Ignoring Tiffany’s shouting, Oscar took Amelia by her hand to wait for the elevator. Amelia waved to Tiffany and said, “Go in, Tiff. I’ll call you once I’m home.”

Soon after, Amelia was dragged into the elevator.

Tiffany grumbled to herself, “What a tasteless man. Someday you’ll definitely be begging me on your knees.”

Inside the elevator, Amelia turned to Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, what’s with you today? It’s as if you’ve eaten gunpowder for dinner.”

He said nothing, merely staring at her indifferently.

Amelia had a hard time wrapping her head around how hot and cold Oscar was behaving. Why would he come to pick her up yet be so indifferent toward her?

“Mr. Clinton, if you’re angry that my friend was unkind to you, I can apologize on her behalf,” Amelia suggested.

He took a quick look at her. “What’s with those photographs?”

Though her heart skipped, she did a great job pretending to be ignorant. “What photographs?”

“I received a parcel at six o’clock. It was a stack of photographs. I want to hear your explanation.”

In an instant, she felt like a large cloud was hovering above her, about to unleash a flood of rain over her head. It felt ominous.

She had never expected Jennifer Larson to be this ruthless. She hadn’t even given her enough time to process before she sent the photos to Oscar Clinton.

At that moment, she truly detested Jennifer. She had no animosity toward her. They didn’t even have any relation to each other. Yet, Jennifer bore a deep grudge toward her, so much so she was planning to destroy her marriage. Amelia couldn’t understand. How did ruining her marriage benefitted Jennifer?

“Are the photographs related to me?” Amelia continued pretending.

Oscar stared at her fervently without a word.

Amelia’s heart was racing. Oscar’s silence was making her uneasy. She feared Oscar would divorce her, and Olivia, who had always doted on her, would be disappointed if she’d seen the photos.

Amelia truly hated Jennifer then. She and Carter Scott were innocent, yet they had to suffer through such injustice.

“Mr. Clinton, I didn’t even get to see those photos. Don’t you feel like you’ve gone overboard for faulting me without finding out the truth?”

“You’ll see when you’re home,” he said simply.

and so did Oscar. The car

parking spot. He pulled open his door and got out before momentarily recalling

he muttered in a rare, gentle

into a grin as she undid her seatbelt

the lead while she followed behind gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched her belly and wailed, “Mr.

around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at

panic, bending down to lift her anxiously. “I’ll take you to the

arms around his neck flirtatiously, leaning her head against his chest. “Mr. Clinton, you were ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my belly

darkened, cryptically lowering his head to look at her. “You

unabashedly. “Mr. Clinton, don’t be so cold to me. Every

weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed with anyone else other than you.

into the elevator

her down and tugged at his necktie. He then entered the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came out,

eyes, speaking in a cold voice,

remained unchanging. “It must not be good if it could make you this mad.

coldness in his eyes deepened. “At least

very self-aware.” She attempted to rouse his sympathy by blinking her

loud slam sounded from the bedroom door. Like a deflated balloon, Amelia slumped down

downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at it

envelope on the table and said, “Take a look

of which showed a man and a woman she easily recognized. It

truly ruthless! Amelia

and said, “Aren’t you gonna give

to say nothing happened between me

“No.”

photographs, I

to pinch her chin. “Amelia Winters, are you that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so

Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such

chin increased, retorting, “Do you

You definitely don’t!

of his possessiveness. Had these photographs been of Oscar and Cassie, and he had claimed

moved closer, their lips faintly brushing against each other.

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