Too Much to Bear, My Love

“But if not for a crude woman like me keeping him company, who'd be sleeping with Mr. Clinton? You've got to know that he'll be uncomfortable if he doesn't get to work on those desires somewhere. You're not a man, so you won't understand what it feels like.” Amelia chuckled as she took a sip of her coffee.

“Aren't you one shameless woman?” Keira cursed.

“My, Ms. Shaw. You're hilarious. Mr. Clinton and I are a married couple. What's wrong with us doing things in bed? Is it illegal? However, Ms. Shaw, you're quite young, and I don't think Mr. Clinton would want to destroy a blooming bud like you, so...”

Her words made Keira's face flush bright red, not because she was embarrassed but because she was livid.

Amelia shook her head, thinking, That's all she can do? I've no idea how she managed to cling to Oscar. Regardless, with the kind of person Oscar is, she won't last long with him. I wonder if he's looking for pretentious idiots like her because he's sick of sexy women.

However, I don't think anyone other than Cassie Yard can stay a long time by his side.

Abruptly, she was curious about the type of woman Cassie was to make an apathetic man like Oscar become enamored with her.

"You're beyond shameless, Amelia!” Keira fumed.

“Thank you very much. That's the highest form of praise a woman can ever receive from another woman,” Amelia replied nonchalantly. “If I wasn't more shameless than you, I wouldn't have become Mrs. Clinton, wouldn't 12”

“Stop gloating. Oscar told me he'll divorce you eventually,” Keira suddenly crowed.

For a moment, Amelia was in a daze. The Oscar she knew would not have said such things to an outsider.

“Even if we were to get a divorce, Ms. Shaw, I'd get more of his assets than you do. Don't be jealous. Just make Mr. Clinton fall for you and marry you if you can. You'll get as much as I do too once you get a divorce with him,” Amelia responded with a sweet smile.

“You—"

“Don't be mad. Mr. Clinton doesn’t like women who get angry for no reason. He told me that women like that are just ugly sharks to him.” By now, Keira's face was scrunched up in her wrath. “You're ridiculous!” With that said, she grabbed her purse and stormed off.

Amelia then leaned back on her chair and chuckled. “She's leaving after just a few words? I knew it. She's still too young.”

After finishing her coffee, she asked for her bill and paid for both coffees. Staring at the untouched cup of coffee opposite her, she shook her head and dramatically sighed. “What a pity. Young people nowadays really don’t know how to be frugal. It's no easy feat to earn a living.”

When she left the cafe, she received a call from Oscar.

“Come to the office,” he said curtly and ended the call.

Amelia stared at her dimmed screen, a bitter smile growing on her lips. In the past, she could have enjoyed lunch with Oscar in the office. Yet the only reason now for Oscar to ask her to go to the office was to talk about their divorce.

Despite her reluctance, Amelia went over.

Reaching Clinton Corporations, all the staff politely greeted, “Mrs. Clinton.” Although she and Oscar were only married by agreement, the wedding they had four years ago was still a grand one. Oscar had not embarrassed her in public and had made known to everyone that she was his wife.

Smiling at them, she then entered Oscar's private elevator.

“Mrs. Clinton,” Lauren greeted her with a smile as soon as she exited the elevator. “Mr. Clinton is currently in a meeting. He has asked for you to wait in his office for a while.”

Amelia nodded. “Thank you.”

After entering the office, Amelia tossed her bag on the couch before flopping into it after taking off her heels.

But she put them back on shortly after when someone came knocking on the door. “Come in.”

The door swung open and in came Lauren. She was Oscar's other secretary, a woman who was capable in her work and not one to engage in idle talk.

Lauren had a cup of coffee in her hand as she muttered, “Mrs. Clinton, I've made you a cup of coffee.”

Amelia responded with a smile, “Thank you.”

Politely, Lauren suggested, “Mrs. Clinton, if you find yourself feeling bored, I can get you a few entertainment magazines to read.”

“I'm fine. You should go ahead with your work. I'll just log in to the computer and surf the net if I'm bored.”

“All right, I'll take my leave then.” Lauren then exited the room.

Picking up the cup of coffee to sip on it, Amelia praised, “She's got the skills for coffee brewing. For a pretty woman like her to be around him, Oscar must be destined for a life full of pretty women.”