Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 123,Love You Enough to Leave You

Stunned, Cassie looked up at Oscar. “Oscar?” “Cassie, I’m going to have a child in a few months’ time. If you want to be mine, you have to accept my child,” stated Oscar firmly. Cassie lowered her gaze as reluctance and hatred flashed across her eyes. After a brief silence, she raised her head weakly. “Oz, can’t you let Amelia take care of the child? I lost mine because of her. There’s no way I can treat her child as my own. I’ll make sure she receives her alimony every month.” Tamping down his irritation, Oscar flashed a grin in her direction. “You’re still weak.

Hurry, close your eyes and sleep.” Cassie took his head and weaved her fingers with his. “Oz, I went to Erihal years ago capriciously. I lost myself in the fun Erihal had to offer, but after one month, I missed you so much. I nearly rushed back, but Mom told me you had married someone else.” She bared her heart to him. “I was so unhappy and mad back then. You said you love me, but you married another woman swiftly after my departure. In a fit of anger, I remained in Erihal. I told myself that I’ll be fine alone. If I knew we’d miss each other for years, I would’ve returned immediately.

I still love and miss you after all these years.” Not a word came from Oscar’s lips. He had investigated Cassie’s past in Erihal. Besides frequenting bars and nightclubs, she was involved intimately with a few men. She also often held parties in her rented apartment, spending the night partying and getting wasted with a bunch of people, like there was no tomorrow. When the investigator handed him the report, he was caught by surprise. However, the report plus the photos given by Olivia confirmed one thing—he was tricked by Cassie’s innocent and kind appearance. She was, in fact, an avid partygoer who loved frequenting bars and nightclubs. Oscar was known for his crafty side in the business world.

Cassie’s real character, he gradually drifted away from her. He couldn’t accept the fact that she was merely putting up an act in front of him. True to his word, he hired an Irushean designer to design a wedding dress for her. Nevertheless, Amelia was the one who popped up in his mind whenever he thought of the wedding proposal

kids. I just want one of our own. I can’t get over the fact that you

you hand me my phone?” Oscar found her request strange, but he went to the left side of her bed and retrieved her phone for her. “Let’s take a selfie of you kissing me, Oz!” exclaimed Cassie as she clicked on the camera app. Frowning, Oscar returned, “Why are you suddenly asking to take a selfie?” “Well,

lips across her forehead as her camera clicked repeatedly. “Oz, can you kiss my shoulder?” Cassie’s request grew R-rated. Oscar merely stared at her silently. Pouting prettily, Cassie whined, “I want us to be more intimate. Can’t you say yes to my small request?” Oscar relented reluctantly. Cassie proceeded to take countless photos of Oscar kissing her forehead, cheek, and lips. She

bit.” Oscar knitted his brows together and replied, “It’s late. Time to sleep.” “No!” she whimpered. “It’s rare for us to take these intimate photos. I want to enjoy them for a bit longer. I can’t sleep now.” Oscar thought about it and caved in shortly after. “Okay. Stay here. I need to make a call outside,” he told her. Cassie looked up anxiously. “Why are

your freedom. I’m just afraid that you’ll leave when I wasn’t paying attention. I don’t want to stay in the hospital alone.” Oscar assured her, “I need to instruct my assistant about something regarding work. I’ll be back in around thirty minutes. If you’re sleepy, just go to bed. Don’t worry. I’ll stay here for the night.” Cassie inclined her head grudgingly. After Oscar stepped out of her ward, the anxiety on Cassie’s face disappeared without a trace. Gazing at

or later. The child in your belly will be nothing but an

quickly answered it. “Hello?” Amelia’s cool voice sounded from the other end of the line. “Mr. Clinton, I know you’re a loving couple with Ms. Yard and that I’m just a stand-in for her. But please, could you ask Ms. Yard to stop sending me those disgusting photos?” “What photos?” Oscar was puzzled. “Mr. Clinton, you know what the photos are. You must’ve had a good time kissing her forehead and lips, huh? You have

gazed at his phone, whose screen had gone dark, and scowled. Returning to Cassie’s side, complicated emotions flashed across his eyes. He seemed troubled. On the other hand, Amelia felt her heart clenching in pain at the sight of the selfies of Oscar and Cassie. After the initial pain came a fresh