Love You Enough to Leave You

Cassie has you to care for her and when I’m done here I actually have to get back to the company anyway. I’m really busy with work. I think you should understand that, right?” Elizabeth nodded. “If you’re busy with work, I understand and support you. If a man only knows how to flirt with women all day, I’ll really look down on him.” She paused, then changed the topic. “But Oscar, since you’ve rekindled your relationship with Cassie, I want you to treat her sincerely. I don’t want you lying to both parties. Right now she’s only known as a mistress. You used to be a couple and even grew up together. You shouldn’t lie to her no matter what.” Oscar’s expression darkened. Amelia glanced at Oscar then replied, “Mrs. Yard, Oscar and I are legally married.

Is there anything wrong with my husband accompanying me to my checkup? They were indeed a couple in the past, but don’t forget that it was Cassie who gave him up first. I’m his wife now. You’re criticizing him as if he’s some heartless traitor, but I’m sure Oscar doesn’t actually have to take responsibility for Ms. Yard. To put it bluntly, we don’t even know who’s the father of Ms. Yard’s child, right?” Elizabeth’s expression changed, although she was now less agitated. “Ms. Winters, both you and your friend are indeed from poor backgrounds.

You both speak so ignorantly, making me wonder if you’re even educated. Are you suggesting that Cassie cheated on Oscar by saying that her child is not his?” Amelia was taken aback. She really did not properly think through whatever she had just said. Oscar gently squeezed her waist before Amelia snapped out of it and composed herself. Amelia said, “I didn’t mean it that way, Mrs. Yard. But if you think that your daughter has been having an affair with another man, then I’ve nothing else to say.” Elizabeth laughed coldly. Oscar tightened his hold on Amelia’s waist.

“Mrs. Yard, our baby is getting hungry. I’ll take Amelia to get some food first. Please take care of Cassie. I’ll come back to the hospital tonight.” Elizabeth stopped him in his tracks. “Oscar, tell me the truth. Are you going to marry Cassie?” Oscar furrowed his brows. Amelia replied, “Mrs. Yard, even if you did watch Oscar grow up, do you really think it’s appropriate to say such a thing in front of his wife? If Ms. Yard is willing to be a mistress, I’ll just bear with it. But you’re really taking it a bit too far by urging him to divorce me.” However, Elizabeth only kept her eyes on Oscar.

the time being. On top of that, nothing was certain in the future. His answer was

a balance in this love triangle. Ms. Yard gave up previously then decided to interfere in our relationship again, so she inevitably became a mistress. I’m the one who has been hurt the most all this time. When it comes to giving criticisms, I think I should be the one to do it.” Although Amelia had spoken calmly and had kept on a straight face, you could hear the seriousness in her words. Elizabeth was stunned. Indeed, her daughter was the one in the wrong. Not considering

I have no idea why you think you can simply criticize Oscar like that and order me to get a divorce. I just want the best for my child and me. Am I doing anything wrong?” Amelia’s words were starting to become aggressive. The facial expressions on Mrs. Yard had changed by now. Oscar hugged Amelia possessively and said, “I’ll take Amelia to get some food first. I’ll be back at night.” Although Elizabeth still looked unhappy, she still nodded. As she watched them leave,

your management. As

she replied, “I’ve always thought you were a smart man. I didn’t expect that you would give up on your own interests just for an author. Are you sure your company’s not actually a charitable organization?” The person

“You’re a smart man indeed. As long as you give up on Tiffany, providing you with investment is not an issue. Although there’ll be less profit if we invest in publishing, our company has been testing the waters in this market for the past two years. So in response to what you just said, I agree on behalf of my company.” The

Tiffany, who had rushed through the night to finish her manuscript, was sleeping soundly in bed. Her phone rang loudly, sounding as if it were coming after her life, forcing Tiffany to drag herself out of bed. She felt around for her phone, and without looking at the screen, she answered the call. Her voice was small and sounded

says he wants to terminate your contract,” replied her editor anxiously. Tiffany was the best-selling author who she managed. Without Tiffany, her editor could be out of work. Moreover, they had been working together quite well all these years. Although Tiffany sometimes submitted her manuscripts late, she was still a very competent author compared to the others