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.”

dare you to do that. Otherwise, your new lover’s company shall be my first target. Go

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

thoughts evident through her gaze. Oscar,

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,”

asked, “Mr. Clinton, can you tell me

replied, “Nothing. I

he continued, “Oh, right, here’s another reminder-if you’re gonna leave, it’ll all boil down to Carter’s abilities to sustain his company. There are not a lot of people in this city who dare

as powerful as the Clintons. With distant relatives in politics as well and a vast network of relationships, they don’t

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

indifferent, his emotions unreadable from

take over the family’s business? He never hoped for this company, which Carter has 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

cast her gaze

scared of me, Amelia.

;

eyes and

Oscar held his tongue.

an obsessed look. He mumbled, “You foolish woman. I don’t know how I feel about you, but I

drifted

He peered into the bathroom, but

chatting with Molly.

spot Oscar, who was standing upstairs. She grinned and said, “You’re

eat after I brush my

he returned

Clinton, did you argue with Mr.

of milk, Amelia assured her, “Don’t worry, Molly. We

to be slightly arrogant. However, his character is decent. Just talk

faintly. “Your breakfast is still as delicious as always. I haven’t gotten tired of it even after four years. I’ll miss your food if I don’t get to eat it

she said, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Clinton. When I’m too old to 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 those high-class restaurants! I guarantee that you’ll be impressed when

you yourself are one. I crave her food just

it, I’ll tell her to cook something and send it over 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,

protesting, “Molly, I’ll be angry if you keep this up! You’ve worked

you said

me wrong, Mrs. Clinton. You’re a gorgeous woman with such

Amelia laughed out loud.

so funny? Did Molly make a joke?” remarked Oscar as he walked

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

grabbed her bag, wore her heels

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

don’t go now.” Amelia gave a casual response before leaving the