Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 350 I Have Never Come To Terms With Your Departure

In the meantime, Oscar drove to Boris’ clinic from the restaurant. The clinic was well-furnished and grand. Oscar felt an urge to just run down before his car even pulled up. Rubbing his chin, he looked at himself in the mirror to check if he was cleanly shaved. “Hugo,” he called, turning to the side. “Do I look okay? Still as handsome as always?”

Hugo was speechless. He found the whole thing hilarious, as he had never seen Oscar being so unsure of himself before. He had always been confident and decisive around his men.

He felt Oscar actually looked adorable, behaving like this.

“You look dashing, Boss, but I think you’ll look even better if you gain more weight, but I’m sure Mrs. Clinton will still think you’re handsome no matter how you look,” he responded earnestly.

Oscar could not help but smile. “You really think so, Hugo?”

The man nodded.

“You look perfect, Boss. You’re a little thin but still as attractive as always,” Hugo replied, giving him a thumbs up. “You should get going now. I bet Mrs. Clinton has been waiting for some time.”

Oscar rolled his eyes at him. He was over cloud nine, so it did not matter to him that Hugo was making fun of him. In fact, he liked Hugo even more now.

After arranging his suit and tie, Oscar sat up straight before getting out of the car. “Let’s go.”

Hugo followed after him. Once they got into the clinic, they bumped into an old man in his seventies—Boris.

“Hello, I’m guessing you’re Oscar Clinton?” the doctor asked, checking the man out.

Oscar stared at him, not surprised at how the other man knew his name. After all, he figured Charles must have informed them about him knowing where Amelia was. Oscar was not afraid of Amelia running away again because she was too kind-hearted. She would not want everyone to go through the hassle of moving again because of her.

“Yes, I’m Oscar Clinton. And you are?”

“Jackman. Call me Mr. Jackman.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Jackman. I’m sure you already know the purpose of my visit. I’m here to pick up my wife. Do you think it’s a good time she goes home with me?” Oscar asked, trying hard not to sound too impatient.

from his pocket. “Mr. Clinton, Amelia has a message for you. She left with Kurt before you went to see Charles. She asked me to pass this message to you. If you

he took

she left?” he asked

can search the premise if you don’t believe me,” the old man

phone, Oscar turned

place,” he

Oscar’s word, Hugo and his men

has nothing to do with you anymore. What you’re doing now is not a display

felt wronged, he still tried

your advice, but you have no idea what had happened between the two of us. Only those who are involved know exactly how it feels. You’re not Amelia, so how would you know if she loves me or not? I know she refuses to see me because of her blindness, but to me, her blindness does not matter at all. She’s

gaze turned gentle and soft. “No wonder Amelia told me you’re one good man before she left. She said you’re a rare gem, and you deserve all the love you receive. I think I finally understand what she meant. She said that if

frown settled on Oscar’s brows as he let the words

moment, Hugo and his men

turned back toward the

you and Amelia make a perfect pair. Do tell me if both of you really end up together

will,” Oscar responded,

they had no business left at the clinic, Oscar and everyone

he did not

leaving just like this, Boss? Should I ask all the men inside to—” Oscar raised his hand, signalling Hugo

leave.” With that, Oscar

don’t we catch that old man and use him as bait? It’s obvious that Mrs. Clinton trusts him. I’m sure she

seat at the back of

“Just drive.”

no more

did everything they could and asked for help from everyone they knew just to locate Amelia, only to

up? It has only been a few hours. I doubt they can go far with Mrs. Clinton still recovering. We just need to get our hands on that old man. I

even if I were to hunt her down now.

the rearview mirror. He knew just how much Oscar had given up for

Oscar was broken. If it were any other woman,