Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 219 Crying Uncontrollably

As Olivia walked Amelia to the car with Tony in her arms, the maids loaded their luggage into the car

boot.

Still unable to be at ease, Olivia kept fussing over Amelia. “Amelia, I’ll take this as a short break for you,

but please take care of yourself and Tony. Come back as soon as you’ve thought things through. Don’t

take too long, though. Otherwise, I’ll be heartbroken.”

Amelia merely nodded in response.

Olivia then turned to Oscar and said, “Come say something to Amelia.”

Ever the thoughtful person, Olivia got everyone to step back to give Oscar and Amelia some privacy.

“Honey, do you really have to go?”

Amelia’s eyes glistened as she lowered her head. “I just want some peace and quiet.”

“If you don’t want to live here, we can always move back to the apartment. We can get Molly to help us

with Tony. You don’t have to go to Tiffany’s.”

Amelia sighed before meeting Oscar’s unwavering gaze. “Mr. Clinton, do you still not understand? The

problem between us isn’t about that. It’s that whenever I think about how much more you value others

over Tony and me, it’s like a stab to my heart. Give me some alone time, and I might get over it in a few

days. I no longer want to bury my emotions. It’s too tiring.”

Oscar was about to caress Amelia’s face when she moved away from him.

As his hand hung in mid-air, an awkward silence ensued until Amelia whispered, “I should go now.”

“I can let you stay out for a few days, but I can’t have you overthinking things. I’ve opened my heart to

you because that’s how much I want to be with you. Not just for today, but forever. You, me, and Tony,

we’re a family. I can’t live without either of you, do you hear me?” Oscar said firmly.

Tears suddenly welled up in Amelia’s eyes as she started to have doubts about her decision. However,

whenever she thought about what Stephanie had done and how the Clintons had condoned her, she

couldn’t help but find them and their actions loathsome. It was also then that she realized how fragile

relationships were.

Amelia averted her gaze from Oscar and replied, “I’m leaving now.”

Amelia finally got into the car and beckoned for Tiffany, who took Tony from Olivia before joining her.

As soon as they were all safely in, the chauffeur drove off.

Oscar stood rooted to the ground, staring wistfully at the car leaving. His expression remained stoic

despite the many thoughts running through his head.

Owen patted Oscar on his shoulder in a bid to comfort him. “Give her some time.”

Oscar didn’t respond in any way.

“Let’s go back into the house. We can visit Amelia in a couple of days,” Olivia suggested. “We’ve truly let

her down this time, so it’s only understandable that Amelia wants some time alone.”

Owen nodded as Olivia turned her attention toward Oscar.

“Oscar, let’s head inside. You can visit Amelia in a couple of days when she’s in a better mood. When

you see her then, remember to say something nice. I’m sure she’ll understand.”

As soon as the car disappeared from his line of sight, Oscar suddenly said, “Mom, there’s still work to do

at the office. I’ll be going now.” Right when he finished his words, Oscar got into his car and hurriedly

drove off.

Seeing her son speed off into the distance, Olivia let out a deep sigh. “Why is there so much drama in

our family? Stephanie’s getting more and more out of hand. Amelia almost lost her trust in us because of

what happened to Tony. And now with Oscar, I don’t even know what he’s thinking anymore. The older

our kids get, the more unpredictable they become.”

Owen placed his hands on Olivia’s shoulders and gently squeezed them. “Don’t worry too much. The

kids will do just fine on their own. And besides, Amelia knows how much you dote on her.”

“I hope so.”

While Olivia was left with a heavy heart, Amelia was feeling just as troubled. She knew that her

insistence on leaving with Tony would hurt Olivia a lot.

Stephanie had plotted the accident alone, and while Olivia had nothing to do with it, she still intentionally

covered up for her daughter. That was what infuriated Amelia the most. She was starting to feel a twinge

of guilt when the sight of Tony once again reminded her why she had to be firm.

No. I can’t forgive those who had hurt my son without an ounce of remorse.

Tiffany grabbed Amelia’s hand and said, “You’re overthinking again, aren’t you? It’s good to give one

another some time and space to cool down. The Clintons won’t blame you for it.”

Amelia nodded with a faint smile.

It wasn’t long before the car pulled up in Tiffany’s neighborhood. John opened the doors for them and

quickly unloaded the luggage. “Mrs. Clinton, let me know which floor you’re staying on, and I’ll bring the

luggage up.”

“Thank you so much, John,” Tiffany said politely after giving him her address.

“You’re welcome.”

John already had two suitcases in his hands and was about to take one of the backpacks when Tiffany

stopped him. “John, don’t worry about the backpacks. I got them.”

John obliged before entering the elevator with them and carrying the suitcases all the way into Tiffany’s

house.

“Thank you, John.”

John smiled politely. “Is there anything else you’d need help with, Mrs. Clinton? If there isn’t, I’ll be going

back now.”

“No, that’s all. Have a safe journey back.”

With that, John nodded and left.

As soon as he got back downstairs, John noticed Oscar standing beside his car. “Mr. Clinton.”

“Has she gone upstairs?”

John nodded.

“Did she say anything during the ride?”

“No, Mr. Clinton. Mrs. Clinton spent most of the time playing with Mr. Anthony and didn’t say much at all.”

Oscar nodded and replied, “All right. You can head back first. And don’t tell anyone that I’ve been here.”

“Yes, Mr. Clinton.”

John promptly got into the car and drove off, leaving Oscar alone.

When he was sure that John was gone, Oscar called out, “Kurt, show yourself.”

A dark figure suddenly appeared from the other side.

“Mr. Clinton,” Kurt greeted.

“Protect Amelia and Tony well. I don’t want her to be hurt again,” Oscar instructed as he looked up at the

floor that Amelia was on.

“Got it.”

“Kurt, remember my words. Amelia is now your boss, and you’ll only take orders from her. If any harm

comes to her, I’ll come after you.”

Kurt was solemn as he replied, “I, Kurt Alfsen, promise to protect my boss with my life. As long as I’m

alive, no harm will befall her.”

Satisfied, Oscar nodded. “One more thing. Don’t let her know that I’ve been here.”

Kurt nodded.

Oscar took another glance at the apartment building before giving one final order. “If there’s anything she

needs help with, I want you to do it discreetly. Take care of Tony and her.”

“Yes.”

It was only then that Oscar got into his car and left.

Meanwhile, Amelia and Tiffany had their hands full with Tony. Tony had always been very well-behaved

at the Clintons, but as soon as he got to Tiffany’s apartment, he started bawling his head off.

No matter how much Amelia and Tiffany tried to comfort him, nothing seemed to work, which made

Amelia even more worried than before. “Tiff, what’s wrong with Tony?”

Tiffany looked just as helpless as she replied, “Do you think it’s because he’s hungry?”

“But I’ve already fed him before we left the Clintons.”

Tiffany checked Tony’s diaper thoroughly, only to find that it was dry. “Well, at least we know his diaper

isn’t dirty.”

Tony cried so uncontrollably that Tiffany once again carried him in her arms and tried to soothe him.

When that didn’t work, Amelia took Tony over from Tiffany and coaxed him. Alas, that wasn’t effective

either. Tony had cried so much by then that he started hiccupping.

Tiffany felt so miserable and was almost on the verge of tears herself when she took her phone out to

make a call. “Hazel, when can you come over? The kid’s crying so much, and we don’t know what’s

wrong with him. Can you please take a look?” After listening to Hazel’s reply, Tiffany furrowed her brows.

“What? You can’t make it today because your grandson has a fever? Well, all right then, I guess we don’t

have a choice. But you have to come tomorrow! We agreed on this yesterday, didn’t we? My friend

recommended you to me, and if you were to bail on me, I’d have no one else to turn to.”

After a long pause as Hazel answered, Tiffany finally replied, “Okay, it’s a deal then. Please remember to

come tomorrow. Just hire a car to send you to the address that I provided yesterday. Don’t worry. I’ll pay

you for it. Okay, that’s all. I’ll hang up now.”

After ending the call with Hazel, Tiffany looked helplessly at Tony, who was still crying. “Oh, sweetheart,

please stop crying. Your mother hasn’t fully recovered, and the help that I hired can’t come today. Please

be a good boy for us and stop crying. How about I do a silly dance for you? Will you stop crying then?”

True to her words, Tiffany started dancing around in a bid to make Tony laugh.

Alas, Tony’s cries became even louder.

“Tiff, stop it,” Amelia groaned. “Tony’s crying so much. Do you think he has fallen ill? Should we take him

to the hospital?”

Tiffany hesitated before replying, “I don’t think so. Maybe it’s because he’s not used to a new place.”

Just as Amelia and Tiffany were at a loss, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Tiffany opened the door without hesitation and was shocked when she saw Kurt. “Kurt?”

Just then, Tony’s wails brought her out of her daze, and Tiffany hurriedly ushered Kurt into the

apartment.

After getting pulled toward Amelia, Tiffany looked to him and instructed, “All right, Kurt. Help us with

Tony.”

Taken aback by the sudden turn in events, Kurt was rendered speechless.

Seeing how worried Amelia looked, Kurt finally said, “Ma’am, may I carry him?”

Amelia looked hesitant as she asked, “Do you know how?”

“I’ll give it a try.”

As soon as Amelia handed Tony to Kurt, he immediately stopped crying. If Amelia and Tiffany didn’t

believe in miracles before, they’d have changed their minds then.

The women exchanged surprised glances before Tiffany turned to Kurt with a look of admiration. “Damn,

Kurt, you’re good. We’ve been trying our darndest to pacify Tony, but nothing worked. Who knew all it

took was for you to hold him to stop his tears? It looks like you strike fear even in the hearts of little

children.”

Kurt’s face instantly clouded over.

Is that supposed to be a compliment?