Too Much to Bear, My Love

Oscar parked his car outside a farmstay on the outskirts. It wasn’t until Amelia got down from the car did she notice the name of the place—Happy Farmstay.

The corner of Amelia’s mouth twitched. What a simple name.

“This place belongs to one of my friends. Let’s head inside,” Oscar informed, walking toward her.

As soon as they entered, a fancily dressed server walked over and bowed with a smile. “Mr. Clinton? They are already waiting inside.”

Oscar hummed in reply.

“Mr. Clinton, this way, please.” The server then motioned them toward the inside.

On the way to their destination, Amelia had sighed in awe of how luxurious the farmstay looked. She had thought that it was an ordinary farmstay, but the farmstay had some vintage elements added to it, so it now looked elegant and lavish. Moreover, the farmstay seemed spacious—Amelia was sure that the owner must have invested a hefty sum in it.

powerful. Even the ones who were not born into

realized there were around

most of them being curious at who this lady

men, the gathering was not as unwelcoming as she thought it

wedding four years ago, but not

and now I finally know why. You’re the kind to keep your precious wife at home, aren’t you? If I were to have a wife as pretty as she

my childhood friend. There are government officials

laugh nearly

I’m Jacques Ford. It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re much prettier than I

seems like Jacques and Oscar are really

Amelia Winters. Just call me Amelia. It’s a pleasure to meet you too,” Amelia greeted as