Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 118 Blame

“Why haven’t you left?” Elizabeth glanced at Tiffany and Amelia impatiently.

“Ms. Yard fainted because of me. Hence, I would like to apologize when she awakes before I leave.”

Tiffany replied.

Elizabeth turned to Oscar and said angrily, “Oscar, please take them away right now. I’ll take good care

of Cassie here. I wouldn’t want her to be upset when she wakes up to their sight. I only have one

daughter and she means the world to me.”

Oscar glanced at Cassie before responding, “Alright, I’ll send them home then, Mrs. Yard. Please call me

when she’s awake.”

Elizabeth nodded.

Then, Oscar walked out of the room. Tiffany and Amelia looked at each other and decided to follow him.

Oscar leaned on the wall outside of the ward as he eyed Amelia who had just left the ward. Amelia’s

heart skipped a beat as she quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Clinton. I messed thing up.”

Tiffany stood in front of her and said, “Mr. Clinton, it was me who urged her to visit the hospital. Besides,

it was my fault that Cassie passed out. So, I’m willing to take full responsibility for whatever that’s

happened today. It had nothing to do with Amelia.”

Oscar glanced at her meaningfully before saying, “Let’s go downstairs.”

Both Tiffany and Amelia were taken back by his calm response as they followed him.

“Mr. Clinton, so you’ve forgiven us?” Tiffany asked out of curiosity.

Oscar continued walking as he said coldly.

“Listen, Tiffany. I’ve given you many chances for Amelia’s sake. However, I’m running out of patience.

Hence, don’t you ever test me again, or else you’ll have to bear a price that you can’t pay.”

Tiffany shuddered at his words as Amelia grabbed her hand, indicating that she should stop talking.

Hence, Tiffany swallowed her words.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m really sorry for what happened today. I promise it won’t happen again.”

Oscar stopped in his tracks and turned to face Amelia. “We can talk about this when we get home.”

Once they reached the bottom floor, Oscar immediately got into the car. Amelia and Tiffany smiled

bitterly at each other before getting into the car.

Oscar leaned over to open the door of the passenger’s seat and said, “You should sit here.”

Amelia nodded and did as she was told.

Oscar was silent during the entire car ride home. Hence, Tiffany and Amelia also dared not say anything

under such a tense atmosphere.

Oscar’s car arrived at the entrance of Tiffany’s neighborhood. “Mr. Clinton, I’m very sorry for what

happened today. I was responsible for Ms. Yard’s fainting. I couldn’t bear to see Ms. Yard making such

accusations against Amelia. Hence, my emotions got the best of me and I said some words out of anger.

I’m also willing to take the blame. Please leave Amelia out of this as she had nothing to do with this.

She’s still pregnant so I hope you’d be gentle with your words.” Tiffany explained before she got out of

the car.

“Ms. Winters, as the proverbs go, “not even good officials can settle family matters”. Thus, you should

mind your own business. Besides, you’re someone who doesn’t walk the talk. Although I do admire your

heart to fight for injustice, it does become annoying if you cross the line. Hence, it’s better if you stay out

of things.” Oscar replied coldly.

Tiffany’s expression hardened at his words. Amelia looked at her apologetically and said, “My apologies,

Mr. Clinton. She’s merely looking out for me. She’s acting like so because she cares for me. If you have

any problem with this, please talk to me about it.”

Oscar glanced at her tensely, “Amelia, we’ll talk about this later.”

Tiffany could not help herself but continued, “Mr. Clinton, I know how important your lover was to you.

However, don’t forget that Amelia’s your wife. You should be considerate of her feelings too. You should

know that there’s no second chance once you’ve broken a woman’s heart.”

Oscar eyed her coldly and said, “Get off my car.”

Tiffany had no choice but to compromise when Amelia looked at her with pleading eyes. “Amelia, do call

me if anything acts up. Don’t take it all in by yourself, okay?” She said before she got off the car.

Amelia nodded as Tiffany got off the car.

Oscar reversed the car and sped away. Amelia eyed him on their way home before saying, “Mr. Clinton,

I’m very sorry for what happened today.”

Oscar tapped the steering wheel and asked, “Amelia, did you have anything to do with Cassie’s

miscarriage?”

Amelia looked at him in astonishment as a sense of hurt flashed in her eyes. She suppressed her

emotions and asked, “So you believed I was responsible for her miscarriage too, Mr. Clinton?”

“Cassie said you asked to meet her at Starbucks and said terrible things to her on the phone. Hence, she

lost focus and fell off the stairs. Was this all true?” Oscar asked again.

Amelia’s heart throbbed in pain and responded, “Do believe this, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar glanced at her and said firmly, “I’ll believe whatever you say.” In other words, it meant that he did

not intend to take others’ words into account. He only wanted to hear her side of the story.

Amelia’s aching heart was strangely cured.

“Believe it or not, Mr. Clinton, but it was Ms. Yard who called me that day. You can take a look at my call

history. As for our conversation, I believe you can easily find out. It was her who asked to meet me at

Starbucks. I have no idea why she twisted the truth, but I’ll not allow myself to be accused of something

that I’ve not done.”

Oscar nodded and replied, “Alright, I believe you.”

Amelia felt a hint of warmth in her heart and the bitterness she had felt was strangely gone.

“Then, why’d you go to the hospital?”

Amelia pondered before saying, “I figured you’d be too busy as you had to juggle between work and

taking care of her. Hence, I wanted to ease your burden. But, I didn’t expect Ms. Yard to take it the wrong

way. She became very emotional when I entered the room and claimed that I was there to taunt her. I

really had no such intention, Mr. Clinton. I only wanted to help you out.”

Oscar nodded once again.

Amelia felt uneasy when she noticed he was silent. “Mr. Clinton, are you upset with me?

“I believed that you wouldn’t do things that’d cross the line.” He went silent again.

Amelia opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself. The entire car ride was silent as the

couple did not exchange conversations any further.

The car quickly drove into their neighborhood. Once Oscar had parked the car, he went over to Amelia’s

side to open the door for her like a gentleman.

Amelia got off the car and thanked him.

Oscar closed the car door and said, “Let’s go.”

He turned as soon as he said so and Amelia followed behind him.

Amelia frowned as she could not make out whether if Oscar was upset. He doesn’t seem mad because

he was still very gentleman-like towards me. However, he showed no expression on his face so I really

can’t tell if he’s angry or not.

“Mr. Clinton, are you mad?” Amelia asked after a while.

Oscar stopped his in tracks but said nothing.

Amelia felt rather frustrated when he gave her no response.

The couple took the elevator upstairs and opened the door to their apartment. Once they entered the

apartment, Oscar closed the door and trapped her against the wall.

Oscar studied Amelia and asked, “Why did you go to the hospital? I thought I told you I’d take care of

Cassie’s incident?”

Amelia looked back at him and swallowed, “You still don’t believe me, do you, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar caressed her hair and said in a low voice, “Amelia, you’re a smart woman. You wouldn’t do

something like this to upset me at this timing. Hence, why’d you still go to the hospital?”

Amelia continued staring into his eyes and suddenly smiled, “I told you in the car. I was only there to visit

Ms. Yard. There’s nothing else I can do if you don’t believe me, Mr. Clinton.”

“I do,” Oscar said firmly. “I just don’t trust Tiffany.”

Amelia was bewildered by his words.

“What does this have to with her?”

“She persuaded you to go to the hospital, am I right?”

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat.

“No. She called to ask me out for dinner and I told her you were taking care of Ms. Yard at the hospital.

Although she was mad, she encouraged me to let it go. It was my idea to visit the hospital as I was

worried about you, and she happened to tag along.”

“You’re very protective of her,” Oscar responded without breaking eye contact.

Amelia shook her head, “No, it’s nothing like that. Besides, she has nothing to do with this. She just

cares very much about me.”

“If she wasn’t a woman, I would have assumed something was going on between you two,” Oscar said

tentatively.

Amelia didn’t understand at first, but her eyes were filled with surprise when she understood what he

meant.

She could not believe her ears as she replied, “Mr. Clinton, are you implying that Tiffany and I are…

Gosh, where did you come up with such weird ideas?”

“Hmm…then why’s she always standing up for you?” He leaned closer as his warm breath tickled her

ear.

Amelia panicked as she was taken back by his actions.

“Mr. Clinton, I know you’re pretty dirty-minded, but please don’t make such assumptions of others.”

Amelia was a little angry. “Tiffany and I are friends who can support and rely on each other in this foreign

city. Never was a moment where we had any romance involved. I don’t know why’d you think of us that

way, but I hope you can respect me. I am still your wife.”

“Are you mad?”

“Would you be mad if you were assumed as gay?” Amelia questioned.

“No. That’s because those who dared say so would have never existed or faced terrible consequences

by yours truly,” Oscar said confidently.

Amelia was speechless.

Oscar pulled her close to him and said, “Amelia, I won’t divorce you before our baby was born as long as

you be a good girl.”

A hint of bitterness flashed in her eyes.

“Mr. Clinton, do we have to divorce?”

Oscar did not answer her question.

Amelia’s eyes turned red as she clung to his neck. “Mr. Clinton, can we not divorce?” she asked while

suppressing the sadness in her heart.

Oscar’s heart throbbed as he replied, “Dummy!”

Amelia started crying as her tears dripped on his suit. Before he could say anything, his phone in his

trousers rang. He took it out and noticed it was Cassie’s number.

Amelia’s face stiffened when she saw the phone display.

Oscar eyed her before picking up the call. “Hello?”

“Where are you, Oz?” Cassie asked weakly.

Oscar cleared his throat and replied, “I went home. When did you wake up?”

“Oz, could you come quickly? I missed you. I’m scared when you’re not around.” Cassie said in a

coquettish manner.