknowingly as the two of them waited outside the operating room.

Moments later, Amelia could not contain her curiosity anymore. “Why did Kurt come back all of a sudden?”

“Mrs. Clinton, I don’t really know what’s going on. I’m only following Boss’ orders to bring Kurt back. However, I didn’t expect him to look for you as soon as he returned.” Jolin gave her a meaningful look before she lowered her gaze to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes.

However, Amelia was unfazed.

“Me too. You should bring him back after he wakes up. This is your organization’s matter, so I won’t interfere or exploit Oscar’s feelings for me to request him to do something that will put him in a difficult situation,” she said impassively.

Jolin lifted her head and looked at Amelia in disbelief.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 561

No Chance To Breathe

A chuckle fell from Amelia’s lips. “Why? You never expected me to say something like this?”

Jolin nodded as confusion filled her gaze.

“Kurt has helped me a lot over the years, and I’m truly grateful to him from the bottom of my heart. I even think of him as my family. However, my husband and son are two of the most important people in my life. You may think that I’m selfish, but I’m aware of who I should prioritize. So, I won’t overly interfere with Oscar’s job. If Kurt really turns out to be a deserter, I won’t help him beg for mercy. Anyone who makes a mistake should pay the price,” Amelia said calmly.

While Jolin was still puzzled, her opinion of Amelia changed again. “Mrs. Clinton, you’re very different from when I first met you,” she said honestly.

“I’m still the same. It’s just that I’m not as kind as I appear to be,” Amelia replied without much emotion in her voice despite the noticeable gloom in her frown.

She could not wrap her mind around the situation. Kurt’s condition in the operating room was unknown, and she was puzzled as to why he returned from Anglandur with wounds. So many things happened that were beyond her expectations happened in less than two weeks.

Although she answered Jolin’s question as if she did not care much about Kurt earlier, she was worried about him and the punishment he would have to bear after he woke up.

She was only lying to everyone when she said she could face it calmly. After everything that Kurt had done for her in Beshya, there was no way she could forget his kindness toward her so easily.

When Kurt was still in the operating room, Oscar arrived at the hospital after learning about the matter.

“Boss,” Jolin greeted but did not receive a reply as his gaze was on Amelia entirely.

For some reason, Amelia felt a little guilty when he was looking at her like that.

It was as though she was a wife who was caught cheating by her husband and was afraid that he would misunderstand something.

She dismissed the thought from her mind, although she was still confused about why she would think of that.

Running her fingers through her hair, she said, “Oscar, you’re here! Kurt’s injured, so I couldn’t just leave him in the lurch. Please don’t misunderstand.”

Oscar ruffled her hair and said, “Silly! I won’t blame you no matter what you do. I’m not here to scold you.”

Amelia tugged her lips into a smile and finally perked up.

“It’s almost six o’clock. Have you taken your dinner yet?” he asked as he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her to a bench nearby.

Amelia shook her head. “He’s been inside for a few hours now, so I don’t have the mood to eat anything. Where’s Tony?”

“I asked Hugo to pick up Tony, and he’ll bring him here straight away,” Oscar replied.

With that, she nodded.

Oscar then instructed Jolin to buy some food for Amelia, to which she did as told immediately.

Once the couple was left sitting on the bench, Amelia asked in an even voice as she looked at Oscar, “Oscar, I heard from Jolin that Kurt came back after deserting Hugo and Jean. What exactly happened to him in Anglandur? Can you tell me?”

She paused when a realization dawned on her. “Wait. Hugo’s back too?”

Oscar did not intend to hide it from her. “Yeah. He just landed, and I asked him to fetch Tony. Kurt came back on his own before he completed the mission, and he even fought with Hugo and the others. When Hugo chased after him at the airport, the two of them got into a fight again, and Hugo accidentally wounded Kurt. As for what happened afterward, you know it too.”

“What do you plan to do?” Amelia asked while lowering her eyes.

“I’ll do what I have to do. I’ll wait until he’s discharged, and I hope you won’t interfere with my decision on his punishment as I still have a reputation to maintain in front of my subordinates.”

“Sure,” she agreed without hesitation.

Surprise flashed across his eyes. Amelia laughed when she perceived his reaction and remarked, “Why? Did you really think that Kurt holds a more important position in my heart than you?”

The corner of Oscar’s lips curved upward, and the gloomy feeling within him slowly faded away.

He pulled her close and took in the scent of her hair. “Amelia, I’m thrilled to hear that. I’m really proud of you for being able to think objectively,” he commented in a melodious voice.

Amelia nuzzled against his chest, but she was still looking at the lit sign by the operating room with red-rimmed eyes. Her heart felt heavy.

In the end, she still could not stop herself from asking, “Oscar, can I make a request?”

“Is it about Kurt? Go ahead.”

“Spare his life, no matter if it’s out of personal feelings or whatever. He’s been with you the longest and is basically your right-hand man. Besides, he helped me a lot and is Tony’s godfather,” she pleaded.

Oscar fell silent.

“Did you really plan to take his life? I mean, even if he is a deserter, it shouldn’t be an offense punishable by death, right?” she asked perplexedly while lifting her head to look at him.

“Don’t worry. I’ve never thought of killing him. I only wanted to bring him back to the organization so that he can receive the punishment he deserves.”

“Thank you.”

Oscar nibbled at her earlobe. “I don’t like it when you thank me for another man.”

Amelia laughed and shook her head.

Suddenly, she heard someone fake a cough, so she looked over and found Jolin. She had just returned from her errand.

“Boss, Mrs. Clinton, I bought you some meat dishes, salad, and soup. Sorry. You’ll have to make do with it since we’re at the hospital,” Jolin said as she handed the bag over to Amelia.

“Thanks, Jolin. Sit down and eat with us.”

“No, it’s okay. I’m not hungry,” Jolin responded after glancing at Oscar.

“Since Amelia has invited you, let’s eat together,” he piped up.

Jolin’s eyes lit up immediately, and she went to get a little table that she asked from the nurse when she came upstairs. “Boss, you two can eat first, and I’ll have the leftovers.”

Amelia laughed when she saw the reverence in Jolin’s eyes. It was as though she worshipped Oscar.

Oh, Jolin. You’re usually cold and taciturn with others, but when Oscar’s present, you become like an admirer, yet you have to be respectful because of his identity.

Oscar glanced at Jolin before pointing at the dishes on the table.

Immediately, Jolin understood what he meant.

“Okay, Boss. I’ll eat. I’ll eat now.”

With that, the three of them finished everything. Amelia did not really have much of an appetite, but Oscar was around, and Jolin ate a lot, so she, too, forced herself to eat.

Right after they finished eating, Hugo brought Tony over.

“Boss,” Hugo greeted politely.

Tony wriggled free from Hugo’s grasp and ran to Amelia’s side. Then, he climbed onto her lap.

“Mommy, who’s sick? Why are you in the hospital?” the boy asked.

“It’s Godpa. He has some minor injuries, so he’s here to get the doctor to treat his wound,” she explained in simple words.

“Daddy’s hurt?” Tony wanted to get down, but Amelia carried him up and placed him on her lap again.

“Don’t worry, Tony. Your godfather’s fine. He’ll come out after the doctor bandages his wound. Why don’t you go and eat something with Jolin?” she suggested.

Tony glanced at Jolin and nodded.

Once they left, Amelia looked at Hugo.

“Hugo, can you tell me what happened to Kurt in Anglandur? I don’t believe that you’ll accidentally injure him after working with him for so many years,” she said.

With a gloomy expression, Hugo glanced at the lit sign by the operating room. After that, he said succinctly, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Clinton. I was too rash. Once he wakes up, I’ll apologize to him myself. As for the punishment, I’ll take it in his place. The mission in Anglandur failed because of me.”

Amelia furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”

Hugo remained quiet, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

After some time, he admitted everything instead of putting the blame on Kurt while the latter was unconscious. “Jean died because of my mistake. When she tried to save Kurt, the bullet hit her heart, and she passed away immediately. We couldn’t even bring her body back because we were busy fleeing. I forcibly brought Kurt onto the plane, and we started fighting over a dispute after we alighted. Then, I accidentally injured him. Once I return to the organization, I’ll willingly accept any punishment.”

Amelia was still confused even after listening to his explanation.

Hugo bowed to Oscar and said solemnly, “Boss, it’s all my fault. Please punish me. I’ve let Jean and Kurt down. One of them’s dead and the other’s injured. I’ll never forgive myself.”

Oscar furrowed his eyebrows and responded in a deep voice, “Are you sure you’re the one who caused that mistake? Hugo, you have to understand that you’ll receive grave punishment once you admit to committing the mistake.”

“Boss, it’s true. This is all my fault. Jean is dead because of me. I even had the urge to kill Kurt when we were on the way back to conceal the truth. I’m not worthy of being their partner. I’m willing to accept any punishment and start over,” Hugo continued while lowering his head.

Oscar closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had calmed down.

“You should go back first. I’ll look into this matter myself to see if it was your fault or Kurt’s. I’ll decide after I get to the bottom of this. As for Jean’s body, I’ll get someone to look for it.”

“Yes, Boss,” Hugo replied and turned to leave.

His figure looked despondent from behind.

Amelia reached out to hold Oscar’s hand. “Oscar, are you okay?”

He turned toward her and smiled. “I’m fine. It’s just that I can’t believe that out of the three subordinates that I’ve personally trained, one is dead, one’s lying in the operating room, and another keeps insisting that everything is his fault. They’re the ones that I rely on the most. I’ve never expected that they would fail one day.”

“No one is perfect. Don’t think too much about it,” she said, though her words of comfort were feeble.

Similarly, she did not expect that the aloof woman from her memory would be gone just like that. Because of that, she felt that life was impermanent.

There’s no chance to breathe at all, with so many things happening in succession.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 562

Stop Feeling Guilty

Once Kurt’s operation was successful, he was declared to be out of danger before being directly wheeled to a high-end, private ward.

Oscar had Jolin stay behind to look after Kurt while he went home with Amelia and Tony.

Upon returning to the condominium, he carried his son, who was already fast asleep, to bed. Afterward, he went downstairs and added honey to a cup of warm water for Amelia. “Here, take this to soothe your throat.”

She received the glass from him and took a sip. “Too many things are happening all at once in the past few days. I’m feeling quite overwhelmed.”

He patted her head and said, “Finish this and go upstairs for a nice, warm shower. Then, get some sleep. Don’t think too much.”

Amelia gave him a glance and nodded.

The two of them showered in different bathrooms. Once they were done, he tucked her in and went to make a call in the study.

“Jasper, bring a few men with you to Anglandur to look for Jean’s corpse. By hook or by crook, you have to bring her body back. Then, get to the bottom of this matter and find out if the failure of their mission was caused by an intentional or accidental mistake,” Oscar ordered coldly.

“Yes, Boss.”

After he finished giving his instructions and ended the call, he held his phone and looked outside the window. His gaze was deep and impenetrable like the ocean. No one could tell what was on his mind.

Oscar spent a long time in his study before going back to the bedroom. The moment he saw Amelia’s and Tony’s innocent sleeping faces, the frustration within him vanished into thin air.

A smile appeared on his face as he walked toward the bed and lay down. Then, he hugged them close in his arms.

It was a dreamless night.

The next morning, Oscar and Amelia were getting ready to visit Kurt at the hospital when Jolin called to tell them that Kurt was missing. That took them by surprise.

As soon as the call ended, Amelia said anxiously, “How could an adult disappear when he’s still injured and unconscious?”

Oscar only looked at her silently.

Amelia snapped back to reality and realized that she had overreacted earlier.

She tried to explain herself. “Oscar… I didn’t mean it that way. I just—”

His gaze darkened as he replied, “I understand.”

She sighed inwardly. It seems like my concern for Kurt will become a hurdle between us.

Just when Amelia wondered where Kurt could have gone, the doorbell rang.

She went to answer the door and saw the man in question standing outside. Immediately, she pulled him inside and exclaimed, “Kurt, why did you run out of the hospital when you’re hurt? What if your wound opens up again? Come on, let’s go back to the hospital now! Stop fooling around! You’re an adult!”

The solemn expression on Kurt’s face softened up a little after he heard her concern toward him.

“I’m fine, Amelia. I have to tell Boss something,” he said patiently.

Lifting her head, she had no choice but to give in when she was how determined he looked.

She brought him into the house. “Okay. You should come in first.”

Kurt walked toward Oscar and unexpectedly got on his knees while keeping his back straight. “Boss, it’s completely my fault that the mission in Anglandur failed and that Jean died. I’m willing to accept all punishment. This has nothing to do with Hugo, so please spare him. This happened because of me.”

Oscar looked at Kurt’s chest, where blood was seeping slowly, and said in a deep voice, “Go back to the hospital first. I’ve already sent some men to look into the matter in Anglandur and will find out who is at fault. If it’s your fault, I won’t spare you for the sake of Amelia.”

Kurt pursed his lips, and a hint of anguish flashed across his eyes.

He put both his hands on his head and said guiltily, “Jean’s dead because she took the bullet for me. If I had remained focused, she wouldn’t have died. We’ve been colleagues for so many years, yet I let her die in front of me. I’m responsible for her death! Boss, please kill me.”

That night was a nightmare that he refused to recall in his lifetime. He had watched as Jean took the bullet for him, yet he could not even bring her body back because he was busy running for his life, causing her to die in another country and become a wandering soul.

Jean’s death became the biggest regret in his life. He did not think that there was any way for him to forgive himself.

“Get up and go back to the hospital now. You know my temper. Don’t make me repeat myself,” Oscar said with a grim expression as he looked at Kurt.

Yet, Kurt continued to kneel on the ground.

Oscar narrowed his eyes, and a menacing gleam flashed across his eyes.

The second he was about to blow his top, a glass of lemonade appeared in front of his eyes. He looked up and saw it was from Amelia.

“Drink this, Oscar. I’ll talk to Kurt,” she said with a faint smile.

Oscar received the lemonade from her and took a sip.

Amelia walked up to Kurt and tried to pull him up, but he remained obstinate, keeping his knees firmly pressed to the floor.

“Kurt, let’s talk after you get up. You’re still wounded. Stop making us worry, could you?” she implored gently.

Kurt lifted his head to look at her. With mixed feelings, he said, “Amelia, I’m sorry. I feel miserable that Jean died because of me.”

Amelia felt a little sad when she saw him acting that way. What exactly happened in Anglandur that caused the usually reticent Kurt to make such a despairing expression? He even disregards the fact that he’s injured and had just undergone an operation for many hours yesterday.

“Kurt, get up first. No one blames you for Jean’s death. None of us want her to die. But think of it this way. All of us will die one day. I’m sure she didn’t want to see you look so miserable when she saved you. Let’s go to the hospital now, shall we?” she comforted him patiently.

Oscar walked forward and yanked Kurt up forcefully. “You’re a man! Stop acting like a s*ssy! Go back to the hospital now, or I’ll kick you out of my bodyguard ranks! Then, you can forget about seeing Amelia or Tony again!” he thundered.

Kurt lifted his head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes. In the end, the years of being under Oscar’s despotic rule made it impossible for him to object to his command, so he obediently went back to the hospital with the couple.

When Jolin heard the news, she quickly rushed over and punched Kurt’s wound in exasperation, causing him to grunt in pain.

“So, you still know what pain feels like, huh? Do you know how worried I was when you were gone? Are you planning to make Boss yell at me on purpose? Can you stop making others worry about you? You’re an adult, for God’s sake,” she grumbled.

“I’m sorry,” Kurt said with a straight face.

“I don’t want your apology. What I want is for you to cherish your life a little more. Now that Jean is dead, and her body is nowhere to be found, can you take care of yourself? Don’t make others worry about you.”

After a pause, Jolin continued in a low voice, “In the recent years, a few others that grew up with us are gone, and Jean’s dead too. I treat you as my brother, so you should stop making me worry. Boss’ very strict with us, but he would never force us to die.”

Kurt’s expression twisted into a grimace of pain as he listened to her. His eyes reddened uncontrollably, and a single drop of tear rolled down his cheek.

Jean taking the bullet for him was the ultimate blow for him. After all, he grew up with her, and the two of them had worked together on many dangerous missions. There was no way he could be cold-blooded and indifferent when she died because of him.

After the doctor re-dressed his wounds and examined his body to ensure that there were not any infections, the doctor said to Amelia, “Mrs. Clinton, don’t worry. The patient is healthy, so he’s going to be okay.”

Amelia heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at Oscar.

“Oscar, can you go outside for a bit? I want to talk to Kurt. I won’t do anything intimate with him, I promise.”

Oscar put his hand on the back of her head and kissed her forehead. “I’ll wait for you outside,” he said through clenched teeth.

Amelia knew it was the biggest compromise that he could make.

Once Oscar and Jolin left, Amelia pulled a chair over and sat down as she cleared her throat. “Kurt, I don’t think you’re a reckless person. Why did you run out of the hospital today?”

Kurt’s head was lowered, so she could not see his expression.

“Kurt, didn’t you wish to see me yesterday? Isn’t that why you called me?” she asked.

He finally lifted his head and cast her an unfathomable look with red-rimmed eyes. His lips moved a little, but no words came out. It was as if there was a lump in his throat.

Staring at him, she asked, “Are you feeling guilty because of Jean’s death?”

Kurt propped his forehead in both his hands. At that moment, he seemed utterly forlorn.

“Kurt, life and death are predestined. All of us are deeply saddened by Jean’s death, but there’s nothing we can do to change it. So, stop acting like this, will you? I’m really worried about you.”

He ruffled his hair and sighed before saying, “I’m fine, Amelia. It’s just that my heart feels really heavy. I thought that I was incredible, yet I had to rely on a woman to save me.”

There was an unmistakable hint of suppressed sorrow in his voice.

Amelia looked at him thoughtfully.

“Kurt, I think she must be in love with you,” she said.

Kurt did not say anything, still maintaining the same posture.

“Since Jean was willing to give up her life for you, I’m sure she wouldn’t want to see you live in guilt for the rest of your life. Stop being like this, okay? If you stay this way, your friends who care about you will feel bad,” she consoled.

After a moment of silence, he said, “Amelia, I’m fine. Don’t worry. I won’t do anything stupid.”

That had Amelia heave a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad to hear that. Don’t forget that you still have me, Tiff, and Tony by your side. We genuinely have your best interests at heart.”

Kurt cast her a deep look, and the corners of his lips lifted in response. At that instant, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 563

Do Not Go There

Kurt stayed at the hospital for a day and insisted on being discharged. After biding Amelia farewell, he returned to the organization.

Upon arriving at the room, he saw Hugo being confined inside, and they both smiled wryly as soon as they met.

“Aren’t you injured? Why didn’t you stay at the hospital?” Hugo asked as he stood up from the floor, dusting his pants.

Kurt replied indifferently, “It’s just a minor wound. I’m fine.”

Then, Hugo pointed at the simple bed and said, “Go and take a seat. You don’t look very well.”

Following his advice, Kurt sat on the bed, his expression dark and grim.

“I have already taken the blame, so why did you still come in?” Hugo asked as he poured him a glass of warm water.

Kurt, however, only spared him a glance before returning to his quiet self.

“Are you still feeling guilty about Jean’s death?” Hugo went straight to the point.

At that, Kurt raised his hands and grasped his hair tightly.

“All right, stop thinking about it. No one wanted that tragedy to befall her. Actually, Jean had liked you for many years, but you were never concerned about relationships. Thus, she could only admire you secretly. I think she willingly took the bullet for you,” Hugo consoled.

Kurt merely let out a pained chuckle.

“I owe her too much,” he squeezed out.

“Don’t beat yourself up now. It was her choice. What’s most important now is to retrieve her corpse. We can’t let her remains stay in a foreign country.”

Kurt nodded.

“I’ll recover her corpse personally no matter what. For all the things she had done for me, I have to bring her back so that she can rest in peace here,” he declared solemnly.

Hugo inclined his head in agreement.

“We can only wait for Boss’ decision. If he’s giving us punishment, let me be the one to take it while you find a time to make a trip to Anglandur. I believe those people must have taken Jean’s corpse,” he uttered thoughtfully.

After giving it some thought, Kurt nodded reluctantly.

After investigating the matter thoroughly, Oscar discovered Jean’s death was purely an accident. Other than ordering his subordinates to recover her corpse at all costs, he concluded the case by punishing Hugo and Kurt with thirty whips each.

Kurt watched the disfigured corpse with a mix of emotions in his eyes.

The once pretty, charming, and sexy Jean had become a cold body in front of him. He could not even make out her original appearance with the numerous scars and wounds on her face. On top of that, somebody broke her arms after her death. The way she looked was heart-wrenching.

Kurt fell to his knees before Jean’s remains. He felt as if he was suffocating inside as he stared at her corpse mournfully. After a long moment, he murmured, “Jean, I’m sorry. Someday, I’ll avenge you by killing those who did this to you.”

Hugo patted his shoulder. Suppressing his sorrow, he comforted, “Kurt, don’t be like this. Jean is dead. No matter how grief-stricken you are, she won’t revive. What you need to do now is to stay alive. Once the timing is right, we will avenge her by taking those people down in one fell swoop.”

Kurt continued to kneel without a word.

Hugo also went on his knees beside him, his back ramrod straight. “Jean, I’m sorry. Our carelessness caused your death, so resent us if you want. But now that we have recovered your remains, Kurt and I can finally feel at peace. Don’t worry. Soon, we will avenge you surely.”

Both of them kneeled for quite a while. By the time they stood up, their legs had turned numb.

“Done with your repentance?” Oscar asked as he stared at Kurt and Hugo, who stood before him.

“Boss, it’s our mistake this time. Your punishment for us is too light,” Hugo remarked.

“What? Are you questioning my decision now?” Oscar asked as he narrowed his eyes.

“I dare not,” Hugo answered with his head lowered.

Meanwhile, Kurt lifted his head to stare at Oscar fixedly. After pondering for a moment, he requested, “Boss, I want to make a trip to Anglandur. If I don’t kill those people with my own hands, I won’t come back.”

“You don’t have to go, as I have already let others take over your mission in Anglandur. I will never let them off after they have killed one of my subordinates.” Oscar waved him off as he rejected him without hesitation.

However, Kurt refused to give up. Standing before Oscar, he lowered his head and pleaded, “Boss, I would like to go to Anglandur. Please approve it.”

All of a sudden, Oscar rose to his feet. Despite Kurt’s large build, he skidded to the ground after being kicked by him in the abdomen.

Unable to suppress the pain, Kurt clutched his abdomen and groaned.

It was a deadly kick from Oscar.

“Boss! Kurt is only doing this because he feels responsible for Jean’s death. Please just let him go to Anglandur! Otherwise, he will be carrying this guilt with him throughout his whole life,” Hugo uttered as he shielded Kurt by kneeling before Oscar.

Oscar narrowed his eyes as he stared down at Hugo. Gradually, his expression turned somber, and he pressed his lips together tightly.

“Hugo, are you trying to disobey me as well?” he asked in a casual tone.

There was a change in Hugo’s expression. Then, he replied in a slightly trembling voice, “Boss, I didn’t mean it that way. I just—”

“Kurt wants to go to Anglandur, is it?” Oscar cut him off by asking a question.

Hugo could not quite follow him.

“Kurt can go to Anglandur. However, he won’t be allowed to return,” Oscar said as he glanced at Kurt, who was getting up quietly.

The latter stiffened.

“Kurt, I don’t oppose you from going to Anglandur. However, you won’t be my subordinate afterward, and your friends who have grown up with you will also cut off all ties with you. So, I suggest you think carefully,” Oscar uttered harshly. Then, he continued, “Naturally, don’t even think about seeing Amelia ever again. You better think hard and long about this.”

With that, he walked out, leaving the two men behind.

Hugo got up from the floor before pulling the latter up as well. “Do you really plan to go to Anglandur?”

Not a word came from Kurt.

In truth, Hugo knew that Oscar’s conditions were too harsh. It was incredibly cruel for Kurt to be forbidden to return to his homeland after going to Anglandur. Regardless of how long they had been away, most of them would wish to return to their roots when they were old. It was especially true for people like them who could lose their lives at any time during their missions. They particularly yearned to live a normal and peaceful life where they eventually got married with kids as they settled down.

“Kurt, don’t go there. Besides, I’m sure Boss will never disregard Jean’s death. He won’t let her die in vain. You should know what awaits you if you disobey him. It isn’t something you and I can handle. Think carefully now,” Hugo advised and turned to leave the room.

Kurt was expressionless as he stood alone in the center of the room, seemingly lost in thought.

When he opened the door and saw Hugo leaning beside, he merely walked out in silence while the latter followed after him and inquired, “You’re not going anymore?”

Kurt inclined his head in reply.

Finally, Hugo let out a sigh of relief. He hurried after Kurt and patted his shoulder, saying, “I support your decision, and I believe Jean would have shared my sentiments. It seems we will still be each other’s best colleagues as we go about our missions! Let’s go and have a drink! Since we won’t be getting any missions any time soon, we should take the opportunity to rest for the time being. Don’t dwell on the matter anymore.”

Kurt simply followed him without a word.

Shortly, they came to a bar and ordered many liquors. It could be that they both had too many worries in their hearts that caused them to chug down all the drinks and get utterly wasted afterward. If it were not for Jolin heading there to fetch the two of them, they would have fallen asleep on the street.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 564

Come To My Company

Jolin gave Oscar a call, telling him about Hugo’s and Kurt’s conditions. Oscar merely replied coldly, “Tell them that I don’t need a bunch of useless trash who know nothing but to drown their sorrows with alcohol.”

With that said, he hung up the phone right away.

A bitter smile crept onto Jolin’s face as she looked at her darkened phone screen.

She had gotten herself into trouble indeed. As she looked at the two burly men who were apparently drunk, her temples throbbed.

Then, she lifted her leg and kicked the two men on their ankles, but they were so drunk that they didn’t even give her any response.

Seeing that, she had no choice but to carry them upstairs.

In the study, Amelia hugged Oscar from behind. Her hands wrapped around his waist, she muttered in a low voice, “What’s going on?”

Oscar turned around and pulled her into his embrace. He kissed her hair as he replied, “Nothing. Let’s go sleep.”

Amelia looked up at him and asked, “Did something happen to Kurt?”

Oscar lowered his gaze to look at her. A hint of complicated feelings flashed across his eyes, but he concealed it within seconds.

“You seem to be very concern about him?”

Amelia chuckled faintly. Then, she put on a straight face and said, “I’ve told you that he has helped me a lot. There’s no way I can turn a blind eye should something ever happens to him. But, if he’s fine, then I won’t mention his name anymore.”

Oscar loosened his grip. “Let’s go to bed. He’s fine.”

Amelia watched Oscar open the door of the study. He walked out and closed the door, leaving her alone in the room.

She stared at the door in a daze. When the door was opened again, she was still looking at it blankly.

Oscar walked up to her and hugged her waist domineeringly. “Let’s go.”

Amelia tilted her head and looked at him as she blurted out, “Weren’t you angry at me?”

Oscar smiled without saying anything.

They lay on the bed. However, Amelia didn’t snuggle in Oscar’s arms like she used to. Instead, she kept a distance from the man and turned her back against him.

Oscar stared at her back broodingly and heaved a sigh. Then, he stretched his hand out and pulled the woman into his arms domineeringly.

He pressed his lips on Amelia’s hair and asked, “Are you angry at me?”

Amelia didn’t give him any response.

Forcing her to turn toward him, he then realized that Amelia’s eyes were red. Her right cheek was wet too.

His gaze darkened instantly. As he wiped her tears off, he asked softly, “Why are you crying?”

Amelia shook her head and gave him a lame excuse. “I’m not crying. My eyes were just stinging.”

“Are you sad because I punished Kurt?”

Amelia widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief. Anger surged within her suddenly, and she lifted her hands and shoved Oscar’s hands away. Her voice was so calm it almost sounded cold. “Oscar, do you know what you’re talking about?”

Oscar gazed at her intently.

“Amelia, you know what I’m talking about. Your concern toward Kurt has gone beyond how you should be treating an ordinary friend. I’m your husband. Have you ever thought about my feelings?” A hint of evilness flashed across his eyes as he spoke. Gritting his teeth, he added, “Did you know that it hurts for me, too? Right here?”

Amelia watched Oscar punching his chest. Her mouth was slightly agape, as she was overly shocked, and her heart was filled with complicated feelings as well.

“Oscar, are you suspecting me?” she asked plainly. She had no idea since when there was no more trust between them.

Oscar had put in a great deal of effort looking for her for two years, and he had spent a lot of manpower, resources, and money to look for a suitable cornea for her. When she regained her vision, she came back with him and thought that everything would develop positively. Now, she had no idea how they had come to this point.

A bitter smile crept onto Amelia’s face. “Why? Oscar, tell me why? You know that there’s nothing between Kurt and me, but why would you say those things to hurt me?”

Oscar’s gaze darkened slightly. He let out a sigh suddenly and said, “I’m sorry, Amelia. Many things have happened during these few days. That’s why I couldn’t control my emotions. I didn’t mean that. Please don’t overthink. Let’s go to sleep now. We’ll talk again tomorrow.”

Amelia moved backward, instinctively avoiding Oscar, who was trying to hug her.

“Oscar, I think we both need to cool down,” she said calmly.

She realized that there was something wrong between them, but she didn’t know what the cause was. As such, she needed some time to think about it and sort out her relationship with Oscar.

It wasn’t that she wanted to split up or anything. It was just that she needed to figure out the problem to solve it. That way, their relationship would become more harmonious.

However, Oscar pulled her into his embrace domineeringly again and bit her earlobe lightly. He muttered, “It’s my fault. I’ve never suspected you of anything. Perhaps my workload at my job is getting heavier, and I get too busy. That’s why I threw a little tantrum there. Please forgive me. Don’t be mad anymore.”

Amelia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Then, she turned around and looked into Oscar’s eyes intently. “Oscar, we need to talk.”

“Sure,” replied Oscar in a hoarse voice after a while.

“Oscar, it hasn’t been easy for us to get back together. So, what makes you think that there’s something between Kurt and me?” Amelia paused before continuing hesitantly. “You’ve told me that you believed me. Is this what you meant when you said that?”

Oscar raised his hand to caress her hair as he replied, “I believe you, and I love you. It’s true, and I’m also trying to provide you with the best things possible. Perhaps I’ve been overloaded with work recently. Five big projects are being carried out simultaneously on top of other miscellaneous tasks that I have to deal with. That’s why I’m slightly pressured and tend to overthink. Don’t worry. It’ll get better tomorrow.”

Amelia felt somewhat sad after listening to his words.

Oscar had been treating her well wholeheartedly. If something went wrong in their relationship, he wasn’t the only one who should be held responsible for it.

“Oscar, I’m at fault too. I thought if I was honest and open and kept my distance from all men out there, then there wouldn’t be any more rumors. However, I’ve failed to take care of your feelings. I’m sorry.” Amelia self-reflected on her behavior. “Kurt is only my friend. I’m telling the truth. If we wanted to be together, we could have done it two years ago back in Beshya. He helped me a lot back then. That’s why I can’t simply ignore him now. There’s no way I can leave my friend alone because of my relationship.”

Oscar’s gaze darkened for a moment, and then he grabbed the back of Amelia’s head and pressed a kiss on her forehead forcefully.

“Don’t overthink. I lost control of my emotions today, but it won’t happen again,” he said sincerely, looking into Amelia’s eyes.

Amelia raised her hand and stroked his head. “Oscar, you’ve been having some mood swings these two days. Are you sure you are okay? Let me accompany you to the hospital for a checkup.”

Oscar curled his lips into a smile and flicked her forehead. “Silly, did I scare you with my evil words just now?”

Amelia burst out laughing upon hearing him. On the surface, it did look as though their problem was solved.

However, the argument this time around had set off a trace of unhappiness between them.

Amelia leaned against Oscar’s chest, feeling somewhat heavy inside.

“Let’s go to sleep, Oscar.”

For the first time, they did not feel close to one another despite sharing the same bed.

The next day, Oscar sent Amelia to work. On the way to Clinton Corporations, he made a call. As soon as the call got through, he asked, “Julian, are you free now? Come over to my company. I need to talk to you.”

The person on the other end of the line said something, to which Oscar replied, “Sure. See you later.”

When he entered the office, Linda followed behind him with a pile of reports. “Mr. Clinton, these reports are sent by all the departments for your review.”

Oscar went into his office and loosened his tie as he responded, “Leave them here. I’ll go through them shortly.”

“Yes, Mr. Clinton.” With that, Linda cautiously placed the reports on his work desk and sneaked a glance at Oscar.

“Just say it,” Oscar said without looking up at her.

Clearing her throat, Linda then said, “Mr. Clinton, the daughter of the director of Bright Stone Entertainment Agency called this morning, asking for a lunch appointment with you. Are you-”

“Reject her,” Oscar ordered instantly.

“But she said-”

Before she could finish speaking, Oscar cut her off again. “Linda, you’re my secretary, not a pimp. I’ve already tolerated Isabella. If you want to introduce another woman to me, I think getting a job in a club would suit you more.”

Linda’s face turned pale as she heard that.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Clinton. I’ll reject Ms. Mathison right now,” she apologized at once.

“Get out of here now.”

Hearing that, Linda quickly left the room in a panic. She realized that her whole body was shaking as soon as she came out of that room.

Then, she hastened her pace to give Judy Mathison a call to reject her before getting back to her work. Nonetheless, her hand was still trembling as she held the pen.

Soon, Julian arrived. Linda led him to the office courteously.

“What’s wrong, Oscar? What’s the hurry to get me here?” Julian asked casually, smiling.

Burying his head in his pile of work, Oscar did not even look up as he said, “Have a seat. We’ll talk when I finish these documents.”

Julian shrugged and took a seat on the couch leisurely.

Just then, Linda came in with two cups of coffee and placed them on the coffee table elegantly. “Please have some coffee, Mr. Hayes.”

Julian looked at her with a tinge of amusement in his eyes. “Linda, you’re so competent. I think I’d have to poach you! Are you interested to work for me?”

Linda smiled without saying anything. She knew Julian was only joking. He wouldn’t be so brainless to poach her in front of Oscar.

“Enjoy your coffee, Mr. Hayes. I’ll get back to work.”

Julian twitched his lips and waved casually. “Go on.”

Linda nodded and retreated from the room quietly.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 565

Seeing A Psychologist

Julian had a cigarette in his hand but did not light it. He gave Oscar a curious look. It was rare to see Oscar frown, after all. Julian said with a smile, “Oscar, you’re the one who called me here. It can’t be because you wanted me to look at your sour face, right?”

Oscar shot him a glare but did not say anything.

“Something on your mind?” Julian asked with a serious expression.

“Amelia and I have been arguing. How romantic should I be to please a woman?” Oscar asked after pausing for a second in hesitation.

Julian opened his mouth slightly, accidentally dropping the cigarette in his hand.

“Aren’t you the same guy who can’t bear to hurt Amelia? Why did you argue with her? What happened? Please explain it thoroughly. Otherwise, I won’t know how to help you,” Julian calmly said, suppressing his shock. Although he tended to joke and gossip about people, he was a person who really cared about his friends’ well-being.

Oscar gave him a look. He coldly stated, “As long as you don’t gossip about it.”

Julian stood up from the couch and tidied his wrinkled suit. He replied, “All right, I won’t gossip about it. Oscar, I’ll be going now. I’m not interested in boring back-and-forth conversations.”

“Sit down,” Oscar said as he let out a cough.

Julian gave him a look before sitting back down.

He said, “Tell me. I’m all ears.”

Oscar pondered it for a while. In the end, he decided to explain his frustrations in a simple form.

“Are you saying you’re jealous of Kurt?” Julian stroked his chin and asked curiously.

Oscar glared at him in response.

“Oscar, don’t you feel like you’re not your normal self? Kurt is your bodyguard. If you really don’t like him, you can simply dismiss him instantly. Why would you continue to allow him to be by Amelia’s side? I don’t think you’ve thought about this clearly enough,” Julian stated.

Oscar looked at him. He asked, “What are you trying to say?”

“What I want to say is that you’ve fallen in love with Amelia. You’ve really changed a lot because of her. This never happened when you and Cassie were together. You love Amelia. I think you should just trust her wholeheartedly. After all, isn’t love about trusting each other?” Julian asked.

After a short pause, he blinked. With a hint of doubt, he continued, “Oscar, I don’t think you’re the type of guy who gets anxious. Why can’t you just ask Amelia what her relationship with Kurt is? This isn’t like you.”

Oscar pondered deeply. He raised his finger and pointed at his head before saying, “Sometimes, I feel like I lose control up here. I want to see a psychologist. Do you know of any experts in the field you could introduce me to?”

Julian’s jaw dropped in disbelief.

“What?” he said, regaining his senses after a long while.

“Help me get in contact with a psychologist. I want to talk to one,” Oscar casually stated.

“Oscar, are you joking? Or have you gone crazy for a while now?” Julian shrugged and asked in disbelief.

“Help me make an appointment to see a psychologist. I’ll take a day off this weekend.” Oscar walked over to the office table and grabbed a folder. He walked back and threw it onto the small table. He said, “Didn’t you want to start a film production company? This is my proposal; have a look at it. If you think it’s all right, then I believe you’re already one step closer to starting your film production company.”

Julian’s eyes instantly widened when he grabbed the proposal over and read it. He replied, “This proposal is amazing! I was worried because I didn’t have a complete proposal. But now, it’s settled. I’ve also just hired a few employees for the company, filling every position in the logistics, finance, and technical departments. I’m trying to find male and female leads because I want the company to start producing coming-of-age dramas. As for the other roles, I’ll wait and see how the aspiring actors perform in their auditions.”

After a pause, he looked at Oscar and continued, “Oscar, you can definitely invest in my film production company. Don’t worry. I’m determined to grow it and make it the best in the industry.”

Oscar nodded. He changed the topic back and said, “Make an appointment with a psychologist for me. I’m free this weekend. I’m not joking around.”

Julian frowned. “Oscar, are you for real?”

“Do I look like I’m lying?” Oscar retorted.

Julian was speechless.

As he looked at Oscar with a perplexed expression on his face, he said, “Oscar, please be honest with me. Is there something wrong with your body?”

Oscar went back to his work desk and sat down. He opened the folder and buried himself in work.

Julian did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Oscar. If there’s something wrong, then I think you should go to the hospital instead of the psychologist.”

“Julian! Enough with your nonsense!” Oscar exclaimed.

Julian raised his hands as if surrendering. He responded, “All right, I was wrong. I’ll make an appointment with a very reliable psychologist as soon as possible. There’s just one catch, though. I would like to accompany you.”

Oscar nodded. He pointed at the door and said, “You can leave now.”

Julian left as told and walked out of the room.

During the weekend, Julian took the initiative to drive to Amelia’s apartment. Once he parked his car, he entered the elevator and ascended the building.

“Hi, Amelia,” Julian greeted Amelia, who opened the door for him.

Amelia turned to look at him and smiled. She said, “Hey, Julian. Have you eaten breakfast yet? Come in and eat. Oscar hasn’t finished all the food yet.”

Julian’s eyes sparkled. He smiled back and asked, “Did Molly make the food? I’m famished. It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten Molly’s cooking. I miss it.”

Amelia shook her head and smiled. She then closed the door.

After Julian ate breakfast, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He stated, “Amelia, can I borrow Oscar for a second? I promise I won’t get him to do bad things. At best, we’ll only go and see some beautiful ladies.”

Amelia looked at Julian in disbelief. Then, she helped Oscar grab his suit. She gently said, “Drive carefully. Call me if you guys don’t plan on coming back for lunch at noon.”

Oscar kissed her on the forehead and replied, “I know. I’ll be going now, but I’ll be back for lunch at noon.”

Oscar and Julian left the apartment. Julian said, “I think Amelia is also deeply in love with you. Are you really going to see a psychologist? Honestly, I feel that psychology is something only people who are not in their right minds would trust in. I don’t think someone like you would believe a word that comes out of the psychiatrist’s mouth.”

Oscar opened the door to the car and sat in the front passenger seat.

Julian sat in the driver’s seat. Once he fastened his seat belt, he started the car and drove off. Changing the topic, he said, “This time, I’ve arranged an appointment for you to see a very notable psychologist in the city. He knows how to entertain guests, so I’m sure you’ll get along with him just fine.”

Oscar simply nodded his head and said nothing in response.

Julian brought him over to a private psychology clinic. The fees there were very steep. The cost of one-hour consultations reached thousands. Of course, this was nothing but spare change for rich people.

“Oscar, Dr. Jenkins is waiting for you inside. I won’t be coming in with you. I’ll be driving all around the city instead. Give me a call if anything comes up.” Julian made the “call me” hand gesture as he said that.

Oscar lightly nodded in response. Then, he pushed the door and entered.

There was a man in his forties sitting inside. He raised his head and gave Oscar a look. Standing up from his chair, he walked past his office table and stood in front of Oscar. He said, “You must be Mr. Clinton, the heir of Clinton Corporations. How are you? My name is Joseph Jenkins. You can call me either Dr. Jenkins or Mr. Jenkins. Try to loosen up a little while you’re here.”

Oscar merely nodded with a cold expression on his face.

“Should I address you as Mr. Clinton?” Joseph invited Oscar to sit on the couch and smiled warmly.

“Oscar. You can call me by my name. There’s no need to be so formal,” Oscar said matter-of-factly.

Joseph smiled gently and did not comment further.

“I heard a little bit about your issues from Julian, but don’t take it the wrong way. Julian and I have known each other for many years now. I assure you that I’ll protect your privacy and would never let anything we discuss here leave the room. Don’t worry,” Joseph quickly clarified.

Oscar nodded lightly in response.

“Relax, Oscar. Do you mind telling me about your problem? Since you came here, I believe there’s something that’s been bothering you inside. Dump it all on me. Let’s have a good chat. Think of me as your good friend of many years.” Joseph’s voice was very gentle.

“The past few days, I’ve been feeling the urge to kill,” Oscar coldly stated.

Joseph was rendered speechless.

He was quite taken aback by his words. However, he quickly calmed himself in order to maintain his professionalism.

“Tell me more about it, Oscar. Why do you feel the urge to kill? A successful guy like you should be able to get anything you want in all of Tayhaven. I can’t see why you’d want to kill someone. Aren’t you afraid of getting your hands dirty?” Joseph asked following Oscar’s revelation.

“It’s true I don’t need to kill people using my own hands. However, my possessiveness toward my girl has only increased. Every night, I dream of tying her to me. I even have the urge to kill all the men who are around her. I’m a businessman whose feelings have spiraled out of control. It would be extremely bad for my company’s growth.” Oscar looked at Joseph with scrutiny. He continued, “Dr. Jenkins, can you tell me why I’m feeling this?”

Joseph thought about it for a while. He was not in a hurry to respond to Oscar’s question.

“Oscar, can you tell me when did you start feeling this way?” Joseph asked.

Oscar had a calm exterior. He exuded an intimidating aura and gracefully asked, “Dr. Jenkins, are you planning to unearth my secrets?”

Joseph could not help but feel slightly intimidated. Oscar isn’t someone I can afford to cross. His aura is just so terrifying.

“Relax, Oscar. Let’s talk like we’re friends. Why don’t we play a game of hypnosis? I think you’ll feel even more relaxed,” Joseph suggested.

Oscar looked at Joseph up and down. In the end, he nodded slightly.

Joseph got Oscar to lie down on a small bed that was just enough for one person. He then said, “Relax, Oscar. Now, imagine that you’re in a vivid scene. There are butterflies fluttering, and bees working hard to build their hive. Without any worries, you leisurely stroll among the flowers…”

Joseph’s voice was so hypnotic. It was able to cause people to drift off to sleep.

Approximately half an hour later, Joseph gently said, “Oscar, you may open your eyes now.”

When Oscar opened his eyes, his gaze was clear and alert.

He looked at Joseph coldly and said, “Dr. Jenkins, you talked so much into my ear. Besides feeling sleepy, I also felt like an idiot was whispering nonsense in my ear. Are you really the most popular psychologist in the city that Julian recommended?”

Joseph’s face contorted. No one has ever been unaffected by my hypnosis to date. I can’t believe it didn’t affect Oscar at all!

“Oscar, how are you still wide awake?” Joseph was probably very shocked. It would explain why he asked such a childish question.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you this question?” Oscar replied nonchalantly.

Joseph was stunned. Cold sweat was beginning to build up on his forehead.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 566

Find The Culprit

Raising his hand, Joseph wiped the sweat from his forehead. Awkwardly, he said, “Oscar, I’m afraid this conversation won’t go anywhere if you are unwilling to cooperate.”

Oscar stared at Joseph with dark eyes.

“Dr. Jenkins, your abilities were highly praised by Julian. Is this the best you can do?” A dangerous glint flashed across Oscar’s eyes as he narrowed them.

Joseph was acutely aware of the dangerous aura emanating from Oscar. He smiled, “Calm down, Oscar. Let’s chat like old friends. Don’t think of me as a psychiatrist. Let’s take this one step at a time, okay?”

Oscar’s expression suddenly changed like the unpredictable weather in June. He’d always had a temperamental personality. Even an experienced psychiatrist like Joseph could not help but cower before him, not daring to make a fuss.

“This way, please. Let’s have a good chat.” Since the hypnosis wasn’t working, Joseph resorted to having a heart-to-heart conversation in hopes that he would be able to get a grasp on his patient.

Oscar’s heart was heavily barricaded. He constantly had his guard up and his mental strength was many times stronger than an ordinary person’s, thus making it extremely difficult for someone to work their way in. It was a process that would take a lot of time. Only a fool would think it was an easy task.

Oscar adjusted his clothes and replied icily, “No need. I don’t think I require a psychiatrist’s help as the service is really subpar. I’ll be taking my leave.”

Despite his mixed feelings, Joseph did not dare stop Oscar.

“My door is open anytime you feel the need to talk to someone,” Joseph said as he walked Oscar out. The latter nodded briefly and strode away.

Oscar went downstairs and called Julian on his phone. “I’m downstairs. Come pick me,” he said the moment the phone connected.

Julian drove the car to Oscar’s location fast as he possibly could. After entering the car, Oscar put on the seatbelt.

Julian gave Oscar a strange look. “That was quick. You were only inside for half an hour. What did you discuss?”

Oscar gave him a look as he said, “The psychiatrist you introduced, I’m afraid he’s just a smooth talker and has no ability whatsoever.”

Julian was utterly dumbfounded.

“Oscar, don’t forget he is a trained professional who needs to be able to speak well with his patients. Since there’s nothing wrong with you, don’t overthink it. Come, let’s go have a meal. Your relationship with Amelia is fine, don’t overthink it and scare her away or you’d be left crying,” Julian reminded him.

Oscar massaged his head. He had been stressed over work lately, and it didn’t help matters when he witnessed Amelia interacting with another man. Although he professed he didn’t care, it was just a strong front. How could he not care when it came to the matter of his beloved?

Julian looked at him worriedly. “Hey, just take it easy. It’s not helping Amelia or yourself if you’re so tightly wound up all the time. She’s a sensitive one and as your partner, she’s sure to find out.”

Sighing suddenly, Oscar closed his eyes and leaned back against the passenger seat. “Julian, I feel infuriated whenever I see the men who appear beside Amelia. I can’t help flying into a rage, and the urge to kill them would arise. I know it’s not right and this cannot continue. That’s the reason I’ve asked you to arrange an appointment with a psychiatrist. However, I can’t bring myself to trust the man.”

It was then Julian realized how severe the situation was.

Oscar’s mind had always been more mature than everyone else. Never exhibiting strong emotions, he usually acted cold and indifferent. Julian had never seen him act this way. Perhaps Oscar’s body had reached its limit, or perhaps there was a problem with his relationship with Amelia. However, the second option was less plausible as the two of them were as thick as thieves.

After a moment of thought, Julian said, “Oscar, what if I accompany you to the doctor? It would be fine if there isn’t a problem, but we should get it treated as soon as possible if there is. I’m sure you won’t want your negative emotions to affect Amelia and Tony.”

Oscar was silent.

“Okay, okay! Pretend I didn’t say anything. It must be hard to be in your position since you wield such authority over so many staff members. Obviously, it has taken a toll on your body.” Julian softened his tone as he tried to mollify Oscar.

“Turn around and head to the hospital.” After a long pause, Oscar finally replied.

Shocked, Julian momentarily lost his grip on the steering wheel and the car nearly veered off the road. He spun the car around and drove in the direction of the hospital. “Oscar, you’re really planning on going?” he asked.

“Weren’t you the one asking me to go?”

“Um, no. I was only joking.” Once again, Julian didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. He certainly did not expect Oscar to obediently do as he was told.

Following that, Oscar shut his eyes and pretended to nap, thereby ignoring Julian as the latter dutifully delivered Oscar to the hospital. Oscar had requested Robert arrange a private doctor to give him an examination.

Once at the hospital, Robert personally tended to Oscar and found a residue of a drug in his body. If taken in large quantities, it was a drug that could make a person easily irritable, and they would also lose their memories. It was harmless if taken in small doses, but once it accumulated to a certain amount, it made a person violent and lose control of their temper. It could also erase important memories.

Robert’s face hardened. “Oscar, it seems like you’ve been taking this drug for at least a year. You need to be more careful, as someone gave you this drug with ill intentions.”

Upon hearing Robert’s words, Oscar clenched and unclenched his fists. To think there is such a person near me.

“This person must be close to you for them to be able to meddle with your food and drink. Apart from family members, only the housekeeper and people from the company have close contact with you. It seems like this person is also cautious and bides their time by only giving you small doses each time. Otherwise, you would have imploded long before now. You can even lose your life if you take too much of the drug.” Robert finally spoke after a moment of contemplation.

Although Oscar’s expression remained calm on the surface, he was a ball of rage inwardly. How audacious of this person to drug me so boldly. They are going to pay dearly when I discover who they are.

To Robert, he asked, “Mr. Lancester, are you certain I’ve been taking this drug for over a year?”

Robert nodded in response. “We will need to perform a gastric lavage procedure on you. You will also need to watch what you consume in the future as this person has managed to drug you for over a year while remaining undetected,” Robert said.

Oscar narrowed his eyes in thought and nodded.

After the procedure was done, Oscar left the hospital after resting briefly.

Inside the car, Julian eyed him worriedly. “Are you okay? Do you want to go rest at a hotel suite?”

Oscar nodded in response. He could not return home in the state he was in right now lest he made Amelia worried about him.

Julian drove them to a five-star hotel nearby and arranged for a presidential suite. Together, they rode the elevator upstairs.

Once inside the suite, Julian tossed the keys onto the bed and turned to ask Oscar, “Do you have anyone you suspect?”

Oscar rubbed his forehead wearily. “I’ve already sent someone to investigate,” he said.

“Do you need my help?”

“No, it’s all right. You’ve already accompanied me all morning. I won’t forget this.”

“Don’t give me that. I can’t possibly accept your ardent feelings.”

Oscar sat on the couch and crossed his legs.

“What do you plan to do next?” Julian asked.

“Investigate. Once I find the culprit behind this, they will rue the day they crossed me.” Oscar said all of this in a calm voice. If one were to ignore the killing intent in his eyes, it was as if he was discussing what to have for lunch that day.

Julian clenched his fists and added, “Let me have some fun too. I haven’t had a chance to play around in a while. I’ll make sure they regret their actions.”

Oscar got up and approached the windows, staring at the view outside. “Julian, I’ve been a businessman for many years, and I’ve made countless enemies. Who do you think has the ability to get so close and secretly drug me over such a long period?”

Julian pondered the question. “You threw yourself into work when Amelia left you a year ago. You were completely preoccupied with work and searching for her that you’ve let your guard down. It was easy for someone to take advantage of the situation then.”

Oscar silently clasped his arms behind his back.

“Oscar, I think you should lay a trap to bait the snakes. That person drugged you to drive you mad and infuriate you. Their target is probably Clinton Corporations. Regarding the matter of memory loss, I say it’s bullsh*t. I don’t believe our technology is advanced enough to wipe a person’s memories. It’s all a load of bull.” Julian took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers, unlit. A look of disdain flashed across his face.

He did not believe it was possible for a person to lose their memories after being drugged. The technology they had now was not advanced enough to erase a person’s memories. However, it was possible for a type of drug to cause a person’s memory to decline rapidly.

“I don’t care what their aim is because I won’t let them have their way. Once I find them, I will make their life a living hell.” Oscar narrowed his eyes threateningly.

“I’m with you,” Julian said.

Oscar rested in the suite for about two hours before returning to his apartment.

“Amelia, I hope you’re not mad I hogged your husband the entire morning,” Julian joked as he followed Oscar into the room.

Nonplussed, Amelia laughed as she shooed them inside. “Come on in! It’s such a hot day today. I made you guys some pudding to cool you off.”

Julian let out a whistle. “That’s very considerate of you. Oscar is such a lucky man to have a wife like you. In fact, it’s my dream to marry a wife like you.”

Amelia smiled as she led them into the kitchen and served the pudding.

Julian politely obliged and ate two servings of pudding. After wiping his mouth, he smiled. “Thanks for the delicious food, Amelia. I’ll take my leave now. Won’t want to hang around as a third wheel.”

He then left after a quick goodbye.

Amelia walked him to the door before returning to their apartment. Amelia and Oscar both sat down on the couch.

“I heard that you went to the hospital with Julian? Were you looking for someone?” Amelia decided to ask directly instead of beating around the bush.

“No. I accompanied Julian to the doctor. Even a man can get sick from time to time,” Oscar replied without batting an eyelid.

Amelia nodded understandingly. “I was worried you weren’t feeling well. I’m glad to hear that’s not the case.” Amelia did not probe any further. “I’ll put these away in the kitchen. Will you take a nap with me afterward? I’m feeling a little sleepy.”

“Okay.”

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 567

You Are Inhumane

Oscar followed Amelia into the kitchen before looping his arms around her waist from behind. While resting his chin on her shoulder, he asked, “Amelia, are you in a bad mood?”

Amelia squeezed out some dish soap to wash the dining utensils. “Why do you say so?” she asked smilingly.

“Intuition.”

Amelia smiled wordlessly but didn’t stop washing the dishes.

After cleaning all the plates, she turned to stand on her toes and kissed him on the lips. “Don’t overthink this. Let’s take a nap in the room later.”

Right after she wrenched herself free of his grasp, she got pulled back into his arms before she could walk any further.

“Amelia, we’re a married couple. Although the past few days I did use some harsh language, and we did argue a little, I’ve apologized to you. I’m no longer angry at you. You should speak your mind instead of keeping it to yourself. Otherwise, it’s going to make me feel uncomfortable,” Oscar said while resting his chin on the top of her head.

Amelia snuggled against his chest before directing her question back at him. “Are you being entirely honest with me, though?”

Hearing that, Oscar cast his gaze downward.

“Did someone gossip to you?” he questioned after licking her earlobe.

“Someone saw you at the gastroenterology department, and Julian was accompanying you. Why did you lie to me?” Amelia asked in dejection. “Why did you lie to me when you’re the one who’s feeling unwell?”

Oscar raised her chin and stared into her eyes.

“Tell me. Who tipped you off?” he asked in a quiet voice.

Amelia fell silent for a moment before saying, “Oscar, I’m not trying to blame you for lying to me. It’s just that you would rather get Julian to accompany you just so you could keep me in the dark. Am I so untrustworthy?”

Oscar looked down and locked eyes with her. After a moment, he heaved a soft sigh and said, “I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to worry about me.”

Amelia chuckled ruefully as she freed herself from his arms. There was a tinge of melancholy to her voice.

“Oscar, you keep me in the dark about everything. I only got to know that you went to the hospital from someone else. Tell me. Do you no longer trust me?” she asked in a low voice with her against him.

Oscar stared at her longingly and then reached out to forcefully pull her into his embrace. After that, he led her out of the kitchen.

They settled down on the sofa, and he had Amelia sit on his lap while he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Amelia, stop moving around. You know men have a hard time reining in their desires. I might just have sex with you on the sofa if I can’t resist it,” he whispered.

Amelia glanced at him and ceased moving about, for she could already feel the movement underneath her.

“Tell me who tipped you off,” Oscar repeated himself.

Amelia gazed at him before surrendering. “It’s a call from an unknown number. I picked up, and the caller’s voice was deliberately altered. I was told that you went to the hospital with Julian, and you had a gastrointestinal cleansing. The caller hung up without saying anything else.”

Oscar mulled over the situation while keeping his gaze low.

“This means I was stalked,” Oscar said nonchalantly. The caller called Amelia with an unknown number and altered his voice. It’s obvious he’s trying to sow discord into my relationship with Amelia. Could this person also be the culprit who drugged me?

“Oscar, what are you thinking about?” Amelia touched his cheek. “Are you worried that the caller was trying to sow discord into our relationship?”

Oscar grabbed her hand before intertwining his fingers with hers. “Amelia, I didn’t tell you I went to the hospital because I didn’t want you to worry about me. I’m your man, so I wish for your constant happiness.”

“But Oscar, you also said I’m your woman, which is why I want to share everything with you, including your burdens. I don’t want to only hear things about you through others. I’ll only end up being the fool who knows about things last after everyone else,” Amelia stated while staring into Oscar’s eyes with an unwavering gaze.

Oscar could only relent and give her a summary of how he was drugged.

Amelia leaped up from the sofa to touch him all over his body while asking anxiously, “You were drugged? What did the doctor say? Was it serious? This won’t do. We have to go to the hospital right away. I can’t let anything happen to you.”

Oscar pulled her back into his embrace before consoling her in a low voice, “I’m fine. As soon as I had a gastrointestinal cleansing, the remaining drugs in my body were also washed out. Don’t worry. I’m just a little drowsy. You should be a little more at ease. I’ll find out who did this to me as soon as possible. You have nothing to fear. Throughout my career in business, I’ve had people who revered me, resented me, as well as tried to topple me. However, it will take a lot more to defeat me.”

Amelia accompanied Oscar upstairs and pressed him down on the bed. She then poured him some warm water. “Have some water while I go get your pajamas. Why don’t you go get showered? No, you just got a gastrointestinal cleansing. It’ll be bad if you catch a cold after a shower.”

Amelia fetched him his pajamas deftly and had him put them on before going to bed.

Oscar felt a sense of warmth in his heart while watching her busy herself like a perfect wife and mother.

No matter what he had been through in the outside world, it was bliss to have someone at home care for him.

He stood up and walked over to hug Amelia before whispering, “Amelia, you should stop. I merely went through a gastrointestinal cleansing, so it’s nothing. I’m healthy and good at dealing with pressure. I’ve made a full recovery after resting for an hour or two. You have nothing to worry about. Seeing you worry makes my heart ache.”

Nonetheless, a worried look lingered on Amelia’s face.

“Oscar, don’t try to act tough in my presence if you’re feeling unwell. I’m your wife. While it is undeniably delightful to enjoy life with you, I’m also willing to bear the burdens with you. I do not wish for you to bear the weight alone. Do you get what I’m saying?” Amelia explained herself sincerely.

Oscar brought her to the bed as he spoke. “Let’s sleep. I’ll cook you a fancy meal tonight.”

Relieved, Amelia lay down in his arms, no longer urging him to change into his pajamas. Instead, she snuggled against his chest, finally regaining her sense of security.

The two of them slept soundly. If Tony hadn’t gone to get them, they could probably sleep until six in the evening.

When Amelia opened her glassy eyes, she saw Tony standing beside the bed while watching them sleep.

“Tony, you’re awake.”

“Mommy, I woke up a long time ago. Molly told me not to disturb Big Meanie and you, so I spent a long time playing outside before coming back in.” Tony pouted in frustration. “Mommy, can you wake up now? I want to play at the park after dinner.”

Amelia nodded.

“All right. I’ll wake your daddy now. We’ll go to the park together after dinner,” she said.

Amelia woke Oscar up. They freshened themselves up after getting out of bed. It was already six o’clock in the evening when they got downstairs. Molly was serving the dinner that she prepared.

“Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton, come here. Let’s eat,” Molly said smilingly.

Amelia and Oscar walked over and sat down. “Molly, this is quite a feast. You should dine with us too. We won’t be able to finish all of this,” Amelia said.

“That won’t be necessary, Mrs. Clinton. I need to go home. My granddaughter is visiting, so my family is waiting to dine with me. You can just leave the dishes in the sink after dinner. I’ll wash them tomorrow,” Molly explained as she removed her apron.

“Safe trips, Molly.” Amelia bid her goodbye.

After Molly left, Amelia poured Tony and Oscar some soup. “Drinking some soup before eating is good for your health.”

After dinner, Oscar put the dishes into the dishwasher. After they were cleaned, he organized them back onto the shelves.

All the while, Amelia was leaning against the doorway with her hands crossed. There was a faint smile on her lips while her gaze was filled with bliss.

“Oscar, you sure are capable. If it were two years ago, I would definitely scoff if someone had claimed that you aren’t only good at earning money and have a great public image but could also cook. I’ll think that person is kidding. However, now that you’ll wash the dishes willingly and can even cook, it makes me think the man I marry sure is perfect. I feel so proud for having such a perfect and outstanding man all to myself,” she praised.

With how blissful she felt, it would be hard for someone else to believe that the two of them had had an argument just a day ago and were doubting their feelings for each other.

After sorting out the dishes, Oscar approached her to loop his hands around her waist smilingly. “It takes a good wife to make a good husband. I used to know nothing about cooking, say less of anything else related to the production of food. However, I am no longer that ignorant. This is all because I have an understanding and considerate wife like you.”

Flattery tended to be well received, and Amelia was no exception.

The three of them went for a stroll at a park near their neighborhood. When they got back home, Amelia said to Oscar, “Oscar, you help bathe Tony while I go get the clothes.”

Oscar nodded.

Then, he carried Tony upstairs to get showered. Amelia was planning to go upstairs as well, but the phone rang coincidentally.

She checked the caller ID to see that the call was from Eleanor, who she hadn’t contacted in a while.

Since she was in a good mood, a smile tugged on her lips when she saw the caller ID.

Upon taking the call, she greeted, “Hello, Mrs. Hutton.”

Eleanor’s demure voice came through. “Lia, it’s been quite a while since I last contacted you. How’re you doing? Did Oscar bully you? I miss you.”

“I’m doing great. Oscar has been nice to me. Tony misses you too and has been asking where you’ve gone to. You should catch a flight to visit him when you have time to spare. Either that or I can bring Tony to visit you in Saspiuburg when there’s a long holiday.”

Eleanor chuckled gently. “Sure. I’ll show you around Saspiuburg when Tony and you come to visit. We can have all the fun we want as we go shopping.”

“I’ll thank you in advance in Tony’s stead.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Eleanor added, “Lia, I would like to visit you in a few days. It’s been some time since we last saw each other. I miss both Tony and you.”

“Sure. Give me a call when you’re coming so that I can prepare everything. With that, we’ll have time to visit the tourist attractions, unlike last time,” Amelia agreed.

“Okay.”

“Mrs. Hutton, I’d like to-” Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the dial tone through the line.

She was curious. “Why would Mrs. Hutton hang up so suddenly?”

She tried calling back only to find Eleanor’s phone was already switched off.

With a frown, she consoled herself that Eleanor’s phone might have run out of charge.

Putting the phone down, she gradually forgot about the minor episode of her call being cut.

At the mansion in Saspiuburg, Eleanor glared at the person who cut the call while chiding, “What do you want?”

Benjamin grasped tightly onto the phone as he spoke. “Are you calling her again?”

“I can’t officially reunite with my daughter, so can’t I at least give her a call when I miss her? She’s already married and has a son, so she no longer poses a threat to you. Why must you force me to cut ties with my own daughter? You’re inhumane!”

Eleanor’s voice was sharp as she fretted and wept out of frustration.

Benjamin had a livid expression on his face as he smashed the phone on the floor. With a loud noise, the phone shattered into pieces, no longer usable.

“We only have two children – a son, and a daughter. Why are you so hung up on a daughter who went missing for more than twenty years and who we have no idea is dead or alive? As I’ve said, Amelia Winters is not our daughter. Yet, you insist on bothering her. Must I give you an ultimatum before you give up?” The veins on Benjamin’s forehead popped as he glowered at Eleanor. He had lost it a little as he spoke.

At the same time, Eleanor was also staring back at him unyieldingly. Her body was trembling with agitation while her eyes burned bright with rage and madness.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 568

We Should Get A Divorce

“You’re just a jerk, a lunatic who doesn’t want to acknowledge your biological daughter,” Eleanor cursed while gnashing her teeth. She whirled around, wanting to go upstairs. Unexpectedly, Benjamin grasped her wrist forcefully.

She turned over and shot daggers at the man. “Let go of me.”

“Eleanor, if you still haven’t realized what’s good for you, I would rather send you to the psychiatric hospital to recuperate for some time and bring you back home after you are cured of your deliriousness. Since you’re my wife, I’ll do my best to help you, but I’ll never allow that woman to be part of our Hutton family. Dream on.” Madness gleamed in Benjamin’s eyes as he declared those words.

Seeing this side of Benjamin caused Eleanor to tremble uncontrollably. She never knew that her husband was so heartless that he would refuse to acknowledge his biological daughter.

“She’s your daughter!” Eleanor cried out sorrowfully.

“No. You had that daughter with another man. It’s a shame I’d never be able to erase for the rest of my life. That is why I hate her. If I had strangled her secretly back then, you wouldn’t have to think about that illegitimate child for so many years!” Benjamin yelled in return.

Eleanor flung his hand away before taking a few steps back. She could barely stand up straight due to her wobbly legs.

Tears poured out of Eleanor’s eyes. She replied feebly, “Forget it. Since you consider me a promiscuous woman, we should get a divorce. We are both tired of being entangled in this marriage for over thirty years. I no longer want to clarify whether Lia is your daughter too. Even the paternity test result Amelia showed you couldn’t dispel your doubts. What else can I do? I’ll head upstairs first. A lawyer will drop by tomorrow to consult with you on the divorce.”

So many years had passed, but Eleanor had never felt this disappointed. Although there were times when she had thought of leaving her husband due to some struggles, her heart turned soft when she saw how well Benjamin treated her.

This entanglement then carried on for more than thirty years, and the two of them had grown old in the blink of an eye.

They were husband and wife in youth and companions in old age. There were also ordeals they faced and overcame during those thirty years. If it were not for Benjamin’s hurtful words, she would certainly not have thought of getting a divorce.

She had resentment, hatred, anger, and love toward Benjamin. These complicated emotions resulted in her not knowing how she should face her husband. Hence, Eleanor always put up a cold front. Nonetheless, it was also because she loved him that she did not bear to leave his side.

However, she hated him as much as she loved him, and it had completely overwhelmed her. That was why she needed to see a psychiatrist.

It was apparent that Benjamin was thoroughly incensed as he glared at his wife while panting heavily.

“A divorce? Don’t even think about it. For the sake of that illegitimate child, you’re willing to give up on your family? Do you even have a heart? Only heartless people would say such words!” Benjamin gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Eleanor let out a bleak, cold laugh upon hearing that.

How shameless of him to point fingers at me. This kind of person only knows how to make such remarks.

Their heated argument had alerted Amelia, who had come downstairs. Fortunately, Benjamin had sent the maids to stay in another building. Therefore, none of them knew about this dispute.

“Dad, Mom, why are you arguing?” Amelia was watching a television show when she heard the commotion. She rushed down and saw her parents glaring at each other as though they were enemies. Frightened by what she witnessed, she immediately stood in between them.

Upon seeing Amelia, Eleanor stowed away her angry expression. She let out a soft sigh and regained her composure.

“Amelia, your dad and I are getting a divorce,” Eleanor said calmly. “I can no longer hold together this sinking marriage with him. Looking at him not only reminds me of my eldest daughter’s past disappearance but also of the cruel comments he makes. My relationship with him will end here.”

Her words stumped Amelia. She stared blankly at Eleanor and asked in a daze, “Mom, you’re joking, right?”

“This entanglement has been a burden to me for decades. I’m exhausted.” Eleanor had indeed become tired after all these years.

“Stop joking, Mom. Divorcing at such an old age would only cause you and Dad to become laughingstocks. I’ll ask Dad to apologize to you. Then after a good night’s sleep, we will still be a happy family.” Amelia forced out a smile.

However, Eleanor shook her head. “I’m tired, so I’ll head upstairs now. Regarding the divorce, I’ll get a lawyer to represent me. I don’t want any of the Hutton family’s assets. After letting Lia down for more than twenty years, I want to fulfill my duty as a good mother to her. I can’t let her suffer grievances again.”

Amelia could only watch while Eleanor went up the stairs.

She let out a sorrowful wail. “Mom, I know you miss the daughter you haven’t seen for over twenty years, but have you thought of me and Ivan, who have always stayed by your side? Are you not worried that we would feel upset over the divorce? Or would you rather have a daughter whom you have no idea if she would even acknowledge you as her mother?”

Eleanor paused in her tracks. Nevertheless, she continued to head upstairs in the end.

Seeing her mother’s silhouette disappear down the corridor, the corners of Amelia’s eyes turned red, and there were tears in her eyes.

“What happened, Dad? Why did Mom want a divorce for no reason?” Amelia could no longer control her tears.

Benjamin clenched his fists, and his chest heaved up and down due to anger.

“Dad, I thought the both of you were getting along pretty well these days? So why are you two wanting to split up at such an old age? Have you not thought about Ivan and me?” Amelia questioned through her sobs.

“We will not get a divorce.” Benjamin went upstairs right after saying that.

Amelia held her head with both hands. Her intuition told her that the appearance of Amelia Winters had caused the Hutton family to crumble.

If I didn’t meddle in that matter, my family would still be in harmony.

She sat on the couch while continuing to hold her head. Amelia raised her head after some time and saw her elder brother coming in. Her tears immediately bubbled forth once again.

“Mom wants a divorce.” Amelia cried out in aggrievement.

Ivan’s footsteps halted abruptly, but he quickly went to his sister. “Don’t cry. Tell me what happened. Why did Mom suddenly want to split up with Dad?”

Amelia narrated what just happened to her brother. Then, she said in a huff, “It’s all Amelia Winters’ fault. If she hadn’t shown up, our family would not be in this state!”

“If you haven’t been so nosy and conducted a paternity test for our parents with that woman and even brought Mom to Beshya, all these wouldn’t have happened.” Ivan let out a sigh of lamentation. “Don’t overthink it. This matter has always been a knot in their hearts. If they don’t handle it well, even if they continued to be husband and wife, they would only appear loving on the surface. Go and get some sleep. I’ll speak with Dad.”

Amelia grabbed Ivan’s hand, passing on the icy-cold sensation in her fingertips to her brother.

“Why is your hand so cold?” asked Ivan.

“Ivan, I’m scared that our parents will get a divorce. I don’t want another female relative to stay in this house. It’s too revolting.” Amelia’s voice quivered. “Our family will be incomplete if Mom is serious about splitting up with Dad.”

“Fret not. I will sort things out nicely. The divorce will not take place. You’ll always be our family’s precious princess. Stop brooding over this and go upstairs to rest. Nothing bad will happen as long as I’m around.”

Amelia’s expression finally softened, and she nodded in response.

“Be a good girl and go to bed. Everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow.”

Amelia finally felt at ease and headed back to her room. On the other hand, gloominess appeared on Ivan’s face.

He sat on the couch for a while before going upstairs.

Standing outside the study, he hesitated but eventually knocked on the door.

He entered the room after getting Benjamin’s permission.

“Dad,” Ivan called out.

Benjamin was smoking by the window. There were cigarette butts by his feet, and the thick scent of smoke filled the room.

“Amelia told me that Mom plans to get a divorce. What’s going on?”

Benjamin turned around, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes. He spoke with a downcast face. “You’re back.”

Walking over, Ivan snuck a glance at the cigarette butts by the window. “Dad, are you really going to divorce Mom?”

“Of course not. Even if I have to tie your mom up at home, I would never divorce her. In fact, in this lifetime, if I had to tie her up, I would tie her up in the same tomb with me.” Benjamin’s face darkened as he clenched his teeth.

Ivan frowned upon hearing that. “Dad, doing that would only worsen your relationship with Mom. Would you be satisfied only after driving her crazy?”

“Driving her crazy?” Benjamin’s lips curved up into a sinister grin. He replied coldly, “I’ve loved and doted on her for thirty years. But for the sake of that bastard child, she was willing to cut ties with me. In her heart, I can’t even match with that daughter of hers. I should have taken that b*stard child’s life at that time.”

“Dad, don’t forget that she’s also your daughter,” Ivan purposely brought the topic up.

Benjamin’s cold gaze fell on him.

“That woman is not my daughter but an illegitimate child. If you mention that one more time, you can forget about stepping into this house too!” Benjamin snapped as he waved his hand angrily.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 569

I Will Take Care Of Her

“The paternity test results came out, Dad. Her DNA matches with yours up to ninety-nine percent, which isn’t possible if she isn’t related to you by blood. Why won’t you just admit it?”

When Benjamin heard that, an embarrassed look flashed across his face, and the vicious glare in his eyes intensified.

“Shut up! She’s not my daughter. I only have a son and a daughter. That girl is a b*stard’s child. I’ll kick you out of the Hutton family if you mention her again,” Benjamin said furiously.

Ivan could find no words to respond to him.

“Get out. You may speak to me after you think this through.” Benjamin waved his hand without waiting for Ivan to say anything else, gesturing him to leave.

Ivan stared at him intently, then turned and left.

He thought Benjamin was being unreasonable and pathetic at the same time. That girl was his daughter, yet he insisted she was a product of his wife’s disloyalty and chose to drown himself in his delusions. They were a loving couple, but Benjamin destroyed their relationship.

Ivan could not understand why Benjamin was being so stubborn, nor did he know what happened back then which resulted in Benjamin refusing to acknowledge his daughter and even thinking that his wife had cheated on him.

In truth, Ivan thought Benjamin was quite pitiful, but the latter only had himself to blame for it. If he were not so obstinate and suspicious, he would not have to face a divorce now.

It was bound to be an unpleasant night for the Hutton family.

Amelia woke up surprisingly early the next day and saw Eleanor dragging an enormous suitcase out of the door. Shocked, Amelia was instantly wide awake.

“Where are you going, Mom?” Amelia asked anxiously as she held the suitcase in Eleanor’s hand.

Eleanor turned around, looked at Amelia, and informed, “I’m going to Tayhaven to look for Lia. I’ve owed her too much, and I want to be by her side for the remaining days.”

Anger flashed across Amelia’s eyes.

“All you ever think about is that Amelia Winters. Have you forgotten everyone else? I am your daughter, too. Ivan and I truly care about you. I’m starting to think you’ve gone mad to love her so much.” Amelia finally snapped.

Eleanor only stared at her calmly.

Amelia waved her arms, losing control of her temper. “Calm down, Mom. Let’s talk this through. Don’t break the peace in our family, okay?”

“Your father and I have nothing left to talk about. Divorce is inevitable. I appointed my lawyer to discuss the divorce with him last night. I don’t want any assets from the Hutton family, but I won’t cut ties with you and Ivan. Even if we’re divorced, you two are still my son and daughter.” Eleanor’s mouth twitched as if she was determined to divorce.

Amelia stared at her in disbelief.

With reddened eyes, she bit her lip so hard teeth marks appeared on her lip.

“Stop biting your lip. You’re almost bleeding,” Eleanor said nervously.

Amelia twitched her lips, but she still loosened her bite.

“You still care about me, Mom?” Amelia scoffed, “I thought you only had Amelia Winters in mind.”

A hint of pain surfaced in Eleanor’s eyes.

“You’re still my daughter, Amelia. Both you and Lia are my precious daughters,” Eleanor explained.

“If you truly see me as your daughter, you wouldn’t have divorced Dad so quickly. I think Amelia Winters cast a spell on you, making you abandon this family,” Amelia Hutton retorted emotionally.

Eleanor was silent.

Then, Amelia snatched her suitcase and threw it aside.

“Don’t go, Mom. If you leave, I’ll end my life. I’ll take a knife, slit my wrist, and watch myself bleed to death.”

“Quit that nonsense, Amelia.”

“It’s not nonsense. If you dare give up on this family, I would harm myself. After all, you don’t care about me, and I assume you wouldn’t care what I do,” Amelia threatened like she had nothing to lose.

Eleanor’s face fell, and her eyes turned red.

Letting out a tired sigh, she persuaded, “You’re already in your twenties and are even old enough to get married. Don’t be so stubborn, Amelia.”

Amelia sobbed quietly, tears rolling down her cheeks as bitterness filled her heart.

“I regret bringing you to meet Amelia Winters, Mom. If you hadn’t reunited with her, the Hutton family wouldn’t have to face so many hardships,” Amelia Hutton said as she wept.

Eleanor said nothing in response.

“Are you really leaving?” Benjamin’s voice sounded from upstairs.

Eleanor looked up and saw Benjamin standing there arrogantly with his arms crossed. She instantly turned cold and expressionless.

“I’ve requested a lawyer to prepare the divorce papers, and he’ll talk to you about the divorce personally. Don’t worry, I’m not divorcing for your money, but I have one condition. After the divorce, I never want to see you again,” Eleanor said icily.

Benjamin’s eyes darkened as his face turned utterly vicious.

“You’ve become quite the rebel, Eleanor. You even have the nerve to go against me. You want to go to Tayhaven to find her, don’t you? Well, it was I who had sent Amelia Winters to the Winters family, and I can easily cause trouble to the Winters family now, too. If you want her to be hated by her family and live without peace then, by all means, sign the divorce papers and go to your so-called precious daughter,” Benjamin threatened.

Eleanor glared at Benjamin, who was descending the stairs. She balled her fists, veins popping on the back of her palm. Never had she seen such a wicked and shameless man – her husband whom she had married for over thirty years.

She could not figure out why a father could be so ruthless to his child. Even the most vicious tigers would not eat their cubs, yet this man was doing so. He actually gave his daughter away to someone else and faked her disappearance.

“Lia didn’t go missing? Rather, you gave her to someone else?” Eleanor felt incredulous.

“Yes. There is no place for a b*stard child in the Hutton family.” Benjamin was quick to admit.

Shock, humiliation, disbelief, and agony flashed across Eleanor’s eyes. It dealt a severe blow to her that her husband believed she cheated on him.

She had been in pain for over twenty years, and she had to visit a psychiatrist due to stress. Yet, she did not expect that it was her husband who had caused everything.

She clutched her chest, her lips trembling. “Why?”

“I said I only have a son and a daughter. The other daughter went missing twenty years ago. You’re having delusions because you’re too stressed out. Be good, get some sleep, and forget everything about it,” Benjamin gently convinced her.

However, Eleanor shook her head vigorously.

Benjamin approached her gradually and said sinisterly, “I have arranged an appointment for you with your doctor. After he hypnotizes you, you will slowly forget the past. It will be quick, so don’t be afraid.”

Eleanor immediately ran away, and Benjamin shouted, “Her illness is acting up again! Capture her.”

Two bodyguards suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They grabbed Eleanor, but she struggled vehemently, and the bodyguards gave Benjamin a helpless look.

“Knock her out,” Benjamin ordered coldly.

Thus, Eleanor fainted from a hand chop to her neck.

Benjamin caught her and scooped her up in his arms.

“What are you doing, Dad?” Amelia asked anxiously. Benjamin could be heartless if he wanted to. Otherwise, he would not have called his daughter a b*stard child or refused to acknowledge his daughter no matter how much his wife begged him.

“Your mother is too stressed out. I want her to undergo hypnosis from the psychiatrist, which will make her forget things that were supposed to be forgotten,” Benjamin explained nonchalantly.

Amelia frowned. “Dad, you’re being too cruel to Mom.”

“Don’t tell me you want me and your mother to divorce?”

That sentence completely silenced Amelia.

After staying quiet for some time, Amelia refused to give up and asked, “Didn’t you have the psychiatrist hypnotize Mom several times before? Weren’t they ineffective?”

“Back then, I didn’t dare let the psychiatrist force the treatment on her, and I would stop the hypnosis whenever she showed the slightest resistance. This time, however, if she loses her mind because of this, then I’ll take care of her for the rest of her life.”

“Are you crazy, Dad?” Amelia yelled, “That’s our mom and your wife! How could you treat her that way?”

“I will look after her forever, whether she is crazy or not. My love for her wouldn’t lessen.”

Amelia shook her head aggressively. She could not understand such twisted and horrifying love. From her perspective, love should be mutual and should not include hurting one’s partner in the name of love.

“Calm down, Dad. Ivan and I will talk to Mom. She was acting on impulse, but she’ll cool down soon,” Amelia persuaded as she suppressed her fear.

“Go upstairs.”

However, Amelia followed Benjamin relentlessly. “Where are you taking Mom?”

“I have called her doctor to prepare everything. He can hypnotize her now,” Benjamin revealed emotionlessly.

“I beg of you, Dad. Please don’t do this to Mom. The doctor said she’ll become insane if you force hypnosis on her.”

“If she does, then I’ll take care of her.”

Hearing that, Amelia felt her entire body turn cold.

She and Ivan were still rather powerless in Saspiuburg and had no way of confronting Benjamin, who was a control freak. At that moment, Amelia felt sorry for her mother for marrying such a man.

“Cool your head, Dad.” Amelia went to Benjamin and got to her knees. With tears in her eyes, she begged, “I’m begging you, Dad. She’s your wife. If something happened to her during the hypnosis, she would become deranged. You have no right to rob her of her wisdom, and she has every right to live with her intelligence.”

Benjamin looked down at her. “If you stop me again, you can leave the Hutton family, and I won’t support you financially anymore.”

Amelia’s hand shivered.

“Would you rather stop me, or leave the protection of the Hutton family, only to work a job which pays three to five thousand to support yourself? It’s your choice.”

Amelia was put in a dilemma.

As Benjamin walked past Amelia with Eleanor in his arms, Amelia froze on the spot as if her feet were glued to the ground. She watched her father’s silhouette and opened her mouth but could not get the words out.

To Amelia, even her birth mother could not compete with materialistic things in her heart. In a way, that was also a great tragedy for Eleanor.

Blinded by money and luxuries, Amelia abandoned Eleanor entirely.

Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 570

Putting Her Under Hypnosis

“Where’s Dad and Mom?” asked Ivan.

Amelia stared blankly at her brother. She then twitched her lips and muttered reluctantly, “Dad brought Mom to see a psychiatrist.”

“Why didn’t you stop him?” he asked angrily.

“I couldn’t… Ivan, Dad was really fierce. He not only threatened to chase me out of the house but to cut me off financially too! I don’t want to work a job that only earns me a monthly salary of three to five thousand. That meager amount isn’t even enough to buy a handbag. So-”

Ivan cut in harshly, “So, you let him take Mom away.”

Amelia burst into tears and wailed, “Ivan, I didn’t do it on purpose! I just didn’t want to get chased out of the house. The Hutton residence is my home! Without the support of the Hutton family, I won’t be able to survive in Walund.”

Ivan pressed his lips together, fuming in silence.

He clenched his fists and stared down at her angrily. “Amelia, I’m so disappointed in you.”

Hearing that, Amelia sobbed even louder. “Please don’t say that. It makes me sad to hear you say that. Why don’t I go with you to find Mom? Dad said that he wanted to use hypnosis on Mom. If she subconsciously tries to resist the hypnosis, she’ll either turn into a lunatic or a fool.”

“Let’s go,” said Ivan.

Amelia hurried behind him.

“Ivan, we’re here. Please don’t agitate Dad anymore. Otherwise, we’ll be left with nothing if he chases us out of the Hutton family.”

Ivan clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles emitted a cracking sound. A trace of malice flashed in his eyes.

“Don’t worry. One day, the Hutton family will be under my control. I’ll protect you and Mom so that both of you won’t get hurt,” he promised.

“What are you planning to do?”

“Dad’s getting old. His mindset is too extreme, and whenever he does things, he doesn’t have a backup plan. If he continues to be in control of the company and our family, the company will go downhill. Sooner or later, he’ll drive Mom insane as well. I’m the eldest in the family, so it’s my duty to protect Mom. Not only that, I’ll make sure to provide her with the best life and environment.”

“Don’t act rashly, Ivan.”

Ivan did not reply her.

However, a plan was already forming in his mind.

He knew exactly what he should do. However, it was not time yet. Once the time was right, he vowed to land a deadly strike on his father. That way, his father would not be able to retaliate. By then, the company’s management rights would be in Ivan’s hands. With that, he would also have a say at home, and his mother would not suffer anymore.

“Are you sure?” Amelia asked.

“Amelia, our priority now is to stop Dad’s control over Mom. I hope you don’t tell him whatever I’ve told you earlier. It’s in Mom’s best interest if you don’t.”

In response, Amelia made a zipper motion across her lips.

She reassured, “Don’t worry! I promise not to breathe a word of it to anyone. Even if I die, I’ll take the secret to the grave with me!”

Ivan did not reply. He merely reached out to pat her forehead.

Both of them hurried to the psychiatric clinic. However, they were blocked by bodyguards outside.

“Mr. Ivan, Ms. Hutton, please leave. Mr. Benjamin has ordered that nobody is allowed to enter,” said one of the bodyguards expressionlessly.

Ivan wanted to barge in, but his combat skills were not on par with the bodyguard. The latter easily locked Ivan’s hands behind his back and said, “My apologies, Mr. Ivan.”

Ivan and Amelia were directly shoved into the car. The bodyguard instructed the chauffeur, “Send Mr. Ivan and Ms. Hutton back and keep watch over them. They aren’t allowed to leave the mansion without Mr. Benjamin’s orders.”

“Yes, I will.”

The siblings were then sent back to the mansion. Around ten extra bodyguards appeared at the door. They stood at every possible exit in the mansion, preventing any attempt by the siblings to sneak out.

When they reached the bedroom, Amelia stomped her foot in frustration. “Ivan, what should we do? Dad doesn’t allow us to see Mom at all. I think he’s serious this time. He wants to drive Mom crazy.”

Ivan had a dark expression on his face. He was so frustrated that he punched the wall three times consecutively.

“Ivan, stop! Don’t do that!”

“I want you to leave. I need some time to think things through,” said Ivan.

Amelia moved her lips as if to speak, but no words came. In the end, she said dejectedly, “Okay, I’ll leave. Don’t overthink things. Maybe Dad simply brought Mom to her attending psychiatrist for a chat. Don’t worry, it’ll be all right.”

Seeing Ivan ignoring her, Amelia looked crestfallen. She hung her head, and her shoulders slumped as she left the room.

She went back to her room and flopped onto her bed in frustration. However, after a few seconds, she sat upright abruptly.

As if she had just made a decision, she fished out her phone and dialed a number.

“Amy,” Amelia choked out.

Amelia Winters was working. She didn’t expect that she would suddenly receive a call from Amelia Hutton.

“Amelia, what’s wrong? Are you crying?” asked Amelia Winters. She could sense that Amelia Hutton was in a bad mood.

Upon hearing her words, Amelia Hutton felt even more aggrieved.

She sobbed, “Amy, Mom wanted to look for you. Hence, she told Dad that she wanted to get a divorce from him. Dad was so furious that he dragged her to her attending doctor to give her a hypnosis session. A patient’s mental state would easily be messed up if they received hypnosis against their wishes! The Clintons are the only ones who can oppose Dad now. I don’t know who else to turn to for help except you, Amy. Are you able to come to Saspiuburg?” Amelia Hutton pleaded.

Amelia Winters held the phone to her ear as her hand trembled.

She took a deep breath before she was finally able to calm herself down.

“Calm down, Amelia. Can you tell me what exactly happened?” Amelia Winters asked.

Her colleagues from the same department all turned to look at her.

Amelia Winters flashed them an apologetic smile and headed to the staircase.

“Amelia, don’t cry. Tell me slowly. I’m here for you.” Amelia Winters raised her voice a notch.

Amelia Hutton gave a brief explanation of the situation.

“Amy, my mom treats you so well. She even wanted to divorce my father because of you and doesn’t even want to acknowledge Ivan and me anymore. Dad’s so mad that he brought her to the psychiatric clinic. Now that Mom’s in this state, you have to help,” complained Amelia Hutton. She pushed all the blame on Amelia Winters.

Amelia Winters could not help but burst into a small chuckle.

“What are you laughing at, Amy?”

“I merely find it funny. This matter concerns your family, but instead of coming up with solutions, you request my help. Even if I wanted to help, I can’t do much. After all, it’s not right for me to interfere in your family matters,” Amelia Winters calmly stated.

Amelia Hutton’s face darkened with resentment.

“What do you mean by this? Are you implying that you’re not going to help?” Her irritation flared, and her tears had stopped.

“Amelia, it’s not that I refuse to help. It’s just that there’s nothing I can do. I’m in Tayhaven, while you are all in Saspiuburg. What can I do? Besides, I’m merely an outsider. I can’t interfere in your family affairs,” explained Amelia Winters. A flicker of hesitation glinted in her eyes. However, she decided to reject Amelia Hutton’s request.

Amelia Hutton’s temper sparked. “Amelia Winters, are you really going to be this heartless? My mom thinks about you every day to the extent that she can’t even focus when she eats or sleeps. All she’s been talking about is how much she misses you! In addition, she’s worried that you’ll be bullied in Tayhaven. Now that she needs our help, you refuse to help. You wouldn’t be acting this way if you have an ounce of decency in you,” she chided.

“I’m sorry, Amelia. I’m currently at work. I can’t interfere with your family affairs. I’m sorry to hear that your parents are getting a divorce. Maybe Mrs. Hutton and Mr. Hutton have encountered some problems in their marriage. It’s unfortunate that they are not in love anymore,” she said before hanging up the phone.

Amelia Winters splashed some water on her face. She stared at herself in the mirror and saw an emotion in her eyes that even she herself could not understand.

“Amelia, are you okay?” A woman’s voice rang out behind her.

Amelia snapped back to her senses. She turned only to see that it was Rory behind her. “Oh, Rory! I’m fine. I’m just checking to see if I have any wrinkles growing, and I noticed that there are indeed crows’ feet at the corners of my eyes! It looks like I’m getting old,” replied Amelia as she forced a smile.

Rory approached her and praised with a smile, “Amelia, you must be joking! Although your aura is exceedingly mature, you take such great care of your skin that you don’t look a day over thirty. In fact, you look like you’re only in your twenties.”

The corners of Amelia’s lips twitched, somewhat resembling a smile.

“Is there something on your mind, Amelia? If you don’t mind, I’m willing to lend a listening ear to you. I guarantee you that whatever you say will not leave this room,” Rory vowed, forming the Scout sign with her right hand.

Amelia chuckled and said, “I’m fine. Let’s go back to work.”

Rory did not push for an answer, but there was a pensive look in her eyes.

Both of them headed back to the design department.

Amelia got back to her work, but she was a little absent-minded. Her mind kept going back to her conversation with Amelia Hutton.

When it was finally six p.m., Amelia packed up her stuff and prepared to leave. Just then, Rory approached her and asked, “Amelia, do you want to leave together?”

“Sure, let’s go,” replied Amelia.

They got into the elevator and headed downstairs. Rory couldn’t help but ask, “Where’s Jolin?”

“She’s busy with something,” Amelia replied nonchalantly. It was clear that she did not wish to delve into details.

Rory smiled and remarked, “Mr. Clinton is so good to you and plans everything out nicely for you. You’re so lucky.”

However, Amelia was obviously lost in her thoughts and merely responded perfunctorily to Rory’s words. From the moment they left the office till they arrived downstairs, they did not say more than ten sentences to each other.

Oscar was leaning on his car, waiting for Amelia. Upon seeing that, a hint of jealousy flashed in Rory’s eyes before it quickly disappeared. In its place was a warm smile as she smiled at Oscar. “Amelia, Mr. Clinton is here. I’ll take my leave then.”

Rory nodded to him in greeting before tactfully retreating.

Oscar approached Amelia. He lifted her chin and asked tenderly, “You’re unhappy?”

Amelia shook her head and commented, “Oscar, let’s talk in the car.”

“All right.”