“What’s wrong with you today? Why are you so angry?” Oscar asked with knitted brows.

Amelia sniggered. “Why? Are you saying that I should greet you with a smile every day?”

Oscar marched toward Amelia, grabbed her by the shoulders, and spun her around. Looking deep into her eyes, he asked, “Tell me, why are you angry with me?”

Amelia returned his gaze absently. “Mr. Clinton, I’m just a little tired. I’m not mad at you.”

“Yes, you are,” Oscar retorted. “You’re throwing a tantrum.”

Amelia laughed bitterly as she tried to think of an excuse. “Mr. Clinton, women are generally harder to understand. I’m just feeling a little emotional right now. That’s all.”

To her relief, Oscar believed her.

deal with,” he

Amelia only nodded half-heartedly.

then. As for our divorce papers, I’ll get the lawyer to call you

a mood to ask any more

sleep in the study if it gets too late,” the man added. As he slowly turned to walk away, he suddenly felt a

she

Amelia. It melted his heart to see her looking

it?” he

whispered, fighting the dull ache in her heart.

“Seriously, what’s wrong with

Clinton, I want you to stay with me. Can’t you leave your work

his heart fluttering. “Do

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