Love You Enough to Leave You

“Derrick Hisson, what are you trying to do?” She ruffled her hair in frustration. “Argh! What am I gonna do? Do you think you can do this to me just because women find you irresistible? You’d better not use your tricks on me! I’ll make sure you pay for it.” But regardless of how fierce she sounded, the flush on her cheeks was even more obvious. She fished for her keys and tried multiple times to get them into the hole. “Dammit! Calm down, woman! It’s all your fault, Derrick Hisson. You’re my nemesis. I’ll blame it all on you if I get into an accident today.”

Despite how tempting it was to have both love and a handsome partner, Tiffany still thought she would readily give up on both if it meant she would lose her life. She managed to get back to her neighborhood safely and parked her car. She took the elevator and went into her house calmly. But right after she got in, she went berserk and shouted at the top of her lung. “What is wrong with you? It’s just a kiss! Why do you have to keep thinking about him?” She flung herself on the couch and grabbed a pillow in her arms before rolling around. Tiffany took out her phone and made a call. “Babe, I think I might have fallen for a guy. What should I do now?” she blurted out right after the call got through.

Amelia was with Oscar when her friend poured out her heart to her, and she was shocked by her revelation. This was because Tiffany had always wanted to stay single. “What did you say?” Amelia could not believe what she just heard. “I said, I might have fallen head over heels for someone I shouldn’t fall for.” “Is he married?” That was the first thing that came to Amelia’s mind. “Hey, Babe. Do you think I’m that kind of person?” she questioned. “I’ll go over to your place in the afternoon. Make sure you cook something nice. Don’t starve your godchild.”

a friend to a man suddenly,” Amelia said regretfully. Oscar pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth. “Stop talking nonsense. Let’s go get you some new clothes later.” “Why?” Amelia lifted her gaze and asked. “Do I need a reason to buy my wife clothes?” “That sounds normal, but you’ve never gone shopping for clothes for me on your own. It’s either you ask your secretary to go on your behalf, or I go on my own. Do

back at her. She just shrugged. “Is there anything about your body that I don’t know about?” His words make her cheeks heat up in a flare. “Stop spewing nonsense,” she retorted, beating his chest. “I’m with my wife. Why do I have to get so serious?” Oscar rejoined. A blissful smile curved on Amelia’s face. Cassie might look like she had won their battle over Oscar,

her. Amelia rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah, the Oscar Clinton I know does not have thick-skinned either.” Oscar chuckled at her witty response. It seemed like he was in a very good mood. “You don’t like me being like this?” he asked, biting her earlobe this time. Amelia’s ears tickled at his touch, but the frown on her brows intensified. “Stop it! Everyone is watching!” Oscar ignored her and pulled her closer into his embrace as if

at her heartstrings. “What about you? What do you think?” she asked solemnly. “It’s indeed my honor to have a beautiful wife like you.” But unfortunately, she’s not the one your heart desires. Else you wouldn’t have asked for a divorce. Amelia’s gaze lowered at the thought. Although he said he won’t divorce me for the moment, I’m ultimately not the person in his heart. Despite me bearing his child and Cassie having a miscarriage, his heart still leans toward her. I’m nothing but a rebound. I really shouldn’t get my hopes high.

resigned smile. “Isn’t that what you like about me?” he joked. Amelia’s heart brimmed with happiness, but she quickly nudged herself back to reality. “I bet you use this trick on Ms. Yard too.

was agreeing with what she said. Amelia was annoyed. She reached for his waist, wanting to pinch him hard. He grabbed her hand and looked at her with affection. “When did you get so savage? You weren’t like this when we first met. Who taught you all this?” “Well, if you don’t like me now, you might as well just let me sign the divorce papers, Mr. Clinton,” she said, blinking her eyes triumphantly. “No other man will be

said no men will like me.” “But you’re my wife. No one has the guts to get close to you.” “Well, you’d better be on your guard. I won’t be waiting for you at the same place if you ever let me go.” Both of them knew what she really meant. Oscar just hugged her tightly in his arms and changed the topic. “Let’s go get