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Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 492

The next morning, Carol instructed her maid to load the car with gifts before getting into the car with Noah and Isabella.

Noah was driving while Carol and Isabella were seated at the back of the car. Carol then started a conversation with Isabella. “Isabella, please be nice when we're at the Clinton residence. Since Olivia's impression of you isn't too bad, perhaps you could cheer her up with some nice words so that she'd forgive you for what happened to Tony. Anyway, just please watch your temper, okay?”

“Don't worry, Mom. You don't have to nag at me. I know what to do,” Isabella answered.

Carol heaved a sigh and appeared weak to appeal to her daughter's good side. “Isabella, I'm sorry for the harsh words I said to you last night. I was just on edge. However, you're going to get married soon, anyway. So why don't you consider helping the Walker family while you're still here?”

Isabella was heartbroken upon hearing that. How could she say that? How could she be so biased? Am I not her daughter?

Despite how she felt, Isabella answered obediently, “You're right, Mom. Once I'm married into the Clintons, I'll definitely help the Walker family. As for Stephanie, she's going to get married to another family, eventually. By then, I'm sure I'd have more say than her. In that case, I do wonder why are you not helping me instead, Mom? Everyone in the upper-class society knows I'm about to get engaged with Oscar. If that doesn't happen in the end, wouldn't the Walker family be embarrassed? Mom, you don't want that to happen, do you? This would ultimately affect Noah's reputation as well. If the Walker family turns out to be the joke of the town, do you think Stephanie would still be willing to marry him?”

Carol immediately gave her an intense stare upon hearing that.

Isabella stared back at her innocently and added, “Mom, it's not that I'm hoping for that to happen. But, why don't you put some effort into me as well? Even if Noah ends up marrying Stephanie, what's the point? The Walker family's fortune would end up being shared among all the members of the family.”

Carol sank into deep thoughts.

Silence then ensued in the car.

Before they knew it, they had driven into the Clinton residence.

Upon getting out of the car, Isabella held Carol's hand and made their way toward the entrance. As for Noah, he had to carry all the gifts on his own.

Carol felt bad and asked, “Can you manage, Noah? Do you need my help?”

Before Noah could respond, Isabella hastily said, “Mom, let him be the gentleman he's always portrayed himself to be. Mrs. Clinton might even like him more if she sees that. If you help him, Mrs. Clinton might think he's so weak that he has to ask us women to carry for him. Am I right, Noah?”

In response, Noah merely glanced at her. “I can manage, Mom.”

Carol kept silent after that.

Upon walking into the house, Olivia and Owen were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, a butler greeted them, “Welcome, Mrs. Walker and family.”

“Where's Olivia?” Carol asked nicely.

“Mr. and Mrs. Clinton have gone to the hospital. Apparently, the red spots on Mr. Anthony weren't getting better. They were worried about him and decided to pay him a visit. They did instruct me to let you guys wait for them. They should be back soon,” the butler said.

Carol immediately got anxious as well. “Is Tony okay? Perhaps I should go and pay the boy a visit as well. It saddens me to know that he's suffering. After all, it's Noah and Isabella's fault that this is happening.”

“It's all right, Mrs. Walker. Mrs. Clinton said you guys should just wait here instead,” the butler replied with a domineering tone.

Without a choice, Carol and her kids could only sit on the sofa and wait.

Just like that, five hours had gone by.

By then, it was already lunchtime. Surprisingly, the butler didn't prepare lunch for the guests.

Instead, he approached them politely. “Mrs. Walker, it's almost twelve. Would you guys like to head back for lunch before coming over again?”

Carol's expression changed instantly. Is this how the Clinton family treats their guests? Olivia didn't even tell me she wouldn't be around. Worse still, the butler didn't even prepare a meal for us! Are they trying to humiliate us?

The more Carol dwelled in her thoughts, the angrier she got. Right at that moment, Noah held her hand and shook his head slightly. Only then did Carol manage to regain her composure. If she were to lose her temper, her efforts over the past two years would've been wasted.

After Owen and Olivia had sat down on the sofa opposite, Olivia said gently, “The butler told me you guys have waited for us for five hours. I'm so sorry for that. It's just that Tony's condition didn't improve at all. Although the doctor said it's not a big deal, Tony has been complaining about the itch. As his grandma, I feel so heartbroken because there's nothing I could do to help. If only he didn't drink the yogurt, such a thing wouldn't have happened.”

Based on what she said, it was obvious that Olivia was holding grudges against the Walkers.

Carol shuddered for a bit when she heard that. However, she continued to act apologetic. “This is all Noah and Isabella's fault. They're not even that young anymore. They should've been more careful. I feel so bad after I heard what happened. That's why I brought them here to apologize formally.”

With that, Carol threw a glance at Noah and Isabella. “Go on then, apologize to Olivia and Owen now.”

Noah and Isabella abruptly stood up. They walked up to Olivia and bowed respectfully. “Mrs. Clinton. We're so sorry. This is all our fault. We just wanted to have a taste of the yogurt in the first place. However, we've given it to a boy in the residence when we decided not to drink it. We had no idea Tony would end up drinking it. If we knew, we wouldn't have bought it. We're very sorry.”

Olivia's expression eased up. “Noah, Isabella, I'm not an unreasonable person. I know you guys didn't mean to hurt Tony. However, he's my grandson. It hurts me to see him suffer. That's why I couldn't help but blame you guys. Please don't blame me for acting this way.”

“Mrs. Clinton, it's our fault, regardless. My brother and I won't hold it against you. Honestly, you're like a mother to me, Mrs. Clinton. I would hate myself if you end up not loving me the same way again because of this incident, Mrs. Clinton.” Isabella lowered her head apologetically.

Olivia couldn't help but sigh as she looked at her intently.

“I'm very sorry, Mrs. Clinton. I didn't mean for all of this to happen,” Isabella added with an obedient tone.

“Sit down, both of you.” Olivia pointed at the sofa and added, “Both of you are my nephew and niece, respectively. I won't be too harsh on you guys. However, I think Noah and Stephanie should stay apart from each other for a while. I don't think Stephanie is ready to be a daughter-in-law yet. She's as stubborn as a mule. I need her to better herself in the meantime. Otherwise, she wouldn't be a good daughter-in-law.”

Hearing that, Noah trembled a little. However, he calmed himself down immediately and asked politely, “Are you asking us to break up, Mrs. Clinton?”

“Don't misunderstand me, Noah. I just want the two of you to spend some time apart. Since she's so stuck in her ways, she'll only trouble you.”

“I don't mind that, Mrs. Clinton. In fact, I find Stephanie's strong-headedness personality cute. No matter what she does, she'd still be adorable in my eyes.”

Olivia's eyes flashed with a hint of anger at that.

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