Love You Enough to Leave You

Love You Enough To Leave You Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Ignoring Tiffany’s shouting, Oscar took Amelia by her hand to wait for the elevator. Amelia waved to Tiffany and said, “Go in, Tiff. I’ll call you once I’m home.”

Soon after, Amelia was dragged into the elevator.

Tiffany grumbled to herself, “What a tasteless man. Someday you’ll definitely be begging me on your knees.”

Inside the elevator, Amelia turned to Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, what’s with you today? It’s as if you’ve eaten gunpowder for dinner.”

He said nothing, merely staring at her indifferently.

Amelia had a hard time wrapping her head around how hot and cold Oscar was behaving. Why would he come to pick her up yet be so indifferent toward her?

“Mr. Clinton, if you’re angry that my friend was unkind to you, I can apologize on her behalf,” Amelia suggested.

He took a quick look at her. “What’s with those photographs?”

Though her heart skipped, she did a great job pretending to be ignorant. “What photographs?”

“I received a parcel at six o’clock. It was a stack of photographs. I want to hear your explanation.”

In an instant, she felt like a large cloud was hovering above her, about to unleash a flood of rain over her head. It felt ominous.

She had never expected Jennifer Larson to be this ruthless. She hadn’t even given her enough time to process before she sent the photos to Oscar Clinton.

At that moment, she truly detested Jennifer. She had no animosity toward her. They didn’t even have any relation to each other. Yet, Jennifer bore a deep grudge toward her, so much so she was planning to destroy her marriage. Amelia couldn’t understand. How did ruining her marriage benefitted Jennifer?

“Are the photographs related to me?” Amelia continued pretending.

Oscar stared at her fervently without a word.

Amelia’s heart was racing. Oscar’s silence was making her uneasy. She feared Oscar would divorce her, and Olivia, who had always doted on her, would be disappointed if she’d seen the photos.

Amelia truly hated Jennifer then. She and Carter Scott were innocent, yet they had to suffer through such injustice.

“Mr. Clinton, I didn’t even get to see those photos. Don’t you feel like you’ve gone overboard for faulting me without finding out the truth?”

“You’ll see when you’re home,” he said simply.

Oscar. The car was filled with

spot. He pulled open his door and got out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia hadn’t lived an easy life. Even if she was heartbroken, she’d still wear a smile in front of him. Hence, he

in a rare, gentle

into a grin as

gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched her belly and

her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at

down to lift her anxiously. “I’ll take you

wrapped her arms around his neck flirtatiously, leaning her head against his chest. “Mr. Clinton, you were ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my belly did

darkened, cryptically lowering his head to look at her.

cold to me. Every time you do, it hurts here.” She pointed at the

tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed with

into the elevator

glass of water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came out, Amelia jumped on him

in a cold

second, her face remained unchanging. “It must not be good if it could make you this

deepened. “At least you

attempted to rouse his sympathy by blinking her eyes excessively, feigning

and went upstairs. Shortly after, a loud slam sounded from the bedroom door. Like a deflated balloon, Amelia slumped

with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at it listlessly. “Mr. Clinton, are the photographs you mentioned

table and said,

second before reaching for the envelope. A stack

the moment she opened it-all of which showed a man and a woman she easily recognized. It was no one else other than

you’re truly ruthless! Amelia cursed in her

and said, “Aren’t you gonna give

at him. “Mr. Clinton, if I were to say nothing happened between me and Carter

“No.”

at these photographs,

chin. “Amelia Winters, are you that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so passionately. Are you still so unsatisfied in bed that you had to look for another man? Couldn’t you have been less depraved? You

ached for a moment, yet her face remained neutral. “Mr. Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such a

grip on her chin increased, retorting, “Do you think I believe

You definitely don’t!

well aware of his possessiveness. Had these photographs been of Oscar and Cassie, and he

their lips faintly brushing against each other. The air he exhaled

was the money I gave you insufficient? Was that why you were so eager to hook up with another man before you divorced me? Carter Scott may

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