You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 84

Ignoring Tiffany’s shouting, Oscar took Amelia by her hand to wait for the elevator. Amelia waved to Tiffany and said, “Go in, Tiff. I’ll call you once I’m home.”

Soon after, Amelia was dragged into the elevator.

Tiffany grumbled to herself, “What a tasteless man. Someday you’ll definitely be begging me on your knees.”

Inside the elevator, Amelia turned to Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, what’s with you today? It’s as if you’ve eaten gunpowder for dinner.”

He said nothing, merely staring at her indifferently.

Amelia had a hard time wrapping her head around how hot and cold Oscar was behaving. Why would he come to pick her up yet be so indifferent toward her?

“Mr. Clinton, if you’re angry that my friend was unkind to you, I can apologize on her behalf,” Amelia suggested.

He took a quick look at her. “What’s with those photographs?”

Though her heart skipped, she did a great job pretending to be ignorant. “What photographs?”

“I received a parcel at six o’clock. It was a stack of photographs. I want to hear your explanation.”

In an instant, she felt like a large cloud was hovering above her, about to unleash a flood of rain over her head. It felt ominous.

She had never expected Jennifer Larson to be this ruthless. She hadn’t even given her enough time to process before she sent the photos to Oscar Clinton.

At that moment, she truly detested Jennifer. She had no animosity toward her. They didn’t even have any relation to each other. Yet, Jennifer bore a deep grudge toward her, so much so she was planning to destroy her marriage. Amelia couldn’t understand. How did ruining her marriage benefitted Jennifer?

“Are the photographs related to me?” Amelia continued pretending.

Oscar stared at her fervently without a word.

Amelia’s heart was racing. Oscar’s silence was making her uneasy. She feared Oscar would divorce her, and Olivia, who had always doted on her, would be disappointed if she’d seen the photos.

Amelia truly hated Jennifer then. She and Carter Scott were innocent, yet they had to suffer through such injustice.

“Mr. Clinton, I didn’t even get to see those photos. Don’t you feel like you’ve gone overboard for faulting me without finding out the truth?”

“You’ll see when you’re home,” he said simply.

did Oscar. The car was filled with a

the neighborhood where their condominium was and found a parking spot. He pulled open his door and got out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia hadn’t

muttered in a rare, gentle

grin as she undid her seatbelt and exited the

was walking in the lead while she followed behind gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched her belly and

his head around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at him, her voice weakening

then Oscar began to panic, bending down to

his chest. “Mr. Clinton, you were ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my belly did

head to look at her. “You were

Every time you

her down, she clutched onto him like a koala would a tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I

carried her into the elevator and pressed their floor before proceeding

out, Amelia jumped on him once more with no fear of any consequences. She whined pitifully and coquettishly, “Mr. Clinton, I’m really wrong this time. Please forgive me for this

narrowed his eyes, speaking in a cold voice, “You’ve

must not be good if it could make you this mad.

in his eyes deepened. “At least

self-aware.” She attempted to rouse his sympathy by blinking her

a loud slam sounded from the bedroom door.

later, Oscar came downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at it listlessly. “Mr. Clinton, are the photographs you

the table and

A stack of photographs fell out the moment she opened it—all of which

truly ruthless!

her and said, “Aren’t

down, she smiled faintly at him. “Mr. Clinton, if I were to say nothing happened between me

“No.”

these photographs,

slightly, leaving only centimeters between them when he raised a hand to pinch her chin. “Amelia Winters, are you that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so passionately. Are you still

such a person?” She laughed. “But these photographs I can explain. Carter Scott and I are

retorting, “Do you

You definitely don’t!

and Cassie, and he had claimed to

against each other. The air he exhaled tickled her

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