Too Much to Bear, My Love
Chapter 1

Amelia, I'm back. Oscar's mine now. As long as you leave him, I'll payyou twenty million in compensation.

Amelia smirked upon reading the message on her phone. Apparently,the message was sent by the woman Oscar loved the most. And shewho had left four years ago had given Amelia the “honor” of becomingher substitute.

Amelia walked into the bedroom with the phone and gazed at the tallman standing in front of the window longingly. Standing fixedly for awhile, she then strode over briskly and the pining look in her eyesfaded. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she whispered, “Mr.Clinton, Ms. Yard has sent me another message. Should I call her andexplain our relationship?”

“There's no need for that,” replied Oscar in an aloof manner. “I'vealready instructed the lawyer to draft the divorce contract. All you'vegot to do is to sign it.”

Feigning sadness, Amelia lamented, “That's such a pity. I was planningto make things difficult for her. Well, congratulations, Mr. Clinton, forwinning your love back.”

Even without glancing at her expression, Oscar could still tell the light-heartedness from her voice.

If this woman is capable of feeling sad, it'll be a miracle.

Amelia withdrew her hands and was about to leave when the mangrabbed her and tugged her toward him, causing her to bump againsthis broad chest.

Leaning obediently in his arms, she raised her chin and responded tohis passionate kisses.

Panting slightly after the long kiss, she rested against him and saidsweetly, “Ms. Yard, the woman whom you've always loved, is finallyback. Aren't you afraid that she'll be jealous if we do this?"

“You're still Mrs. Clinton.” In other words, as long as they were notdivorced, Amelia still had to fulfill her obligations as his wife.

He forcefully raised her chin before kissing her passionately again.

If he had to be honest, he actually liked Amelia. Other than her uncannyresemblance to the woman he loved, he adored her figure too.

Men are all visual creatures. Unless they genuinely love a woman, theywould only like a woman's looks. Compared to older and uglier women,they prefer beautiful young ladies with curvaceous figures.

“Mr. Clinton, I've just returned home and I'm all sweaty. Let me take abath first,” said Amelia alluringly as she broke out of his embrace.Oscar shot her an ambiguous look and suggested, “Why don't we do ittogether?”

Amelia threw him a flirtatious wink and strode into the bathroom. Shepoked her head out and said, “Mr. Clinton, I prefer bathing alone.” Withthat, she closed the door unhesitatingly.

The look in Oscar's eyes changed. He liked it when she played hard toget. It was as if she was a natural seductress.

The woman he loved had left four years ago because of a minormisunderstanding and had abandoned their wedding. Hence, he hadfound a woman similar to her as her substitute. Although he gotmarried as expected, everyone was flabbergasted by the fact that hisbride was not the heiress of the Yard family.

Everyone had accused him of betraying Cassie. Yet, only the twofamilies knew that she was the one who had ran away from thewedding. The Yard family felt guilty toward Oscar, but out of hisundying love for Cassie, Oscar did not take revenge on them. Instead,he had found a materialistic woman to take her place.

That woman, whom everyone said had shot up to riches, was noneother than Amelia.

In the end, Amelia was so tired that she could barely move her fingers.She slept until seven at night before waking up.

After taking a shower in the bathroom, she changed into a newlybought dress before heading downstairs.

She strode to Oscar, who was still eating dinner, and planted a quickkiss on his cheek. Grinning, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, why didn't you callme for dinner too?"

“I couldn't bear to wake you up when I saw you sleeping so soundly,”replied Oscar as he munched on the food on his plate.

Amelia kissed his cheek again before calling out toward the kitchen,“Molly, I'm hungry.”

A chubby and amiable-looking woman soon walked out with a fewdishes. “Mr. Clinton said that you're tired and might need to sleep for alittle longer, so he told me to keep the food first. I didn't expect you towake up so early!”

Amelia sat down with a smile. When she saw that those dishes were herfavorite, she praised sweetly, “Molly, you're the best. You've prepared allof my favorite dishes!”

“Eat up, Mrs. Clinton. You looked skinnier after you came back fromyour trip. Now that you've returned, I shall prepare delicious food foryou every day,” replied Molly as she chuckled.

“Thank you, Molly.”

Oscar was almost done eating by the time Molly left. He wiped hismouth and instructed, “Return to the Clinton residence and accompanymy mom. My dad's on a business trip, so she’s probably bored athome.”

"Sure."

Amelia was still smiling sweetly. Gazing at her smile, Oscar fell into amomentary daze. Although he knew that she looked similar to Cassie,he did not expect the resemblance to be so great when she smiled. Yet,when compared to Cassie, Amelia had her own unique flair.

“Be good and listen to her, okay?”

“Yes, Mr. Clinton.”

When Oscar stood up, she rose too. She pointed at her cheek and said,“Mr. Clinton, how about a goodnight kiss?”

He glanced at her and walked over before pecking her right cheeklightly.

“Go on with your dinner. I have to settle some unfinished work.”“Okay.”

They were like a couple who had lived together for decades, havingknown each other's habits by heart. Although they did not act in anexcessively affectionate manner, it was obvious from their interactionshow compatible they were. No one would expect that they were goingto end their contract marriage soon.