Chapter 170 Will You Stop Making A Fuss

Molly wiped Amelia’s tears off gently and said in a loving voice, “Don’t cry anymore, sweetie, just come and talk to me anytime. I may be getting old, but that means I can give better advice too.”

Amelia started feeling rather embarrassed.

She sat up straight once again and asked, “I’m so sorry, Molly. That was unreasonable of me.”

Molly chuckled. “All I saw was a cute and loveable version of you. You weren’t being unreasonable at all.”

At that, Amelia giggled as well.

“Mrs. Clinton, I think you should ask Mr. Clinton to come down for breakfast before he’s late for work,” Molly said.

Amelia’s smile suddenly froze on her face. Molly noticed Amelia’s awkwardness and immediately understood. “Has Mr. Clinton already left?”

Amelia nodded, trying to act nonplussed.

However, Molly could already tell she was bothered.

“Did the two of you argue?”

Amelia almost wished they’d argued instead. But Oscar had never given Amelia a chance to argue about anything. He was always giving her almost everything she could ever ask for, and she was always just accepting it. It almost seemed like she was just someone he could buy off with money.

If only Oscar actually placed me first for once, I wouldn’t have to be so paranoid. It wasn’t even the first time that Oscar hadn’t prioritized me, so why did it hurt so much more this time around?

Maybe it was because their relationship had deepened after yesterday, and she couldn’t treat Oscar as some financial backer anymore.

“No. The company called and said there were urgent documents that he needed to sign, so he rushed off without eating. I was worried that he would get gastritis, so I guess I became a little paranoid.” Amelia randomly strung together.

Molly could tell she wasn’t telling the truth, but she simply let it be and replied, “I thought you two had an argument! If that’s the case, I can whip up a quick focaccia sandwich, and you can bring it to him later.”

Upon that, Amelia was hesitant.

went over now, she could probably anger the Yard family, which

“It’s alright. He’s working, and

work. He may not say it directly, but he really cares about you. Even when he’s not home, he

her words, Amelia cheered up a

to lie about something

mood finally

“Feeling better, Mrs. Clinton?”

nodded, a

deeply for Oscar, but she wasn’t sure if she could say the same for him. On the one hand, he had his old lover, and on the other, he had his wife

behind. If he did choose her, Mrs. Clinton, who truly loved him, would get hurt, and he’d

showing even though

took another bite at the bacon paired with some eggs and some homemade focaccia bread. It was savory with a hint of fragrance from the garlic and herbs. Pairing with the runny yolk, it tasted just like heaven. “This is delicious, Molly. You could compete with a five-star restaurant at this

incredibly happy

born into a good life. All you have to do is go out there and enjoy

don’t say that. Sometimes I start feeling like cooking is more fun than shopping, but my skills are far from

to lighten

shot him a venomous glare. “I see you

over and said, “What happened, Mrs. Yard? I

face. “If anything happens to her, I’m going to make sure

expression darkened as

Oscar, “She’s just high-strung because of Cassie, Oscar.

just

his face lined with tiredness. “I think you

looked even more agitated

said, “He can’t

everything on Oscar. Cassie chose to

I remind you that the one lying in the operating room is also your daughter? I get that you’re still caught up on Olivia, but can you get your head clear enough to care about Cassie

was his daughter in the operating room, but his wife was also trying to start a fight. He was starting to feel like his once-happy family was

provide a comfortable life for his family, but all he got in return

allowed

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