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.

down, and so did Oscar. The car was

open his door and got out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia hadn’t lived an easy life. Even if

go,” he muttered in a

grin as she undid her

in the lead while she followed behind gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched

whipped his head around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at him, her voice

to panic, bending down to lift her anxiously. “I’ll

Clinton, you were ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my belly did too.

head to look

Clinton, don’t be so cold to me. Every time you do,

him like a koala would a tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed with anyone else

at her briefly, he carried her into the elevator and pressed their floor

water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came out, Amelia jumped on him once more with no fear of any consequences. She whined

his eyes, speaking in a cold

her face remained unchanging. “It must not be good if it could

eyes deepened. “At least

been very self-aware.” She attempted to rouse his sympathy by

and went upstairs. Shortly after, a loud slam sounded from the bedroom

Oscar came downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked

the envelope on the table and

hesitated for a second before reaching for the envelope. A

it-all of which showed a man and a woman

ruthless! Amelia cursed

close eye on her and said, “Aren’t you gonna give me an

were to say nothing happened between me and Carter Scott, would

“No.”

these photographs, I wouldn’t believe me

bent slightly, leaving only centimeters between them when he raised a hand to pinch her 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

a moment, yet her face remained neutral. “Mr. Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such a person?” She laughed. “But these photographs I

her chin increased, retorting,

You definitely don’t!

aware of his possessiveness. Had these photographs been of Oscar and Cassie, and he had claimed to be innocent,

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

not satisfy you enough, or was the money I gave you insufficient? Was that why you were so eager to hook up with

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