Too Much to Bear, My Love - Season 1 Episode 45
Cassie’s head drooped and there was a flash in her eyes. When she looked back up, she was back to her innocent, bubbly self.
“Oz, come sit with me. Don’t worry. I’m not going to harm you. Even if something should happen, isn’t it always the woman who’s at a disadvantage? I’m not even afraid, so why should you be?” Cassie sat Oscar down and brought him his glass of wine. “Go ahead and try it. Let me know if you like the taste.”
With a practiced hand, Oscar swirled his wine to release its aromas. He then brought the glass to his lips and took a sip, savoring it slowly. “This wine is good. It’s full-bodied and rich.”
Cassie laughed. “Good, good. You should drink more then.”
The two of them continued to chat and drink through the night. Even though he could usually hold his liquor, Oscar was starting to feel the buzz from the wine. He tried to stand up, only to fall back into his chair.
Concerned, Cassie made her way toward him. “Are you drunk? Let me take you to the bed.”
Oscar wanted to swat her away but found himself too weak to do anything. He gave in and let Cassie lead him to bed. As she reached out to remove his clothes, he suddenly grabbed her hands. “Oz, you’re drunk. I’m taking your clothes off so you can sleep more comfortably,” she said softly.
Oscar stared at her with glassy eyes.
A sly smile lit up Cassie’s face. “I’ll make you feel even more comfortable in a while. After tonight, I will officially be your woman.”
She reached up to caress Oscar’s face. “Don’t blame me for setting you up, Oz. I was just so afraid of losing you to Amelia. You keep telling me you love me, but you refuse to be intimate with me. You left me no choice but to do things my way. Once this night is over, you’re mine forever.”
Oscar was still staring at her in his drunken state when he suddenly muttered, “Amelia.”
This came like a bolt from the blue and Cassie froze.
“You keep saying you no longer love her, but even in this drunken and drugged state, you’re still calling out her name.” Cassie felt her rage boiling over and started tearing at Oscar’s clothes. “I was going to drug you further, but I held back for fear of side effects. How could you still call out her name? Do you know how much this hurts me?”
Oscar continued muttering, “Amelia, you’re home? Let’s go to bed then.” He was about to sit up and pull Cassie into bed, but he couldn’t muster an ounce of energy to do so.
“Amelia, what’s wrong with me?” he asked quizzically.
Cassie gathered all her strength to remove Oscar’s clothes before stripping herself down. As she straddled him, Oscar pushed her away in frustration. “Go away. You stink.”
over her since she was a child and never had she ever been shamed like this.
whisper, “What’s the matter, Oz? Don’t be such a grump. Let’s
snored away, dead to
She was not at all
push me away, the more I want to become yours. Mark my words. I’ll make sure I’m the only woman in your
down and plant a kiss on Oscar’s lips when he suddenly muttered, “Amelia, I don’t want a divorce. I think I’m in love with you.” He even had on such a dopey smile as he said that, a stark contrast
She leaned into his ear and whispered, “Oz, I’ll make you fall in love with me
the bed and took out a packet of human blood from the wardrobe. It was one that
remaining blood into the
back into bed and calmly lay
snuggled against his chest. He saw that they were both naked and guessed as much as to what they might have done. What he didn’t understand was why he couldn’t remember anything about getting intimate
but promptly ruled that out. She
me into bed. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t snap
said that, she broke
It was my fault that I got stupid drunk and did what I
with me last night and it hurt. I won’t blame you though. I already knew I was going to save myself for you ever since we started dating. You wanted to
gaze shifted to the drops of blood left on the bed and felt a surge of pity toward Cassie. “Don’t worry,”
force you to divorce either, Oz. But the way you were last night… There wasn’t
be honest, he had always dreaded the prospect of marrying Cassie. He was aware of how often he professed
their family business to even greater heights just showed how clever and capable he was. Yet now he had to convince himself that he loved Cassie? Had Cassie tricked him? Had he
promise to marry me? You know I’m not that kind of woman, right? If you really don’t wish to marry me, I won’t force you either. We’ll cut all ties, and I’ll go back to Erihal. Even if I do have your child,
stuff earlier. I’ll make good on my promise to get
Cassie replied gently. “Why don’t you take a shower before going to work? I have to meet
man. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, don’t hesitate
“Oz, I know.”
“Ms. Winters, it’s me. I’m pregnant with Oscar’s child, so if
the call, Amelia was cool as
grand as the Clinton residence, but it’s still got a nice, homely touch to it. I quite like it, to be honest. Oh, I just can’t wait to live there with Oscar and our child! We’ll be
Cassie was so good at putting on that saccharine voice of hers, but Amelia remained cool as ever.
“Ms. Yard, are you done? If there’s nothing else, I’ll be hanging up now. I’ve still got work to do. I don’t have time for your nonsense.”
With that, Amelia ended the call.
Cassie grinned at the phone smugly. “Amelia Winters, let’s see how long you can put on this brave front. Oz is mine! You’re merely a substitute, so scram as far as you can.”
The new lover laughs, while the old lover weeps.
Amelia, who was already at work, was still clutching her phone tightly. She was so crestfallen and distracted that she didn’t even realize Carter was now standing in front of her.
Carter sat her down on the couch and asked gently, “Amelia, are you okay?”
She snapped back to reality and forced a smile. “I’m fine.”
Carter always had such a pleasant smile. He was a true gentleman and Amelia felt comfortable around him.
“Amelia, we’ve been friends for so long. You can confide in me if you don’t mind.”
She shook her head. “It’s fine, Mr. Scott. It’s office hours now, and I’d prefer to keep my personal and professional life separate.”
“Don’t worry. Have you forgotten that I’m the boss? I can do whatever I like. No one can stop me.” Carter chuckled.
Amelia retorted, “All the more you should be leading by example. How else can you expect the company to have faith in you? If there’s nothing else, I’d like to get back to work now.”
As she prepared to leave, Carter grabbed her hand. “You don’t look so well though. Why don’t you stay for a bit and let me make you some tea? You can get back to work once you’re feeling better. I can’t possibly let people think I’m overworking the newcomer.”
Amelia couldn’t help but break into a smile. “Mr. Scott, you’re always such a joker.”
Carter made a cup of warm tea and brought it to her. “This is my office, Amelia. You don’t have to be so formal. Please, call me Carter.”