Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 22


    Oscar parked his car outside a farmstay on the outskirts. It wasn’t until Amelia got down from the car


    did she notice the name of the ce—Happy Farmstay.


    The corner of Amelia’s mouth twitched. What a simple name.


    “This ce belongs to one of my friends. Let’s head inside,” Oscar informed, walking toward her.


    As soon as they entered, a fancily dressed server walked over and bowed with a smile. “Mr. Clinton?


    They are already waiting inside.”


    Oscar hummed in reply.


    “Mr. Clinton, this way, please.” The server then motioned them toward the inside.


    On the way to their destination, Amelia had sighed in awe of how luxurious the farmstay looked. She


    had thought that it was an ordinary farmstay, but the farmstay had some vintage elements added to it,


    so it now looked elegant andvish. Moreover, the farmstay seemed spacious—Amelia was sure that


    the owner must have invested a hefty sum in it.


    Oscar’s friends were either rich or powerful. Even the ones who were not born into wealthy families had


    earned their wealth themselves.


    Upon entering the room, Amelia realized there were around six to seven people inside.


    They exchanged nces, with most of them being curious at who thisdy was.


    As they were all men, the gathering was not as unweing as she thought it would be.


    Amelia could recognize two men from her wedding four years ago, but not the other five.


    “Oscar, you’re finally here. It was tough trying to get you to introduce your wife to us and now I finally


    know why. You’re the kind to keep your precious wife at home, aren’t you? If I were to have a wife as


    pretty as she is, I’d have kept her away from your eyes too.” The one speaking looked as though he


    was in his mid-twenties. He had a gentle-looking face and had a pair of gold-rimmed sses on.


    Oscar then exined to Amelia, “He’s my childhood friend. There are government officials in his family.


    You can call him Chubs.”


    Augh nearly escaped her.


    The man named Chubs gave Oscar a smack. Then turning to Amelia, he enthusiastically introduced


    himself, “Hello, I’m Jacques Ford. It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re much prettier than I imagined. It’s


    a shame that you’ve married Oscar.”


    It seems like Jacques and Oscar are really good friends.


    “Hello, I’m Amelia Winters. Just call me Amelia. It’s a pleasure to meet you too,” Amelia greeted as she


    shook his hands.


    “Oh, my heart’s melting. Amelia’s so polite!” Jacques eximed.


    Amelia eventually burst intoughter. Because little did she expect Oscar to have friends as jovial as


    him. Jacques was nothing like his appearance. No wonder they say you can’t judge a book by its cover.


    The other men, too, came forward to introduce themselves. They were all born in either rich families or


    powerful families. In other words, none were people anyone could easily cross.


    “Amelia, don’t mind him. Jacques’ mostly out of his mind.” Kenrick smiled.


    Kenrick Lewis’ family was in the real estate and entertainment business. Their family business was


    major, and he had apany of his own. To sum it up, he was a rich kid who was talented as well.


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    Amelia responded, “I won’t. You’re much more interesting than I’ve imagined. Well, I guess I won’t need


    to feel so stressed about messing up while I’m in your presence.”


    With Amelia’s easy-going attitude leaving a good impression on them, the gathering continued in a


    merry atmosphere.