Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 123
Chapter 123 Deliberate Intimacy
Stunned, Cassie looked up at Oscar. “Oscar?”
“Cassie, I’m going to have a child in a few months’ time. If you want to be mine, you have to ept my
child,” stated Oscar firmly.
Cassie lowered her gaze as reluctance and hatred shed across her eyes.
After a brief silence, she raised her head weakly. “Oz, can’t you let Amelia take care of the child? I lost
mine because of her. There’s no way I can treat her child as my own. I’ll make sure she receives her
alimony every month.”
Tamping down his irritation, Oscar shed a grin in her direction. “You’re still weak. Hurry, close your
eyes and sleep.”
Cassie took his head and weaved her fingers with his. “Oz, I went to Erihal years ago capriciously. I lost
myself in the fun Erihal had to offer, but after one month, I missed you so much. I nearly rushed back,
but Mom told me you had married someone else.” She bared her heart to him. “I was so unhappy and
mad back then. You said you love me, but you married another woman swiftly after my departure. In a
fit of anger, I remained in Erihal. I told myself that I’ll be fine alone. If I knew we’d miss each other for
years, I would’ve returned immediately. I still love and miss you after all these years.”
Not a word came from Oscar’s lips.
He had investigated Cassie’s past in Erihal. Besides frequenting bars and nightclubs, she was involved
intimately with a few men. She also often held parties in her rented apartment, spending the night
partying and getting wasted with a bunch of people, like there was no tomorrow.
When the investigator handed him the report, he was caught by surprise. However, the report plus the
photos given by Olivia confirmed one thing—he was tricked by Cassie’s innocent and kind appearance.
She was, in fact, an avid partygoer who loved frequenting bars and nightclubs.
Oscar was known for his crafty side in the business world. Hence, he had not expected to be wrong
about her.
After finding out Cassie’s real character, he gradually drifted away from her. He couldn’t ept the fact
that she was merely putting up an act in front of him.
True to his word, he hired an Irushean designer to design a wedding dress for her. Nevertheless,
Amelia was the one who popped up in his mind whenever he thought of the wedding proposal and the
design for the dress.
He couldn’t stop himself from wondering how gorgeous Amelia would look in that dress.
Noticing Oscar wandering off, a sh of panic appeared in Cassie’s gaze. She struggled to sit up but
identally jostled her wound. Immediately, she gasped in pain.
Snapping back to reality, Oscar took her arm. “What’s wrong? Did you jostle your wound?”
Grabbing his shoulders, Cassie gazed at him and uttered pitifully, “Oz, don’t leave me alone. It’s not
that I don’t like kids. I just want one of our own. I can’t get over the fact that you and Amelia are
married, so I refuse to let her childe between us. It’s like a thorn stuck in my throat which will hurt
every time I breathe.”
Oscar helped her to lie down and told her, “Stop overthinking things. You just had surgery and lost your
baby, so your body is still weak. You must be tired after talking for so long. Sleep now.”
Cassie blinked and asked, “Oz, can you hand me my phone?”
Oscar found her request strange, but he went to the left side of her bed and retrieved her phone for her.
“Let’s take a selfie of you kissing me, Oz!” eximed Cassie as she clicked on the camera app.
Frowning, Oscar returned, “Why are you suddenly asking to take a selfie?”
“Well, ourst selfie was taken years ago. I don’t think we’ve taken any new photos together. I know
you love me, but you rarely get intimate with me. I just want a photo of you kissing me. Won’t you say
yes?”
Cassie’s eyes reddened in distress.
Oscar couldn’t bring himself to say no, so he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
Pointing at her forehead, Cassie requested, “Oz, I want you to kiss my forehead. A kiss on the
forehead is more intimate than a kiss on the lips.”
Oscar brushed his lips across her forehead as her camera clicked repeatedly.
“Oz, can you kiss my shoulder?” Cassie’s request grew R-rated.
Oscar merely stared at her silently.
Pouting prettily, Cassie whined, “I want us to be more intimate. Can’t you say yes to my small request?”
Oscar relented reluctantly.
Cassie proceeded to take countless photos of Oscar kissing her forehead, cheek, and lips. She then
forced Oscar to go through each and every photo with her.
“Oz, this photo of you kissing my forehead looks pretty good. What do you think?”
“Yeah, it is.”
Oscar reached out to take the phone from her, but she refused to relinquish it to him. “Oz, let me scroll
through the photos for a bit.”
Oscar knitted his brows together and replied, “It’ste. Time to sleep.”
“No!” she whimpered. “It’s rare for us to take these intimate photos. I want to enjoy them for a bit
longer. I can’t sleep now.”
Oscar thought about it and caved in shortly after.
“Okay. Stay here. I need to make a call outside,” he told her.
Cassie looked up anxiously. “Why are you doing it out there? You can make that call here.”
Oscar’s frown deepened.
Cassie added hastily, “Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t trying to restrict your freedom. I’m just afraid that
you’ll leave when I wasn’t paying attention. I don’t want to stay in the hospital alone.”
Oscar assured her, “I need to instruct my assistant about something regarding work. I’ll be back in
around thirty minutes. If you’re sleepy, just go to bed. Don’t worry. I’ll stay here for the night.”
Cassie inclined her head grudgingly.
After Oscar stepped out of her ward, the anxiety on Cassie’s face disappeared without a trace. Gazing
at Oscar’s figure in the photos, she dered, “Oz, don’t me me for my schemes to get you. I love
you too much to give you up to Amelia. I am your soulmate. Amelia is just a b*tch you hired who
doesn’t deserve to be with you.”
She picked five intimate selfies from the countless selfies they took earlier and sent them to Amelia
along with a text: Amelia, Oz loves me. He told me he didn’t divorce you because you’re pregnant with
his child. You’re a scheming woman, huh? Never mind, I can wait for him. He’ll be mine sooner orter.
The child in your belly will be nothing but an outsider.
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After sending out that text, she proceeded to delete it andy down as though nothing had happened
earlier. When Oscar came inter, she had already dozed off.
Oscar came to her bed and nced at her. Right then, his phone rang. He whipped out his phone and
saw Amelia’s name shing on the screen.
He quickly answered it. “Hello?”
Amelia’s cool voice sounded from the other end of the line. “Mr. Clinton, I know you’re a loving couple
with Ms. Yard and that I’m just a stand-in for her. But please, could you ask Ms. Yard to stop sending
me those disgusting photos?”
“What photos?” Oscar was puzzled.
“Mr. Clinton, you know what the photos are. You must’ve had a good time kissing her forehead and lips,
huh? You have my blessings. Please inform her on my behalf that I won’te between you.”
With that, she ended the phone call without hesitation.
Oscar gazed at his phone, whose screen had gone dark, and scowled.
Returning to Cassie’s side,plicated emotions shed across his eyes. He seemed troubled.
On the other hand, Amelia felt her heart clenching in pain at the sight of the selfies of Oscar and
Cassie. After the initial pain came a fresh swell of rage. How dare Cassie send me those photos? So
what if she used to be Oscar’s girlfriend? I am Oscar’s legally wedded wife. The Clintons admitted my
status. Even though our marriage was nothing but an agreement, it is still protected by thew. Cassie
is just a lowly homewrecker.
As a mistress, she’s so arrogant.
Staring at the intimate selfies angrily, Amelia scoffed, “What a loving couple. Cassie has just suffered
from a miscarriage, but you’re already acting all lovey-dovey with her. Aren’t you afraid of losing
control? Cassie might end up going into the operating room again.”
Amelia knew she was being harsh, but there was no way she could bring herself to sympathize with
Cassie’s plight. After all, Cassie kept pushing her limits. She wasn’t a saint.
After deleting the photos, she dered to herself, “You want me to leave? I’m sorry, but I’ve just
changed my mind. You are certain Oscar loves you, right? Let’s see how much he loves you.”
Cassie, whom she despised, had ignited a spark ofpetitiveness in her. Besides her background,
she was confident enough of defeating Cassie.
Thepetitive Amelia fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, she washed up excitedly and put on a pink dress. She was seven months along, but
besides her slight bump, her limbs were still slender. Hence, the youthful dressplemented her fair
skin instead of looking awkward on her.
When Amelia came down the stairs, even Molly was slightly stunned at the sight of her gorgeous
figure. With a wide grin, Molly greeted her, “Good morning, Mrs. Clinton. You look pretty today. Are you
going somewhere?”
Amelia returned a smile. “Do you mean I’m not pretty usually?”
Wiping her hands dry, Molly beamed. “Mrs. Clinton, you look pretty every day. But today, you look
exceptionally attractive. Perhaps it has something to do with your jovial mood.”
Amelia touched her face consciously. Is it that obvious?
“Molly, let’s go to the farmer’s marketter. I want to cook something delicious for Oscar.” Amelia
shed a warm smile.
Molly served her breakfast and uttered, “Sure, Mrs. Clinton. But Mr. Clinton doesn’te home for
lunch. Are you bringing lunch to his office?”
Amelia merely nodded and said nothing else.
After breakfast, Amelia followed Molly to the farmer’s market. The sellers there were delighted to see
them andvished praises on Amelia.
Those who frequented the farmer’s market were usually elderlydies. Sometimes, a few young people
would show up. However, none of them were as charming and pretty as Amelia.