Too Much to Bear, My Love - Season 1 Episode 97

“You are a good girl and have been filial to Olivia and me. However, your family background is not satisfactory. Thus, I cannot accept you as my daughter-in-law wholeheartedly. If you know what is good for you, then take these and sign the divorce papers after you give birth. That would be the best arrangement possible for both Oscar and yourself. Cassie is definitely a more suitable candidate to marry Oscar. I know Olivia has her reservations about Cassie, but I’m sure she will grow to like her,” Owen told Amelia.

His words pierced Amelia’s heart. She thought the love and concern she showed the Clintons in the past five years would have at least earned her their acceptance, if not affection. She was wrong. Owen Clinton was a cold-hearted patriarch.

Amelia put on a smile to mask her emotional turmoil. “I get your point, Dad. However, this marriage is between Oscar and me. The decision to divorce lies with Oscar, not you, Dad. If he initiates the divorce, I will oblige. I am afraid it will not be appropriate for me to accept your offer. Oscar would be upset if I took anything valuable from you,” reasoned Amelia.

Owen glanced at her and said, “Amelia, you are a smart lady. I think you should know which option will be more advantageous to you.”

Amelia nodded, and with all sincerity, promised, “Dad, I know. I assure you, I will sign the papers and let go without a fuss if Oscar wants a divorce. I only have one request.”

“Shoot,” Owen commanded.

“I will not ask for any financial support or alimony upon divorce. I have only one wish.”

Owen was surprised. He scrutinized Amelia and finally said, “Tell me.”

“Dad, if Oscar and I divorced, I want the custody of my child. That is the only thing I ask for.”

“No.” Owen rejected the demand instantly.

“Dad, after our divorce, Oscar will marry Cassie, and she will bless you with a grandchild next year. On the other hand, all I have is only this child. It is not too much to ask for, is it?” Amelia appealed.

“No way! All Clintons stay within the family.” Owen again dismissed the idea outright.

“But Dad, don’t you think a newborn needs his mother by his side?” Amelia patiently persuaded.

“Is that emotional blackmail?”

“No, Dad. I am just stating the facts. It is tragic for such a young baby to part with his mother, don’t you agree?”

Owen fell into deep thoughts.

“I know you don’t like me, Dad. For the well-being of this Clinton baby, could you please give me his custody?” Amelia tried to appeal to his emotions.

Owen reflected on her arguments and relented. “You discuss this matter with Oscar. If he agrees, I will not object.”

“Thank you, Dad, for being so understanding.” Amelia thanked him with a deep bow.

“Now, let’s join the rest. Olivia will start wondering if she could not find us.” With that, Owen ended their discussion.

Amelia nodded, and together, they made their way out of the study. Oscar was already in the hall when they appeared.

up to Oscar and asked,

a nod and guided her to sit next to him. “Everything ok?”

head but

hushed tone, “You did not make things

her. Why would I make things difficult for

let out a relieved

with the Clintons and left

seat. Oscar took a look at

Amelia shook her head.

I that unappealing?” Oscar asked in jest as he

cars go by. “Mr. Clinton, do you know why Dad called me into the study?” She finally

Oscar turned towards her for

not good enough for you,” Amelia told him truthfully.

before that only I can

always said you will not divorce me for now. But actually, deep in your heart, you can’t wait to do that, right?

He heard the despondence in her voice and felt for her. “Why the gloomy

turned around and looked fixedly at Oscar. “Do you know the real

look her in the eye and profess

and soul for money, right? You

found her self-condemnation jarring.

“Mr. Clinton, those words were from you! I was only

frustrated and hit the steering wheel. “What is wrong

venting. Everyone pressured me to get a divorce, yet no one cared enough to ask me for my opinion. I will shut up if that

spot and stopped his car. He leaned over

his warmth engulfing her whole body. She instinctively shunned him. She

had always been my top priorities. Since I decided to marry Oscar, I considered the Clintons family. I’ve tried my best to fit into the clan and had grown

truly adored her, everyone else

mind Oscar’s affairs with other women. Even when Cassie showed up, pregnant with Oscar’s baby, I feigned I was ok with it. What else must I do? What else can I do? Oscar’s heart has never been

Oscar’s passionate and inquisitive gaze. “To you,

Oscar pronounced as

At the most, I can be considered a plaything. I’m just something that he could cuddle up to when he felt like it and sweep aside when he’s not in the

for it, but his attitude over the past few

to lie, but his conduct made it

on the other hand, she would rather he tell the truth

you,

in the eye and challenged, “We have been married for so many years.

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat, and her mind went wild.

What is he trying to say? He really considered me his wife? Can I believe him? But…

The next moment, she slumped back into dejection. So what if he saw her as his wife? What difference would that make? The fact remained that he could terminate their relationship anytime.

“Alright, I believe you,” Amelia mouthed, but deep in her heart, she could not see a future between them.

“Your expression tells me otherwise.” Oscar watched her closely, not showing any intention of backing off.

“Can you really read my mind?” Amelia averted her eyes to avoid his intense gaze.

“You are my woman. Do you think I can’t tell what’s on your mind?”

“I am but one of your women.”

Oscar riveted his eyes on her and demanded, “Turn around and look me in the eye.”

Amelia hesitated. Finally, she slowly turned around, and their eyes met.

Oscar was enthralled by her beautiful but sorrowful eyes. He can see the love and confusion in them.

“Yes, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar snapped out of his daze and faked a cough to hide his self-consciousness.

He lightly tapped her on her head and declared, “So long as we have not finalized our divorce, you are my woman. So stop messing your own mind.”

Oscar was amused by Amelia’s look of astonishment. “Is it so difficult for you to believe that I truly see you as my wife?” he laughed.

“But you are the one who kept highlighting I am just a plaything to you!” Amelia defended.

Oscar playfully flicked her nose and teased, “You are my plaything cum wife.”

“Why?” Amelia was confused. Oscar Clinton, why do you string me along, blowing hot and cold? Why do you give me false hope that we may have a future together?

“Huh? What’s that why suppose to mean?” Oscar asked.

Amelia shook her head and confessed, “I am surprised you look on me as your wife… Would you be able to promise you will be mine and mine only forever?”

“Amelia, don’t you think that is an unreasonable request?”

Amelia felt a sense of loss. Oscar could not bear to see her feeling despondent. He gave her a good-natured pat on the head and tried to cheer her up. “Amelia Winters, you are a fighter! Ditch those gloomy thoughts!”