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.

down, and so did Oscar. The car was filled with a heavy

pulled open his door and got out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia hadn’t lived an easy life. Even if she was heartbroken, she’d still wear a smile in front

he muttered in a rare, gentle

shocked, her mouth forming into a grin as she undid her seatbelt and

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

Oscar whipped his head around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at him, her voice weakening as she cried, “Mr.

Oscar began to panic, bending down to lift her anxiously.

were ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my

darkened, cryptically lowering his head to look at her. “You

“Mr. Clinton, don’t be so cold to me. Every time you do, it hurts here.” She pointed at the left side

a koala would a tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed with anyone

her into the elevator and pressed

at his necktie. He then entered the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came 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 once. Don’t be mad anymore,

narrowed his eyes, speaking in a cold voice,

unchanging. “It must not be good if it could make you this mad. Therefore, I’ll

coldness in his eyes deepened. “At least you

been very self-aware.” She attempted to rouse his sympathy

Shortly after, a loud slam sounded from the

downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at

the envelope on the table

of

Larson, you’re truly ruthless! Amelia cursed in her

a close eye on her and said, “Aren’t you gonna

Clinton, if I were to say nothing happened between me and Carter Scott, would you

“No.”

“Looking at these photographs, I wouldn’t believe

that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so passionately. Are you still so unsatisfied

a moment, yet her face remained neutral. “Mr. Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such a person?” She laughed. “But these photographs I can explain. Carter

grip on her chin increased, retorting, “Do you think I believe

You definitely don’t!

and Cassie, and he had claimed

closer, their lips faintly brushing against each other. The

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