Love You Enough to Leave You

Love You Enough to Leave You Chapter 177

After Amelia’s accident, Oscar and Tiffany kept vigil the entire night. Weak from having given blood and utter exhaustion, Tiffany collapsed outside the intensive care unit. She, too, was admitted into a private hospital room to rest.

Oscar was thus the only forlorn figure left outside Amelia’s room.

He was already in a terrible mood. Elizabeth, however, called him incessantly, as if she was hellbent on driving him mad. Oscar had to turn off his phone to get a moment’s peace.

At around eight in the morning, Amelia began gasping for air. Her entire body convulsed with the effort to breathe. The various apparatuses in the room began beeping urgently, summoning doctors and nurses from all over. They dashed into the hospital room and Amelia was once again transported to the operating room.

Oscar leaned against the wall outside, staring intently at the door of the operating room. His emotions blazed through him like an inferno, devouring him from the inside. His heart never seemed to stop hurting. It was a torment that he knew he would never get used to.

The door of the operating room that separated him from Amelia felt solid, impassable. It was as if Amelia had already crossed over to the other side while Oscar was left behind, waiting. There was no way of knowing if she would return. There was nothing he could do to bring her back.

As Oscar waited, Gary appeared with Riley in tow.

As Gary stood before Oscar, the latter merely glanced at him before lowering his head, clutching it within his hands. Oscar looked absolutely desolate.

“Are you Amelia’s husband?” Gary asked formally. Perhaps it was because he was encountering his rival face-to-face for the first time, but the man’s tone was unusually grim.

Oscar raised his head and looked carefully at Gary, affirming that the man standing before him was not someone he knew.

“I am. Who are you?” Oscar asked.

Gary extended his hand, saying evenly, “How do you do? I’m Amelia’s friend. I heard she got into an accident and so came to visit her.”

Oscar looked at Gary warily. Ignoring the man’s outstretched hand, he replied, “We didn’t tell anyone Amelia was in an accident. How did you find out about it?”

Gary smoothly answered, “Amelia and I are friends who share a business relationship. My subordinate was supposed to discuss a contract with Amelia yesterday, and they’d agreed to meet at a café. The accident happened nearby, and my subordinate witnessed the entire incident on her way to the meeting. After some investigation, we found out that Amelia was sent to this hospital. That’s why we came to visit. We hope you won’t object to us being here.”

Oscar furrowed his brows. Wearied from the entire proceedings, however, he had neither the time nor the energy to consider the suddenness of Gary’s appearance nor respond in a suitably skeptical manner.

Gary pointed to the seat beside Oscar. “You don’t mind if I sit here, do you?”

“Go ahead,” the latter said curtly.

So, Gary sat down. Politely, he once again held out his hand towards Oscar. “I’m Gary. How should I address you? I don’t want to be rude.”

Oscar shot him a sideways glance, stiffening slightly. He was clearly unaccustomed to Gary’s forthcoming manner. However, he knew he had to be courteous to a friend of Amelia’s.

“I’m Oscar Clinton.”

You couldn’t possibly be the sole inheritor of

gave Gary

continued nonchalantly, “It’s no wonder Amelia was so in love. I can understand her infatuation now that I’ve seen who her husband is. The heir to Clinton Corporation is a legend amongst business circles. I’ve been looking for an opportunity to get to know you. Who would’ve thought it would be under

glanced at him

He tilted his head

his previous chatter had been merely to

asked with a look

stumbled upon a handhold, Oscar instantly opened up, “She’s not doing great. The doctor said she might go into a vegetative state. Even

suddenly feeling dry and hollow. He felt

room descended into an abrupt

shut. Suddenly, Tiffany emerged from around a corner. She was dragging her feet a little

little way off like a

and

to a seat, asking concernedly, “You don’t look

donated blood to Amelia yesterday and felt a little weak just now. I’ll be fine once I’ve gotten some rest. Why are you

replied honestly. “She failed to take care of Amelia, so I

her head

how superb Riley’s skills are, she wouldn’t have been able to outrun a

She’d always imagined the woman as her nemesis in

you going to thank Tiffany, Riley?”

in gratitude. “Thank you,

need for that, Riley. You did nothing wrong. There’s no need

straightened herself, her face rigid with

and she definitely won’t blame you at all. Besides, who could have anticipated this accident? That’s the nature of accidents. Nobody can see them coming. There’s no need for you to beat yourself

reassurance, Riley remained firm. “I’m very sorry nonetheless. I won’t rest until Ms. Winters has recovered. When she

knew how obstinate Riley, a few years younger than

Oscar and inquired,

his head

gripped the edge of her seat so hard that her

door of the operating room finally opened. A swarm

towards them. “Dr. Kane, how’s Amelia?” he asked

but don’t be too optimistic. It would be best for you to prepare yourself for the worst. If Mrs. Clinton can regain consciousness within forty-eight hours, there

he felt the life utterly drain

and cried out wretchedly, “Dr. Kane, what do you mean? If

may

the doctors had dispersed and left, Oscar rushed into the room and gazed sadly at Amelia. She was lying on the hospital bed with an