As Amelia carefully blow-dried Oscar’s hair, running her hand through it, she was hit by a bout of nostalgia. After all, this was their routine in the first two years of their marriage. Sadly, such interactions had become hard to come by in the last two years.

Amelia did cherish these little, tender moments. However, she couldn’t look past the fact that Oscar had fallen for someone else. Despite her continued efforts, he just didn’t seem to care.

“Mr. Clinton, I’ve heard that men with coarse hair dote on their wives. What a lucky woman Ms. Yard would be when you marry her,” Amelia remarked.

Oscar, who had been enjoying being pampered, simply asked, “Why would you say that?”

“It was just a passing thought.” Amelia chuckled.

“Are you jealous?”

Amelia placed the hairdryer down and wrapped herself around Oscar’s neck, taking in his scent. “Do I have the right to be jealous?”

Oscar asked, lifting her

now. Even if I said

away. The coldness returned to his eyes. “I’m glad you

women have come and gone, and yet,

her a

scooted into his embrace, just like how they used to be

her on her shoulders and muttered, “Sleep now.

off to sleep very easily, but Amelia remained wide awake. She looked up at him and whispered, “As long as you still have an ounce of love for me, I will not willingly bow out of this crazy love triangle. I am clearly your wife, and yet I have to make way for this other woman who has hurt you in the past? How magnanimous

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to see you get hurt

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