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.”

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

did not want to use his authority to oppress her, but he had no other choice if that was what it

through her gaze. Oscar, can you be even more despicable and

never do anything that’ll incur losses. Just admit that you’ve lost,” persuaded Oscar as

fixedly and asked, “Mr. Clinton, can you tell me what exactly

her forehead, Oscar replied, “Nothing. I just want to hug you

remembering something, 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

Scotts are just as powerful as the Clintons. With distant relatives in politics as well and a vast network of relationships, they don’t pale in comparison to the Clintons at all. I’m sure Abel will not watch idly

like you know the Scotts quite well. You’ve spent quite some

his emotions unreadable

well, but do you know that Abel has always wanted his grandson to 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

gaze downward and

“Don’t be scared of me,

;

eyes and said faintly,

Oscar held his tongue.

at her with an obsessed look. He mumbled, “You foolish

drifted to

was not in bed anymore. He peered into the bathroom, but she was nowhere to be

chatting with Molly.

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

replied, “I’ll eat after I brush my

he returned to the

chuckled. “Mrs. Clinton, did you argue

a sip of milk, Amelia assured

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

faintly. “Your breakfast is still as delicious as always. I haven’t gotten tired of it even after

“Don’t worry, Mrs. Clinton. When I’m too old to cook, I’ll send my daughter-in-law over. Although she’s an

you yourself are one. I crave her food just by thinking about it,” replied Amelia with a

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

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 that I treat you as part of my family. I’ve never looked down

What you said

a gorgeous woman with such a high status. I’m

Amelia laughed out loud.

Molly make a joke?” remarked Oscar as he walked down

the bread down, she did not even spare a second glance at Oscar before saying, “Molly, I’m full. I

her bag, wore her heels and

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

I’ll be late for work if I don’t go