Chapter 1 - Too Much To Bear My Love

Amelia, I’m back. Oscar’s mine now. As long as you leave him, I’ll pay you 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 she who had left four years ago had given Amelia the “honor” of becoming her substitute.

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

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

Feigning sadness, Amelia lamented, “That’s such a pity. I was planning to make things difficult for her. Well, congratulations, Mr. Clinton, for winning 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 man grabbed her and tugged her toward him, causing her to bump against his broad chest.

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

Panting slightly after the long kiss, she rested against him and said sweetly, “Ms. Yard, the woman whom you’ve always loved, is finally back. 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 not divorced, Amelia still had to fulfill her obligations as his wife.

raised her chin before kissing her passionately

her uncanny resemblance to the woman he loved, he

are all visual creatures. Unless they genuinely love a woman, they would only like a woman’s looks.

I’ve just returned home and I’m all sweaty. Let me take a bath first,” said Amelia alluringly

look and suggested,

into the bathroom. She poked her head out and said, “Mr. Clinton, I prefer bathing alone.” With that, she closed

she played hard to get. It was as if she was

found a woman similar to her as her substitute. Although he got married as expected, everyone was flabbergasted by the fact that his bride was

Yard family felt guilty toward Oscar, but out of his undying love for Cassie, Oscar did

everyone said had shot up to riches, was

was so tired that she could barely move her fingers. She slept

in the bathroom, she changed into a newly bought

was still eating dinner, and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. Grinning, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, why didn’t you

to wake you up when I saw you sleeping so soundly,” replied Oscar as he munched on the food on

before calling out toward the

tired and might need to sleep for a little longer, so he told me to keep the

down with a smile. When she saw that those dishes were her favorite, she praised sweetly, “Molly, you’re the

up, Mrs. Clinton. You looked skinnier after you came back from your trip. Now that you’ve returned, I

“Thank you, Molly.”

Oscar was almost done eating by the time Molly left. He wiped his mouth and instructed, “Return to the Clinton residence and accompany my mom. My dad’s on a business trip, so she’s probably bored at home.”

“Sure.”

Amelia was still smiling sweetly. Gazing at her smile, Oscar fell into a momentary 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 cheek lightly.

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

“Okay.”

They were like a couple who had lived together for decades, having known each other’s habits by heart. Although they did not act in an excessively affectionate manner, it was obvious from their interactions how compatible they were. No one would expect that they were going to end their contract marriage soon.