Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 44
“Babe, do you know every word written by a great novelistes from deep within his or her soul? I
will be devastated if my novel is ruined because of a badly written finale. I cannot allow that!” Tiffany
mourned in despair, hands sping her head.
Bemused, Amelia asked, “Is it that bad?”
“How could you ask such a dumb question? I thought you knew me best,” grumbled Tiffany.
“Let me read the manuscript of yourtest fantasy novel. I will give you some feedback,” Amelia
offered.
Tiffany’s eyes lit up immediately. She snapped her fingers and eximed, “Babe, you are the best!”
Amelia read through Tiffany’s manuscript. She could see that thetter had a natural ir for writing.
The novel was well crafted, with a captivating plot. It was no surprise that her books were always
snapped up once they hit the stores, allowing her to be a best-selling author.
“Tiff, I think this fantasy novel is amazing! However, as a reader, I would prefer a happy ending. All your
previous novels had sad endings. Readers may get tired of that. Moreover, the male and female leads
went through so much together. Your readers and I will protest if you let the female lead be annihted.
I demand a happy ending for this novel. Otherwise, you’re annihting our decades of friendship as
well!” Amelia threatened.
“Babe, is that threat necessary? It’s just a novel’s ending. Well, since you’ve asked for a happy ending,
you’ll get a happy ending,” Tiffany promised.
Satisfied, Amelia nodded and leaned backzily on the couch. “Tiff, I’m spending the night with you and
I will head to the office from here tomorrow morning.”
“Why, wee home, Babe. This is your home too. You can stay here anytime you want,” Tiffany said.
The two gals spent the night chatting in bed till midnight before nodding off. On the other hand, Oscar
found himself alone in bed and was having trouble falling asleep. He took out his phone and started
writing: Woman, where are you? Doe back soon. I need to talk to you.
Yet upon consideration, he deleted the message without sending it.
It was then his phone rang. He looked at his phone excitedly but seeing the caller ID, his smile faded.
Composing himself, he answered the call. “Hello, Cassie.”
“Oz, did I wake you?” Cassie’s soft voice was heard from the other end of the line.
“No issue. For you, anytime,” Oscar assured her.
Cassie was ted to hear that. “Oz, you are the best! I hope Ms. Winters is not woken up by my call at
this hour.”
“She’s not in today. I’m here by myself, so no worries,” Oscar reassured gently.
That was followed by prolonged silence.
“Cassie, are you still there?” Oscar was baffled that she suddenly went silent over the line.
“Yes, I’m here.” Cassie finally spoke again. “Since Ms. Winters is not in, can I go visit you? I’m a little
scared of being alone in the hotel. I wish you’re here with me.”
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Oscar cast aside that proposal and offered to go over to her ce instead.
“Oz, you haven’t invited me to your ce since I came back. You kept saying you love me, yet you’re
reluctant to let me visit you at home,” Cassie whined in an aggrieved tone.
Oscar kept to his stance and repeated his question, ”Where are you, Cassie? I will go over to you.”
“Oz, Ms. Winters is not home. It’s the perfect opportunity for me to tour your new home. Or maybe you
never wanted me to visit you in the first ce…” Cassie wilfully pushed for it.
Oscar frowned a little but kept his cool and cajoled her, “Cassie, be a good girl. Tell me where you are
and I will go over to you.”
Cassie stubbornly wanted her way. “Oz, I insist on visiting you at your home. If you love me, then don’t
give me any more excuses. It’s either I go over tonight or I’ll head back to Erihal immediately. Who
cares about being Mrs. Clinton.”
Oscar’s face fell. He loved Cassie and was an indulgent lover. However, there was a limit to how much
he could tolerate unreasonable demands. Cross that line and he would not hesitate to rein her in.
“Cassie, you have crossed the line,” Oscar said sullenly.
After a bout of silence, Cassie asked, “You don’t love me anymore, do you?”
Oscar softened his voice andforted her, “That is not true. Let me know where you are and I will be
there.”
Cassie persisted, “Oz, all I wanted is to take a look at your house. You have always eded to all my
requests in the past.”
“Cassie, stop this nonsense. Tell me where you are, now,” Oscar said impatiently.
“No, Oz. You don’t love me. You have never loved me. If you do, you will not reject my simple request
to visit you at home repeatedly,” Cassie cried. “I had a bright future in Erihal but I gave it all up toe
back to you. Between music and you, I chose you. And this is how you repay my sacrifices!”
Oscar tensed up and clenched his phone. He disliked unreasonable women. If not for his love for
Cassie, he would have hung up on her. “Cassie, you know my feelings for you. But if you insist on
being wilful, then I can only choose to let you go back to Erihal. Four years ago, you did not spare a
thought for me and left me on the eve of our wedding. I took it as a sign that it was all over between
us.”
Noticing her silence, he continued, “It’s gettingte. Do have an early rest. We’ll chat again when you
are more rational after a good sleep.”
Cassie panicked. “Hang on, Oz! I know I was being wilful. I am just so jealous that Ms. Winters gets to
sleep by your side while I have to stay in a hotel. I had a few drinks and jealousy got the better of me.
Please… could you keep mepany? I am staying at Hotel Van Hutton.”
Her confession melted Oscar’s heart. He truly loved her. Even if that love had somewhat diminished
with time, she still had a special ce in his heart. He could not bear to disappoint her.
Oscar drove to Hotel Van Hutton. Her room was on the twenty-first floor. The door opened immediately
after he rang the bell. Cassie, dressed in a bathrobe, flung herself into his arms. “Oz, you are not angry
anymore, are you?”
Oscar was amazingly collected. He lumbered into the room with Cassie still clung to him. He closed the
door, held her slightly apart, and said, “The AC is set so low. You should have put on thicker clothes
lest you catch a cold.”
“Oz, you were so harsh over the phone. I was terrified! I was so afraid you would leave me because of
my wilfulness. Thank goodness you came,” Cassie cried out in anguish.
Oscar saw her half-exposed shoulder and persuaded, “Go get dressed before you catch a cold.”
Cassie obediently got dressed, looking sweet in a pink dress. She took a bottle of 1982 vintage wine
and two sses and walked toward Oscar. “Mind having a drink with me?”
Oscar was about to take the wine from her hand but Cassie cheekily hid it. She smiled flirtatiously. “Oz,
why don’t you take a shower first? I want to set up a cozy ambience for us.”
Oscar was unmoved by the sight of a blushing ever-gorgeous Cassie. Surprisingly, he was even a little
upset, feeling that thetter was disgracing herself. The irony that he was not aroused by the seduction
of his beautiful lover had not hit home yet.
He stood up, took the wine, and said, “Cassie, be a good girl. You should not be drinking at thiste
hour. Rest early. I will stay here with you while you sleep.”
Cassie was dumbfounded. She had set aside her dignity to seduce him, but what made it worse was
his disinterest. That has to be the biggest insult to a woman.
“Oz, you rejected my request to visit your ce. Now, you won’t even have a drink with me. Do you
really love me?” Cassie tearfully asked, deeply hurt.
Cassie believed that a man would always be attracted to a submissive woman who idolized him. That
would bring out a man’s protective nature and in return, the woman would be pampered. She knew
how to act that part and was good at it.
Oscar put the wine down and hugged Cassie. “You got it wrong, Cassie. I meant well. It’ste and I
want you to get your beauty sleep.”
Cassie buried her face in his chest and softly requested, “Oz, just one drink with me and I will go to bed
after that, okay?”
Oscar nodded and agreed.
“Then go get a shower while I do the candlelight setting.” Cassie pulled away from Oscar and yfully
pushed him into the bathroom. “Have a nice shower. I have a big surprise for youter.” She smiled
sweetly at him.
Oscar reluctantly but duly took a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, he found the room
bathed in warm flickering candlelights. Cassie, looking even more stunning in this light, walked toward
him demurely. “Oz, do you find me beautiful? Let’s make this our wedding night.”
Oscar took a nce at her and nonchntly said, “Cassie, stop your nonsense. Finish your drink and
go to bed. No more mischief from you.”