Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 455

Chapter 455 Crossed The Line

Oscar pinned Amelia against the wall once they got home, claiming her lips in a deep kiss.

They made love to each other all night, and despite her exhaustion, Amelia woke up early the next morning thanks to her unerring biological clock.

Her eyes fluttered open, and Oscar leaned over her, sweetly planting a kiss on her forehead as she tried to get out of bed.

Oscar swiped the alarm clock off their bedside table and noticed that it was twenty to eight. He pulled Amelia back into his arms and coaxed, “Sleep a little longer. Don’t go to work today. I’ll call in sick for you.”

Amelia burrowed into his embrace and lightly nipped at his jaw. “Oscar, it’s time for me to get up. I’m going to be late if I fall back asleep.”

“You have me. You don’t need to work so hard,” Oscar replied, tightening his arms around her.

Amelia mock-scolded him, “Oscar, I’ve finally regained the overflowing passion for design I haven’t seen since my university days. My body feels like it’s bursting with creativity with all the designs I’d like to explore. You promised you’d support me in my choices. Don’t tell me you’re going back on your words now.”

Oscar merely kissed her forehead once more, mildly exasperated by her determination.

“Do you really like this job?”

“I do,” came Amelia’s earnest reply.

“All right. But you’ve got to let me know if it’s tiring you out. I’ll open a design studio where you can be your own boss. That way, you’ll call the shots and the hours.”

A radiant smile bloomed on Amelia’s face. She pushed herself up on her elbows and kissed Oscar’s cheek. Thankfully, the soreness from last night’s activities had begun to dissipate, and Amelia eventually crawled out of bed with some difficulty. “I’m going to get a quick shower. You should too, or you’ll be late.”

She washed up in under ten minutes and came out of the bathroom. As she did so, she saw Oscar picking out a suit in their wardrobe, his hair freshly wet from a shower.

Amelia could not resist the urge to hug him from behind. She pressed her chest against his broad back and purred like a kitten.

She sighed and lamented, “What should I do, Oscar? I’m jealous of all your admirers too.”

Oscar turned around and shot her a loving gaze. He could not help himself as he lowered his head and captured her mouth in a longing kiss. Things were just getting heated when Amelia hastily pulled herself away.

Wryly, she stated, “We need to go to work, Oscar.”

Oscar nipped her lip softly and replied, “I’m letting you off the hook today.”

Finally, they got dressed and went downstairs hand-in-hand. Molly happened to come out of the kitchen with their breakfast, and she smiled warmly before greeting them, “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Clinton.”

Amelia dashed down the stairs and exclaimed, “Molly, you’re back! I missed you so much when you weren’t around.”

“Mrs. Clinton, I’m sure you miss my cooking more than you miss me,” Molly teased.

“Molly, I’m hurt that you would think that way. I missed you first before yearning for your cooking.”

Molly struggled to bite back her laughter.

She waited patiently as Amelia and Oscar enjoyed the breakfast she had prepared. Amelia seemed to have worked up a large appetite as she devoured two bowls of oatmeal. She panicked when she checked her phone and noticed the time. “Oscar, hurry up. We’re going to be late.”

Calmly, Oscar said, “Not to worry. I’ve called your manager and informed him that you’ll be late because you’re feeling unwell; he has given his approval.”

Well, my body’s still a bit sore from last night. I guess it’s better to report late to work. Still, Amelia grimaced as she imagined how quickly the theories for her tardiness would spread through the rumor mill at work.

She was often amazed at their penchant for creating and spreading gossip around the office.

After they finished breakfast, Oscar drove Amelia to work.

Before she realized it, Amelia had crumpled the note in her shaking fists. Rory sensed her fear and hurriedly helped her into a chair before asking for a glass of warm water.

Rory comforted her, “You need to calm down, Amelia. Don’t be scared. Perhaps this is just a harmless prank. We’ll call the police and report this.”

Amelia turned to stare at Rory, frightening the latter with her hollow gaze.

Amelia retracted her gaze and rummaged through her purse for her phone. She immediately called the Clinton residence.

The line connected quickly, and a maid answered the phone.

“Hello, this is Amelia. Where’s Tony?” Amelia cut straight to the point.

The maid replied, “Good day, Ms. Amelia. Mr. Anthony is playing with Mrs. Clinton outside. Would you like me to summon him to the phone?”

“No, it’s all right. I just missed him after spending a day apart. No need to disturb him during his playtime. I’ll come and fetch him tonight.” Amelia heaved a sigh of relief. “I’ve got to get back to work now. Don’t let him know I called.”

“Yes, Ms. Amelia.”

Amelia hung up just as Rory handed her a glass of warm water. Rory advised, “Here, Amelia. Have some water.”

She received the glass before apologizing to Rory, “I’m sorry you had to deal with my overreaction earlier. I hope I didn’t frighten you.”

Rory shook her head and replied, “It’s fine. By the way, I’ve arranged for someone to contact the police. I think it’s best we leave the investigation to the authorities. I hope we weed out and punish this horrid prankster soon.”

Amelia smiled weakly in response.

This prankster has crossed the line by bringing my son into the picture!