Too Much to Bear, My Love

Amelia’s heart ached terribly as if someone had just slashed it with a dagger.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to suppress the bitter feeling rising within her. She opened her eyes and gazed at Oscar playfully. “Mr. Clinton, are you that afraid of me falling in love with you?”

Oscar flipped the blanket away and got out of the bed, revealing his muscular body.

He dressed himself up meticulously and gazed down at Amelia, who was still lying on the bed. “Amelia, you shouldn’t fall in love with me. Hide your so-called love, or I’ll consider ending our marriage earlier.”

Amelia got off the bed and walked up to Oscar, wrapping her arms around his strong waist.

“Mr. Clinton, don’t you think that you’re being too ruthless? No matter what, I’m still your wife. Can’t you just lie to me for a while?” she asked, sounding like she was on the verge of crying. Oscar paused in the middle of buttoning his shirt, thinking that Amelia, who was usually unfazed by everything, had actually cried.

Yet, when he lifted her chin, all he saw was

said, “As long as you remain obedient and not have ulterior thoughts, I’ll let you be Mrs. Clinton

not someone whom I can aim for. I

you know,”

It was because she looked like Cassie that he chose to marry her. And secondly, she was a money-grubber. Materialistic women like her were the easiest to deal with, which was why he had married her without any concerns. For the past four years, her obedience had satisfied him

said, “Be a good girl. I’ve already asked the lawyer to draft the divorce contract. You just need to head over to the

grinned. “Well, thank you in

He kissed her lips.

“Mr.