Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 851
Chapter 851 Serious This Time
When Amelia and her family arrived at the Clinton residence, they saw Carol and Olivia conversing. To
be exact, Carol was the one who kept talking while Olivia listened quietly. From time to time, she would
nod in agreement.
Knowing that Amelia was rather unwilling to meet the Walkers, Oscar took her hand and squeezed it
lightly. Amelia immediately gave him a smile to reassure him that she was okay.
Stephanie was now the daughter-inw of the Walker family. Whether Amelia liked it or not, she would
have to engage with the Walker family eventually.
Right after they entered, Tony wiggled out of Amelia’s arms and dashed to Olivia. He wrapped his arms
around thetter’s neck sweetly and said, “Grandma, I missed you so much.”
As Olivia embraced him, she felt as if her heart was about to melt.
“My little sweet baby, you must be hungry. I’ll ask the housekeeper to serve the food right away. We
can’t let you starve!” she said with a smile.
A vicious glint fleeted across Carol’s eyes as she watched the two interact with each other. She just
couldn’t bring herself to like Tony. After all, she had suffered a lot because of him.
Just then, Tony nced at Carol. “Grandma, I don’t like having outsiders with us while we eat together.
Why do you always invite outsiders? It’s making me upset,” he whined to Olivia.
Carol’s expression stiffened at that.
Olivia hurriedly shed her an apologetic smile. “Mrs. Walker, please don’t take it to heart. I’ve spoiled
this child too much.”
Rposing herself, Carol smiled gently and said, “Don’t worry about it. Tony is a lovely child. I can’t
imagine anyone ever disliking him! Mrs. Clinton, you’re so lucky to have him. I could only hope that my
grandchild would be half as adorable as Tony.”
Olivia was pleased to hear those words. To her, Tony was the best boy in this world.
She asked the housekeeper to serve the dishes before instructing someone to bring Isabe
downstairs.
Soon, everyone settled into their seats and began eating. When Olivia noticed that Isabe only ate the
mashed potato on her own te, she asked, “What’s wrong, Isabe? Are you feeling unwell? You
should try the side dishes.”
“Aunt Olivia, I will. Just take care of Tony. Don’t worry about me; I’m a grown-up now,” Isabe said,
smiling politely.
Nevertheless, Olivia made the housekeeper ce some food on Isabe’s te. “Just treat this ce
like your home and feel free to eat up. Are you still feeling shy about what happened yesterday? It’s
normal to date someone at your age. Stop overthinking now.”
“All right, Aunt Olivia.” Isabe nodded.
She nced at the side dishes on her te and forked some into her mouth. After chewing for a while,
she wiped her mouth and took the chance to spit the food into the napkin. Then she continued to eat
the mashed potato nonchntly.
At the same time, she stealthily observed Oscar, who filled up Amelia’s and Tony’s tes before
digging in.
Her lips curled up sinisterly. That’s right, Oscar. Eat as much as you can. When you’re done, we can
visit Professor Zabinski.
The dinner went on for almost an hour.
Isabe had finished the mashed potato on her te, but the side dishes remained almost untouched.
“Isabe, are you really feeling unwell? You barely touched the side dishes. Do you not like them?”
Olivia asked out of concern as she dabbed her lips with a napkin.
“Aunt Olivia, the food is great, and I enjoyed them. It’s just that I have some sores in my mouth, and it
stings when I eat other food. That’s why I only ate the potato. I’ll have to apply some medicer
when I go home,” exined Isabe.
“I see. If it hurts too bad, you should go see a doctor. Don’t just endure the pain. Mouth sores are the
worst,” Olivia remarked.
Isabe bobbed her head in response.
Since dinner was over, everyone moved to the living room. Isabe purposefully approached Oscar
while turning the watch on her wrist. As her faint scent wafted into Oscar’s nose, his eyes zed over.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, Isabe told him, “Oscar, drive me hometer.”
Oscar nodded.
Isabe and Carol then sat on the couch next to each other, while Oscar, Amelia, and Tony sat across
from them. Olivia, on the other hand, sat on the single couch on one side.
Olivia began, “Mrs. Walker, Isabe, it’s gettingte. You guys should just stay over. I have asked the
housekeeper to prepare the guest room for you.”
While fiddling with her watch, Isabe voiced somehow anxiously, “Will Oscar and his family stay here
too?”
“Oscar has to go to work tomorrow, so they won’t be staying,” Olivia answered.
The next second, Oscar’s stiff voice sounded. “We’re staying.”
Upon hearing that, Olivia and Amelia turned to him, but he looked at Isabe instead. “If Isabe stays,
I’ll stay too,” he added mechanically.
Olivia’s and Amelia’s faces fell.
“Oscar, what are you saying?” Amelia asked, forcing a smile.
Olivia also chimed in, “It seems that you’re learning to be funny now, Oscar. Jokes aside, didn’t you say
you have to go to work tomorrow? Hurry and bring Amelia and Tony home before it gets too dark. Night
driving isn’t so safe after all.”
However, Oscar simply nced at Olivia before insisting, “Mom, I’m sleeping here tonight.”
Worried that the others might sense something amiss, Isabe prompted, “Aunt Olivia, I think Oscar is
just worried about their safety since it’s sote already. Am I right, Oscar?”
Oscar looked at her and gave a nod.
Left with no choice, Olivia could only order someone to prepare the bedding in the master bedroom.
After making the Walkers head upstairs, she turned to Oscar and questioned, “Oscar, what was that
about? Did you even consider Amelia’s feelings when you said that? What’s wrong with you? You were
acting fine during dinner.”
Without a word, Oscar stared at Olivia coldly. She couldn’t help but feel shivers down her spine when
she saw the look in his eyes.
At that moment, Amelia spoke up. “Mom, you should go to sleep first. Oscar has been busy with work
these days, so he must be tired. I’ll talk to him. Don’t worry.”
Olivia gave it a thought and finally nodded.
Passing Tony to Olivia, Amelia said, “I’ll leave Tony to you tonight, then.”
Olivia took Tony into her arms. As she ascended the stairs and walked into her room, she gently
coaxed the boy to sleep.
Meanwhile, Amelia raised her head and looked at the standoffish Oscar. She already had a hunch that
this was Isabe’s doing. No wonder Isabe didn’t eat the side dishes earlier. There must be
something wrong with the food. Why did I put my guard down? I should have been more alert.
Tentatively, she reached out to hold Oscar’s hand. To her relief, he did not shake her hand off.
“Oscar, shall we head upstairs and go to bed?” she asked in a soft voice.
Oscar’s eyes flickered, and he lowered his head to meet Amelia’s gaze. When Amelia saw something
soften in his eyes, her heart skipped with excitement.
“Oscar, you know me, right?”
To her dismay, Oscar responded by brushing her hand off and going upstairs. He walked straight into
his own room before shutting and locking the door.
A pang of pain hit Amelia’s heart as she stared at her empty hands. Since the time they had confirmed
their feelings for each other, this was the first time he had shaken her hand off and left her behind. She
had a feeling that she would lose Oscar before long.
Amelia was helpless. When Oscar had had a check-up in the hospital, the doctor had imed he was
very healthy. She had no idea what she should do about Oscar’s change of behavior.
Feeling at a loss, she stood there for a long time. When she finally gathered her senses, she exited the
mansion and gave Jolin a call.
Although Jolin did not answer, she soon appeared before Amelia.
“What’s wrong, Mrs. Clinton?”
Amelia looked at her dazedly and stated, “Oscar has been drugged again. He doesn’t even know me
now. Can you sneak in and force Isabe to tell you what she did to him?”
Jolin knitted her brows. “Please calm down, Mrs. Clinton. I’ll do that right away. That woman is too evil.
Instead of waiting until now, we should have captured her and interrogated her when we noticed
something off about Mr. Clinton.”
“Go now,” Amelia urged weakly.
Jolin nodded and left swiftly.
After locating the guest room Isabe was staying in, Jolin scaled the pipe nimbly and reached the
window in no time. She opened it with little effort, but just as she was about to climb in, she was
startled to see Oscar standing there.
“Boss, what are you doing here?” she gasped.
Oscar only stared at her indifferently.
At that moment, Isabe walked over in a thin nightgown.
“Oscar, she’s super annoying. Teach her a lesson for me,” shemanded coldly.
The look in Oscar’s eyes hardened, and he reached out to grab Jolin. Fortunately, thetter was quick
to dodge. Without further dy, she scrambled down the pipe.
When she finally reached the ground, she heaved a loud sigh of relief and wiped off the cold sweat on
her forehead.
“Mrs. Clinton,” she called out dejectedly as she returned to Amelia with her head hung low.
Amelia nced at her and questioned, “Where is she?”
Looking at Amelia, Jolin couldn’t bring herself to tell her that Oscar was in Isabe’s room.
If Mrs. Clinton finds out, she may get hurt and overthink. Mr. Clinton’s behavior is way too strange.
What in the world did Isabe do to him? He turned into apletely different person for no reason.
This is so eerie.
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“Mrs. Clinton, she’s not in her room. Since I couldn’t enter the rooms to search, I came back down.
Why don’t you head back first? I’ll ask Hugo and Kurt to help me find her,” Jolin said.
Amelia nodded quietly before walking back to the mansion. As Jolin watched her back, she couldn’t
help but sympathize with her.
Upon returning inside, Amelia was rmed to discover that Oscar was nowhere to be seen. She
immediately walked to Isabe’s room and knocked on the door.
Isabe opened the door and demanded, “What do you want, Amelia?”
“Where is Oscar?” Amelia snapped in return.
Snickering, Isabe said, “This is ridiculous. He’s your husband. You can’t even keep watch over him
properly, and you’re asking me where he is?”
Without another word, Amelia shoved Isabe aside and stormed into the room, but she could not find
Oscar anywhere.
She then shot Isabe a re before walking back to the door. Thetter stood in her way and scoffed,
“Amelia, didn’t you im that you and Oscar have an unbreakable bond that no one else can break?
Yet now, you’re suspecting him for having feelings for me. Is your rtionship that fragile?”
“Isabe, I don’t care about what you did to Oscar. Just keep in mind that love won’tst long when it is
obtained using underhanded ways,” Amelia enunciated as she looked Isabe straight in the eye.
“That’s none of your business. If I can make Oscar fall for me, I can also have him under my control for
life,” Isabe imed smugly. “So what if I won his heart with tricks? As long as he wants me, then I’m
the winner here.”
Amelia raised her hand and pped Isabe’s cheek. “You’re despicable.”
With that, she turned around and left. Isabe remained in her spot, holding her sore cheek. “Hit me all
you want, Amelia. You might not be able to do that anymore in the future.”
She strolled over to the closet and opened it, revealing Oscar.
“Let’s go, Oscar. You need to go somewhere with me. By the time you truly belong to me, I will stop
drugging you. We will be a sweet couple, and I’ll be your dutiful wife.” She took Oscar’s hand gently
and led him to the window. “Oscar, can you bring me down from here?”
Oscar nodded at her before carrying her and climbing down the pipe.
With her arms hooked around his neck, Isabe stared at his side profile obsessively. She was utterly
mesmerized by him.
I went through so much trouble and spent so much money to get near him. Soon, he will be mine and
only mine.
She curled her lips, feeling extremely pleased.
When they reached the ground, Isabe voiced, “Oscar, the bodyguards who are protecting you in
secret are so annoying. Can you make them leave?”
Immediately, Oscar tightened his grip around her and began sprinting. In just a few minutes, they
reached the car. This was Isabe’s first time being carried by someone running at full speed, and it
was a thrilling experience.
“You’re so amazing, Oscar. I admire you so much,” she praised.
After setting her down in the front passenger seat, Oscar walked to the other side and got into the
driver’s seat.
The moment he mmed on the gas pedal, the car turned around in the same spot before zooming
forward at full speed. Since Oscar did not fasten Isabe’s seatbelt for her, she plunged forward and
almost hit the windshield.
“Oscar, slow down! I haven’t fastened my seatbelt yet,” she eximed.
Oscar slowed down a little, but he continued to speed forward. Upon seeing the scene, the bodyguards
who were hiding in the dark rushed to their car in the forest and chased after Oscar.
Hugo and Kurt also trailed behind them. “What’s wrong with Mr. Clinton?” The former couldn’t help
wondering out loud.
Kurt stayed silent, but his face was grim.
Watching the car far ahead of them, Hugo sighed in his heart.
He felt that Oscar was really serious this time. His change was way beyond everyone’s expectations.