Too Much to Bear, My Love

Chapter 31

“Do you think you can escape Oscar’s clutches?”

Amelia was bereft of speech.

“Even you don’t think you can escape his clutches. What makes you think he will let you leave?”

Closing her eyes, Amelia said, “Tiff, I’ve found a job.”

Tiffany was flustered. “Amelia, are you kidding me? We’re talking about the baby. Why are you talking to me about work? Don’t you have enough money to spend? I can give you if you don’t. Why must you look for a job when you’re pregnant? You’re driving me crazy!”

Amelia patted her on the back of her hand and reassured her, “Tiff, don’t worry. When I signed the agreement with Oscar, he agreed not to interfere when I wanna work. In other words, if the company I work for sends me to another province or abroad for a few months, he can’t say no.”

Tiffany looked at her in surprise and asked, “Really?” But after giving it some thought, she still felt apprehensive. “Amelia, what if Oscar wants to see you on a whim and goes to visit you? It’ll blow your cover, won’t it?”

Apparently, Amelia had not thought about that.

Tiffany got even more frustrated. “Argh, Amelia, I thought you were a smart girl! How can you be so foolish and let Oscar call the shots in your marriage? What are you thinking?!”

Amelia remained silent.

Gritting her teeth, Tiffany took a few deep breaths before inferring, “Babe, you were born to tick me off.”

However, Amelia patted the bed calmly as she finally said, “Don’t be mad. I heard that Cassie is coming back, so I think Oscar won’t have time to visit me. In fact, I think we’re gonna divorce soon.”

Tiffany simply listened to her in silence initially, but something popped into her mind and she abruptly sat up. “Amelia, I don’t think you should divorce. You’re the legit Mrs. Clinton, so you don’t have to make room for a vixen just because she comes back.”

“Tiff, what’s wrong with you? You’ve only just recovered. Don’t get so jumpy,” said Amelia while tugging at her pajamas.

Tiffany lay back down and turned to look at Amelia.

“Babe, tell me honestly, are you really willing to give up the fruits of your labor?”

“What? As I said, I don’t have the right to decide anything in my marriage with Oscar. Anyway, it’s getting late. It’s my first day at work tomorrow.”

“Babe, you’re kidding, aren’t you? You’re gonna work tomorrow? Also, when did you find the job? Why didn’t I know at all?”

“The CEO of the company and I went to university together. I said I needed a job, so he gave me an untaxing job.”

“Who’s it?” In the next second, Tiffany widened her eyes and said anxiously, “Amelia, don’t tell me it’s Carter Scott. If it’s that b******, I’m gonna strangle you.”

and yet

him until the day I die. If it hadn’t been for him, you wouldn’t have chosen to go into a contract marriage with Oscar. I wouldn’t have become a freelance writer because

her response

just didn’t help us

that you’ve really gone to that jerk for

was our fault at the time, so we can’t blame others. Carter got caught up in his family affairs that day. You can’t expect him to come and save us. Come

of debt around our necks. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t have gone to Oscar and been labeled a gold digger, while I wouldn’t have developed a fear of interpersonal communication in

you would still be so mad. Carter’s

blame him? But I’m curious. You and that jerk haven’t been in

days ago to ask me how I’ve been all these years,

yourself

as compensation for what

you be so barefaced and ask him for a

in debt, we swore to God that as long as we could be rich and no longer be looked down upon by anyone, we would stop at nothing as dignity

not refute

in fact, you’re tender-hearted. Anyway, I should stop here. I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow so that I can teach that b******

“He’s not a scourge.”

terrifying than a

at a loss

how hard the latter tried to

a signboard that read “Majesty Group.” Looking around, Tiffany asked, “Amelia, I don’t think this belongs to the

Carter rents the 12th floor here as an office space,”

her lips in disdain. “That b****** still has the capability even without

aren’t biased against Carter, you’ll find that he’s quite attractive. Back then,

her a dirty look but

floor, a slim secretary greeted them politely, “You must be Ms. Winters. Mr. Scott’s waiting for

office. Then, the secretary said, “Mr. Scott,

Tiffany was staring at the man behind the desk, who was none other

leave now,

Linda did as told.

time, Amelia, Tiffany.” Standing up, Carter went around the desk and reached out to shake hands with the two of them, but unexpectedly, Tiffany mocked, “Carter Scott, just

with a smile, “After so many years, you

Tiffany huffed in exasperation.

shake hands with Carter and said, “Don’t mind

flashed her a

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