Love You Enough to Leave You

Hurry, close your eyes and sleep.” Cassie took his head and weaved her fingers with his. “Oz, I went to Erihal years ago capriciously. I lost myself in the fun Erihal had to offer, but after one month, I missed you so much. I nearly rushed back, but Mom told me you had married someone else.” She bared her heart to him. “I was so unhappy and mad back then. You said you love me, but you married another woman swiftly after my departure. In a fit of anger, I remained in Erihal. I told myself that I’ll be fine alone. If I knew we’d miss each other for years, I would’ve returned immediately.

I still love and miss you after all these years.” Not a word came from Oscar’s lips. He had investigated Cassie’s past in Erihal. Besides frequenting bars and nightclubs, she was involved intimately with a few men. She also often held parties in her rented apartment, spending the night partying and getting wasted with a bunch of people, like there was no tomorrow. When the investigator handed him the report, he was caught by surprise. However, the report plus the photos given by Olivia confirmed one thing—he was tricked by Cassie’s innocent and kind appearance. She was, in fact, an avid partygoer who loved frequenting bars and nightclubs. Oscar was known for his crafty side in the business world.

Hence, he had not expected to be wrong about her. After finding out Cassie’s real character, he gradually drifted away from her. He couldn’t accept the fact that she was merely putting up an act in front of him. True to his word, he hired an Irushean designer to design a wedding dress for her. Nevertheless, Amelia was the one who popped up in his mind whenever he thought of the wedding proposal and the design for the dress. He couldn’t stop himself from wondering how gorgeous Amelia would look in that dress. Noticing Oscar wandering off, a flash of panic appeared in Cassie’s gaze.

She struggled to sit up but accidentally jostled her wound. Immediately, she gasped in pain. Snapping back to reality, Oscar took her arm. “What’s wrong? Did you jostle your wound?” Grabbing his shoulders, Cassie gazed at him and uttered pitifully, “Oz, don’t leave me alone. It’s not that I don’t like kids. I just want one of our own. I can’t get over the fact that you and Amelia are married, so I refuse to let her child come between us. It’s like a thorn stuck in my throat which will hurt every time I breathe.” Oscar helped her to lie down and told her, “Stop overthinking things. You just had surgery and lost your baby, so your body is still weak. You must be tired after talking for so long. Sleep now.”

her request strange, but he went to the left side of her bed and retrieved her phone for her. “Let’s take a selfie of you kissing me, Oz!” exclaimed Cassie as she clicked on the camera app. Frowning, Oscar returned, “Why are you suddenly asking to take a selfie?” “Well, our last selfie was taken years ago. I don’t think we’ve taken any new photos together. I know you love me, but you rarely get intimate with me. I just want a photo of you kissing me. Won’t

to kiss my forehead. A kiss on the forehead is more intimate than a kiss on the lips.” Oscar brushed his lips across her forehead as her camera clicked repeatedly. “Oz, can you kiss my shoulder?” Cassie’s request grew R-rated. Oscar merely stared at her silently. Pouting prettily, Cassie whined, “I want us to be more

“It’s late. Time to sleep.” “No!” she whimpered. “It’s rare for us to take these intimate photos. I want to enjoy them for a

around thirty minutes. If you’re sleepy, just go to bed. Don’t worry. I’ll stay here for the night.” Cassie inclined her head grudgingly. After Oscar

five intimate selfies from the countless selfies they took earlier and sent them to Amelia along with a text: Amelia, Oz loves me. He told me he didn’t divorce you because you’re pregnant with his child. You’re a scheming woman, huh? Never mind, I can wait for him. He’ll be mine sooner or

voice sounded from the other end of the line. “Mr. Clinton, I know you’re a loving couple with Ms. Yard and that I’m just a stand-in for her. But please, could you ask Ms. Yard to stop sending me those disgusting photos?” “What photos?” Oscar was puzzled. “Mr. Clinton, you know what the photos are. You must’ve had a good time kissing her forehead and lips, huh? You

whose screen had gone dark, and scowled. Returning to Cassie’s side, complicated emotions flashed across his eyes. He seemed troubled. On the other hand, Amelia felt her heart clenching in pain at the sight of the selfies of Oscar and Cassie. After the initial pain came a fresh swell of rage. How dare Cassie send me those