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.
down, and so did Oscar. The car was filled with a
half an hour later, Oscar drove into the neighborhood where their condominium was and found a parking spot. He pulled open his door and got out before momentarily recalling Tiffany’s words. Amelia hadn’t lived an easy life. Even if she was heartbroken, she’d still wear a smile in front
he muttered in
her mouth forming into a grin as she undid her seatbelt
gloomily. Abruptly, she clutched her belly and wailed, “Mr. Clinton, my belly hurts! It
his head around and studied her suspiciously. Amelia looked even more pitifully at him,
panic, bending down to lift her
ignoring me earlier. My heart was hurting, so my belly did too. Now that you’re
lowering his head to
continued leaning on him unabashedly. “Mr. Clinton, don’t be so cold to me. Every time you do,
clutched onto him like a koala would a tree, whining weakly, “Mr. Clinton, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t be photographed with anyone else other than you. I shouldn’t have infuriated
he carried her into the elevator
his necktie. He then entered the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, his heart feeling exceptionally frustrated. When he came out, Amelia jumped on him once more with no fear of any consequences. She whined pitifully and coquettishly, “Mr. Clinton, I’m really wrong this time. Please forgive me for
narrowed his eyes, speaking in a
be good
coldness in his eyes deepened. “At least you
very self-aware.” She attempted to rouse his sympathy by
sounded from the bedroom door. Like a deflated
downstairs with a manila envelope in hand. Amelia looked at it listlessly.
envelope on the table
stack of photographs fell out the moment she opened it—all of which showed a man and a woman she easily recognized. It was no one else
Larson, you’re truly ruthless! Amelia cursed in
eye on her and said, “Aren’t you gonna give
faintly at him. “Mr. Clinton, if I were to say nothing happened between me and Carter Scott,
“No.”
laughed. “Looking at these photographs, I wouldn’t believe
and bent slightly, leaving only centimeters between them when he raised a hand to pinch her chin. “Amelia Winters, are you that desperate? I’ve been pleasing you so passionately. Are you still so unsatisfied in bed that you had to look for another man? Couldn’t
a moment, yet her face remained neutral. “Mr. Clinton, didn’t you already know I was such a person?” She laughed. “But these photographs I can
chin increased, retorting, “Do you think
You definitely don’t!
well aware of his possessiveness. Had these photographs been of Oscar and Cassie, and he had claimed to
lips faintly brushing against each other. The air he exhaled tickled her
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