Too Much To Bear My Love

Too Much To Bear, My Love Chapter 297

Chapter 297 I Miss You

On the other hand, Oscar gave Isabella an irritated glance. She was occupying his passenger’s seat. “Ms. Walker, what do you want? I’m busy and have no time for your games.”

With a smile hanging on her lips, Isabella answered, “Oscar, Mrs. Clinton told you to bring me to lunch. You won’t go back on your word, right?”

Oscar eyed her coldly before ordering, “Get out.”

Isabella’s smile froze on her face.

“I’m sorry, Oscar. I just want to have lunch with you. I haven’t got the chance to treat you to a meal since my return. Can you join me for lunch for the sake of your mother?” Isabella backed down.

An ordinary man would be unable to refuse Isabella’s offer. However, Oscar was no ordinary man. He’d only show his tenderness to his beloved and treated other women harshly.

“Get out,” he repeated.

The smile on Isabella’s face faded away. She leaned in her seat and said wistfully, “Oscar, do you hate me that much? I like you a lot., and you’ve divorced Ms. Winters. We’re both single now. Are you going to be so cruel to a beautiful lady who is pleasing you?”

“I’m not interested in desperate women. Even if Amelia doesn’t exist, you’re not my type. Stop clinging to me. Otherwise, I will take action even if you’re a Walker.”

Isabella stiffened at his warning. However, her years of experience working overseas allowed her to bite back the humiliation rising in her heart.

Flashing a pleasant smile, she uttered, “Don’t get mad, Oscar. I want to let you know that I’m interested in a position in the Sales Department in Clinton Corporations. Here is my resume. If you think I am a suitable candidate for the position, please hire me.”

Having said that, she whipped out her resume from her bag that she had worked hard to prepare and handed it to Oscar.

Oscar took her resume and flipped through it quickly. The resume was nicely done and packed with content. Isabella had graduated from a prestigious university. She didn’t major in sales, but her experience would allow her to work in any position in any company.

“It’s a great resume. I believe any company will welcome you gladly. Nevertheless, I’m sorry to say that Clinton Corporations isn’t hiring for now. I can introduce you to another company that allows you to put your experience and knowledge to good use,” Oscar said as he returned her resume to her.

Isabella’s smile faltered. However, she didn’t give up. “Oscar, I met Ms. Winters yesterday. She gave me a necklace and left me a message. Don’t you want to know what she told me?”

At the sight of the crystal necklace in her hands, Oscar’s expression changed. He snatched the necklace from her and demanded, “Why do you have this necklace?” It was a gift he had prepared for Amelia back on the yacht, so the necklace was very important to him.

A smug and calculative look flashed across Isabella’s eyes. “Oscar, it was Ms. Winters who gave me the necklace. She also left a message for you.”

Glowering at her, Oscar retorted, “Impossible. Tell me. Did you steal this necklace? If you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll make sure you return to Anglandur at once.”

Isabella cowered at his furious glare. She took a deep breath and calmed down before saying, “Oscar, that’s an insult. Though our family isn’t as wealthy as yours, I can afford all the luxurious items that I

want, let alone a mere crystal necklace. Why would I steal it? It was Ms. Winters who had given it to me!”

Yes, she didn’t steal the necklace. Back in the Clinton residence, she once saw the necklace on Amelia’s nape. Pretending to be interested in it, she borrowed it for a closer look before hiring someone to make the same necklace. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have an excuse to invite Oscar out.

Oscar grasped the necklace tightly as about a dozen expressions crossed his face. After a long moment of silence, he asked, “What did Amelia say?”

Isabella put on a modest smile. “I’ll tell you what is it under one condition—allow me to work in Clinton Corporations.”

Oscar rolled his eyes. “Is that a threat?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Giggling, Isabella replied, “Oscar, don’t be mean. I have feelings for you, so I wish to work in your company. First come, first served, right? Of course, you can assume that I stole this necklace from Ms. Winters. You’re divorced now, so I can’t really threaten you using this necklace, right?”

Oscar glowered at her. “I’ll ask Jerry to arrange a position for you.”

Isabella’s smile nearly slipped from her lips.

Oscar, you still can’t forget Amelia, huh? Even though you’re divorced, you still care for her.

The realization made her a little unhappy.

“Oscar, looks like you still can’t forget Ms. Winters,” she remarked.

“Say it,” Oscar ordered curtly.

Isabella tensed up momentarily before revealing, “All right. I’ll say it. Ms. Winters wants you to stay away from her after the divorce. She doesn’t like ambiguities.”

Oscar’s expression soured upon hearing that. He stared at her icily and exclaimed, “Nonsense!”

Unbuckling his seatbelt, he declared irritably, “If I knew you were going to say nonsense over lunch, I would’ve remained in my office.”

As he opened the door, he added, “Don’t be presumptuous. I only agreed to let you work in Clinton Corporations because of my mom. Next time, don’t use defective items to play games with me.”

Having said that, he alighted from his car and left Isabella alone in the car.

Through the window, Isabella looked at Oscar’s figure striding into the building as her lips curled into a smirk. “Oscar, you’re far more attractive than I’ve expected. I like how domineering and possessive you are. The more indifferent you are, the more obsessed I am with you. I think I’m going to fall in love with you,” she mused happily.

Obviously, she wasn’t going to let him slip out from her hands. Meanwhile, Oscar entered the building and entered the elevator wearing a grim expression. Once he stepped out of the elevator, he ordered, “Linda, I want to see Jerry now.”

Linda nodded in acknowledgment. “Got it, Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar stalked into his office, and Jerry showed up soon.

She knocked on the door politely and entered after Oscar granted her entry.

“Mr. Clinton, you wanted to see me?” Jerry stood before his desk.

Without looking up, Oscar instructed, “Jerry, arrange a position for Ms. Walker in the Sales Department.”

Furrowing her brows, Jerry answered carefully, “Mr. Clinton, the Sales Department is full. We have enough manpower. I’m afraid the others will complain if we recruit a new employee.” Back when Jerry was appointed the manager of the Sales Department, most of the employees were upset, too. If she wasn’t competent enough to strike a few lucrative deals, they wouldn’t take her seriously.

“Just do as I say. If she isn’t competent enough, I’ll arrange an easier job for her that won’t require her to think much,” Oscar commanded with a dismissive wave.

“Got it, Mr. Clinton.” Jerry had no choice but to obey his order.

As Oscar proceeded to ignore her and was reading a file in his hands, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, is there anything else? Or I’ll take my leave.”

Hearing that, Oscar finally spared her a look. “Did Amelia get in touch with you?”

Jerry was stunned. Though she had no idea why her boss wanted to know about that, it didn’t stop her from responding honestly. “Mr. Clinton, I called Mrs. Clinton yesterday. We had a brief and casual conversation.” Oscar hadn’t announced their divorce to the public yet, so only a few people knew about it.

“Did she mention me?” he urged.

Jerry paused for a moment before asking curiously, “Mr. Clinton, you’re married to her. You sleep in the same bed every night. If you want to hear her praise, why don’t you ask her outright?”

Feeling awkward, Oscar coughed twice in an unnatural manner. “Just say it,” he instructed.

Oh, they must’ve fought. No wonder Amelia acted strangely last night, Jerry mused silently.

“Nothing much. She told me to remind you not to work nonstop and take your meals on time. She wants you to rest and take care of yourself.”

Oscar’s gaze softened as the corners of his mouth turned up into a grin. “Did she really say that?”

Jerry nodded.

After getting her confirmation, Oscar’s mood lightened.

“Anything else?”

Jerry pondered over it, but found it hard to explain.

“What’s wrong?”

Finally, Jerry decided against revealing it and shook her head. “She only told me to remind you to take good care of yourself instead of burying yourself in work.”

“All right. You can leave now.” Oscar waved.

“Alright, Mr. Clinton. I’ll take my leave now.”

Once Jerry was out of sight, Oscar played with his pen pensively. A minute later, he got to his feet, put on his suit jacket, and strode out of his office.

“Linda, clear my schedule this afternoon and reschedule everything to tomorrow,” he commanded.

“But Mr. Clinton, Mr. Fendler from Saddle Group is on the way here for our two o’clock meeting,” Linda said hastily.

“Postpone it. Say something came up. I’ll treat him to a meal tomorrow to make up for missing the meeting.” By the time Oscar finished saying that, he was already in the elevator.

Downstairs, he exited the elevator and hurried out of the building. Isabella was nowhere to be seen.

After getting into his car, he started the engine and sped away. He was driving at a fast speed, for he couldn’t wait to see Amelia. Though the woman was heartless enough to demand a divorce, she still cared for him. He didn’t want to wait until a few days later to see her.

Huh, I guess absence makes the heart grow fonder.

We have only been separated for a day, but it feels like a year has passed.

He had never felt this way before and thought it was all a lie, but now the longing was gnawing at his heart.

The more he missed her, the more he understood how painful love was.

He only realized how deeply in love he was with Amelia after their split.

I shall let her know that I’ll pursue her and make her my wife again. I’ll love and protect her with all my might. We’ll raise Tony up together. One day, when he inherits Clinton Corporations, we can travel around the world and leave our mark in every country.