Love You Enough to Leave You

Amelia gave him a sidelong glance and remarked, “Mr. Clinton, looks like we’ll never reach a compromise in this negotiation.”

Oscar forcefully turned her chin so that she was facing him. With a rare look of sincerity, he said, “As long as you stay, I’ll increase your allowance.”

Amelia flashed him a charming smile. “No.”

“Can’t you be more obedient and stop worrying me?” Oscar pinched her cheeks.

Slapping his hands away, she snuggled under the blankets and lay on the bed. Then, she evicted him out of the room. “Mr. Clinton, I’m shocked by what you did earlier. Spend the night in the guest room today. Good night.”

Oscar stared straight at her. “Move over. I’ll sleep with you.”

“I’ll go to the guest room then if you prefer to sleep here.”

Forcefully pinning her to the bed, Oscar insisted, “There’s gotta be a limit to your tantrum. Sleep now. I won’t touch you for the night. Be a good girl and sleep, okay?”

“Mr. Clinton, you changed your mind at the very last minute when you said you were going to divorce me; and now you’re forbidding me from going to Saspiuburg. Are you perhaps in love with me?” Amelia glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, asking a question that had been on her mind for a while now.

Oscar lowered his head and kissed her. It wasn’t until Amelia felt like she was running out of breath did the man release her. “Stop your wild imagination and sleep.”

A look of disappointment flashed across her eyes. If Oscar were to say that he prohibited her from going because he could not bear to part with her, she would still stay despite the risk that he might discover that she was pregnant. Unfortunately, he did not even want to make that promise to her.

Closing her eyes, she said, “Ms. Yard is coming back soon. I could move aside for the both of you if I were to go to Saspiuburg. If you insist on me staying here, it’ll be really awkward for the three of us.”

He pulled her into his arms and assured her, “I’ll settle this issue, so don’t you worry.”

“Can you tell me how you’re going to do that? Are you going to make me your ex-wife and Ms. Yard your wife? In that case, we won’t have anything to do with each other anymore. Or are you going to make me your mistress while Ms. Yard becomes your wife?” asked Amelia mockingly.

Oscar gazed at her broodingly. “Amelia, you’re crossing the line.”

Pouting, she retorted, “Mr. Clinton, you’re abusing your authority because you don’t know how to

rebuke me.”

“I know a lot of things. Do you want to test it out?”

As he spoke, he pressed his body against hers.

Naturally, she could feel the change in his body and her face clouded over. God, I thought we were having a serious discussion. How could his mind wander off to somewhere else?

She was utterly speechless.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m saying this again-I must attend the training in Saspiuburg.”

your new lover’s company shall be my first target.

use his authority to oppress her, but he had no other choice if that was what it takes to

thoughts evident through her gaze. Oscar, can you be even more despicable and shameless than

don’t blame me for using such underhanded methods. I’m a businessman, so I’ll never do anything that’ll incur losses. Just admit that you’ve lost,” persuaded Oscar as

stared at him fixedly and asked, “Mr. Clinton,

Oscar replied, “Nothing. I

leave, it’ll all boil down to Carter’s abilities to sustain his company. There

politics as well and a vast network of relationships, they don’t pale in comparison to

Scotts quite well. You’ve spent quite some effort to

indifferent, his emotions unreadable

spent so much effort founding, to even exist. If you don’t want me to give him a helping hand, don’t go to Saspiuburg. Otherwise, I’m sure Abel will be pleased to see me destroy Carter’s company. I’m not even scared of going

gaze

of me, Amelia. I’m doing

;

eyes and said faintly, “Let’s

Oscar held his tongue.

Amelia fell asleep slowly in his embrace, he gazed at her with an obsessed look. He mumbled, “You foolish woman.

drifted to

bed anymore. He peered into the bathroom, but she was nowhere

chatting with Molly.

standing upstairs. She grinned and said, “You’re awake, Mr. Clinton. Come

replied, “I’ll eat after

returned to the

Clinton, did

of milk, Amelia assured her, “Don’t worry,

call me a busybody, but Mr. Clinton has been pampered since young. It’s inevitable for him to be slightly arrogant. However, his character is

is still as delicious as always. I haven’t gotten tired of it

cook, I’ll send my daughter-in-law over. Although she’s an illiterate woman from the countryside, she’s amazing at cooking. In fact, she’s better than the chefs from

is a great chef since you yourself are one. I

tonight. Don’t worry, Mrs. Clinton. Although she’s from the countryside, she has stayed in the city for years. She’s no longer as unsophisticated as those in the countrysides, so she won’t offend you in

a bite of the bread before protesting, “Molly, I’ll be angry if you keep this up! You’ve worked for us for so many years

What you said has

Clinton. You’re a gorgeous woman with such a high status. I’m afraid that others might

Amelia laughed out loud.

make a joke?” remarked Oscar as he

stopped smiling. Placing the bread down, she did not even spare a second

wore her

yelled, “Mrs. Clinton, you barely ate anything! Are you not

I’ll be late for work if I don’t go now.” Amelia gave a casual response