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Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 41

“You called me?”

Cassie nodded as she made herself look even more innocent and pitiful. “I called you, but Ms. Winters said that you were in the shower. She was the one to say that too. Oz, I don’t mean to ruin your marriage. I just love you too much. If you think that I’m a homewrecker, I’ll go back to Erihal.”

Oscar narrowed his eyes, but his gaze remained fixed on the road. “I’ll deal with Amelia, so don’t overthink it.”

Cassie mumbled, “Oz, are you mad at me?”

He shook his head and reassured, “Why would I? But you’ll have to minimize your visits to bars. It’s fine if you want to go there, but you’ll have to call me along. You’re too pretty, and I’m afraid others might do something to you.”

Cassie nodded. “Oz, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“You must have gotten a fright from that. I’ll send you home first.”

“Oz, send me to the hotel from earlier.”

“You’re not going back to Yard Manor?”

“It’s too late. I’ll only wake my parents and worry them if I go back now,” Cassie replied.

Oscar nodded in understanding and drove to the hotel instead.

After taking the elevator to the twentieth floor and sending her to the room, Oscar said, “Cassie, rest well. I’ll take a trip back first.”

Promptly, Cassie hugged him from behind and sobbed, “Oz, don’t leave me. I was nearly molested by a bunch of gangsters earlier. I’m scared. Can you stay with me?”

As she expected, Oscar relented.

He led Cassie to the couch before boiling some water. Then, he poured her a glass of hot water and placed it on the table. “Drink when it’s cooler.”

Cassie wrapped her arms around his waist and mumbled, “Oz, I was so scared just now. I was so afraid that they’ll violate me, and I won’t be able to be with you anymore. I’m so glad you came in time.”

He patted her back and consoled, “Silly, even if anything does happen, I’ll still love you like before. To me, it’s nothing. Don’t get stressed over it.”

Cassie paled, but still, she shamelessly continued, “Oz, you always said that I’m innocent, so I wanted to save myself for you. I only have one man, and that’s you. Regardless of whether we marry or not, I just want to save myself for you.”

Oscar was a man, and a man loves it when a woman saves herself for him.

Since ancient times, men were always the ones who could flirt around, but women were not allowed to do the same.

“Cassie, you’re too good. I’ll never do you wrong.”

A cunning look flashed past her eyes, but she whined, “Oz, at the end of the day, you’re still married. No matter how good or bad your relationship with Ms. Winters is, I’ll still be the mistress who’ll ruin your marriage. Those who don’t know what’s going on will say that I’m a shameless woman. That’s something I mind. If I were more sensible when I was younger, I wouldn’t have abandoned you for my future and left for Erihal. Now that I’m back, I only have myself to blame that you now have a wife.”

“You’re my woman. Who dares to talk bad about you?” Oscar whispered as his heart ached, hugging her tightly.

Cassie’s eyes turned bloodshot as she croaked, “But I’m still the third wheel of your relationship. Oz, I’ll really have nothing left if you abandon me in the future.”

Holding her tighter, Oscar coaxed, “Silly, I’ll marry you. Don’t mind Amelia’s words. I’ll deal with her soon. I won’t let her intervene in our relationship.”

Cassie leaned into his arms. “Oz, if I’m putting you in a tight spot, I’ll go back to Erihal. I’m fine staying in Erihal.”

Oscar insisted, “You’re not allowed to say you’re going to leave me anymore. I let you leave once, but I won’t let you leave again. Even if you were to go back to Erihal, I’ll go there and bring you back.”

A victorious smile crept upon Cassie’s smile as she uttered words that seemed considerate. “Oz, don’t blame Amelia for picking up my call for you. I don’t want to be the reason for you to fight with her.”

Patting her head, Oscar sighed. “You’re too kind, but I won’t let her off the hook so easily this time. If I were to come any second later, I don’t know where those gangsters would bring you to. No one will know what will happen to you.”

Cassie stared into his eyes and consoled, “Oz, I’m fine.”

“Amelia should feel glad that you’re fine, or else I’m going to kill her,” Oscar said through gritted teeth.

“Oz, don’t get mad. Ms. Winters didn’t know that something would happen to me either. I was too reckless; if I had stayed at home, this wouldn’t have happened. I wouldn’t have troubled you to come all the way here to save me. Oz, am I too difficult? I’ve been troubling you a lot,” Cassie said quietly as she stared at him with wide, distressed eyes.

Hunching over to lift her into his arms, Oscar carried her to the bed and tucked her into the blanket. Softly, he said, “Sleep. I’ll stay with you.”

Cassie gave him a sweet smile, then patted at the empty spot beside her. “Oz, it’s getting late. You should sleep too.”

Instead of rejecting her, Oscar climbed onto the bed and held her in his arms. “Sleep.”

She nodded.

Just then, his phone rang. When Oscar picked up his phone, he realized it was a call from Amelia.

Oscar instantly declined the call, and Cassie asked, “Oz, who’s that?”

With a grave look on his face, Oscar responded, “Amelia.”

Cassie gasped, “Oz, you should take the call. I’m sure Ms. Winters is worried since you came out in the middle of the night.”

Oscar simply switched off his phone and placed it on the bedside table. “Sleep.”

Burying herself in his arms, Cassie cooed, “Oz, will Ms. Winters fight with you tomorrow if you don’t pick up the call?”

He only patted the back of her hand and repeated, “Sleep. I’ll know what to do about Amelia.”

Cassie closed her eyes and mumbled under her breath, “Oz, you have to tell me if Ms. Winters gets into a fight with you. I don’t want to keep causing troubles for you.”

The next morning at eight, Cassie woke up. When she realized that Oscar had yet to wake up, she smiled and leaned down to kiss him.

Right as she was about to part his lips, he opened his eyes and stopped her. “Cassie, don’t.”

Cassie frowned as she looked at Oscar, disappointed. “Oz, you said you don’t want to touch me for now, but not even for a kiss?”

Oscar ran his fingers through her hair and answered, “Cassie, I’m scared that if I touch your lips, my body will respond to it. I don’t want to take you before marrying you.”

Cassie eagerly replied, “Oz, I’ve grown up. I want to give myself to you.”

Immediately, he turned gloomy. “Cassie, I’ll send you back to Yard Manor first. I’ll be going back home in a bit.”

It was only an excuse that Oscar did not want to have sex with her before marriage. Although he said he loved Cassie, he did not want her as much as he wanted Amelia. Every time he looked at Amelia, his mind was full of those thoughts. On the other hand, when he looked at Cassie, there was a strict line between them that forced him to stay on his side and to treat Cassie rationally.

Abruptly taking off her pajamas, Cassie lunged toward Oscar and seductively whispered, “Oz, does my body look good?”

Oscar stared at her fair skin and calmly put her pajamas back on. “The temperature is quite low in the room. Don’t catch a cold.”

Panic exploded in her mind as she grabbed Oscar’s hand. “Oz, do I not look pretty?”

Oscar gazed at her serenely. “Cassie, don’t overthink it. I just want us to have the perfect memory for our first time.”

Cassie returned his gaze woefully. “Oz, is that what you’ll do to Amelia? Will you put on her clothes calmly like this too?”

His mood darkened, and he uttered, “Cassie, you had a frightful experience last night, so I’ll pretend you never said that. Don’t say them anymore.”

“Oz, I’m sorry.” Cassie put on her gentle facade again. “I was too rash just now. I’m scared that Ms. Winters will take you away from me. She looks so beautiful and so much like me. I’m scared that you’ll project your feelings for me onto her instead. I’m really afraid.”

“All right, cease your thoughts. I’ll send you back first,” Oscar consoled, patting her back.

She nodded.

When they arrived at Yard Manor, Cassie unbuckled her safety belt and turned to Oscar. “Oz, come in for a while. My parents have been talking about you to me. They’ll be thrilled to see you.”

However, Oscar shook his head. “I’m good. There are some things I have to settle at home first.”

“All right, I’ll go in by myself then. Remember to give me a call when you reach home, okay?” Cassie replied easily as if she did not mind his words.

He nodded.

“Cassie, don’t think about it, okay? My heart is yours.”

A bright smile grew on her face, and she beamed, “Oz, stay safe on the road. Call me when you reach home.”

He nodded again.

After Cassie alighted from the car, Oscar drove straight to the Clinton residence.

Stepping into the living room, he instantly saw Amelia peeling an apple while sitting beside Olivia, his mother. Oscar had originally returned with anger burning bright in him, but when he was greeted by the sight of Amelia and his mother spending a joyful time together, his anger dissipated.

Olivia was the first to notice Oscar’s return. The moment she did, her expression turned grim. “You’re back?”

“Mom,” Oscar greeted as he walked over.

Olivia looked daggers at Oscar and uttered, “Oscar, you’re getting more and more unruly. You won’t even listen to me anymore. I know I can’t change your thoughts, but I’ll tell you now—the only daughter-in-law I’ll accept is Amelia. If you choose someone else, you can forget about calling me your mom anymore.”

Oscar gave Amelia a perplexed look. “Mom, what are you talking about? I respect you the most; why would I not heed your words?”

“You know I don’t like Cassie, but you ignored my words and went to her. Are you trying to piss me off?”

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Oscar glanced at Amelia again and Olivia added, “Why are you looking at her? You’ve been her husband for four years. Don’t you know that she’s not someone who will talk behind others’ back? I rarely intervene in your matters, but you’re still my son. I still know what you’ve done. Now that you have a wife, I hope you’ll stop flirting around and ignore the women who you should not bother yourself with.”

Oscar’s expression turned grim. “Mom, I heard Dad say that he booked two tickets to Caspardion. Enjoy your trip with him. I’ll pay for all the expenses.”

Olivia waved dismissively. “Oscar, I told you I won’t intervene in your matters, but I hope you’ll realize who actually treats you well and who’s the woman who should be the most important to you. Don’t regret it.”

Oscar was her son, and it was impossible for Olivia not to realize that he had some feelings for Amelia. She knew that he might not even notice it, and she was afraid that he would assume that his love was for the traitorous Cassie instead of Amelia, who had been with him for four years.

That is how men sometimes are. They do not cherish what they have, and they would yearn for the one who hurt them. It is because they could not get the latter, and that is why the latter seems exceptionally precious. However, once the man has spent some time with the woman who hurt him, he would realize that what he had for that woman is not love but his unwillingness to admit defeat.

“Mom, have you had your breakfast?” Oscar said instead, sitting down.

“I’m too furious to have an appetite.” It seemed like Olivia was truly angry this time, for her tone was glacial.

Amelia then handed Olivia an apple with a smile. “Mom, Oscar only went to the office for his work. You’re his mother, so he won’t say anything even if you reprimand him. However, it won’t be the same for me, who is his wife. So, Mom, please let Oscar off the hook this time for my sake.”

Her words amused Olivia, and she chuckled.

“Don’t you know that I’m trying to stand up for you?”

“Mom, you’re the best mother-in-law I’ve ever seen. For my sake, don’t be mad at Oscar anymore.”

Finally, Olivia’s mood seemed to improve.

Staring at Oscar, Olivia advised, “Oscar, I won’t stick my nose into your marriage affairs, but I hope you’ll pay attention and figure out who’s the one who treats you best. Don’t make any rash decisions only to regret them in the end.”

Oscar listened in silence and seeing that, Olivia could only sigh.

After lunch at the Clinton residence, Oscar and Amelia then went back to their apartment located in the city center. Upon entering the apartment, Oscar sat down on the couch and gazed at Amelia gloomily.

With a smile, Amelia walked over and asked, “Mr. Clinton, are you angry with me?”

His voice was low as he questioned, “Did Cassie call me yesterday?”

Instead of hiding it from him, Amelia nodded honestly. “Yes. What’s the matter? Did Ms. Yard tattletale on me?”

Oscar’s expression turned even grimmer. “I see you’re getting bolder, Amelia. Not only did you pick up my call without telling me, but you even deleted the call history. If something happened to her last night, I would never forgive you.”

The smile remained on Amelia’s face as she replied to him, “Mr. Clinton, I’d like you to find out the truth before you point fingers. Ms. Yard called last night, so I told her that you were showering and to call again after your shower. She then ended the call without saying anything else. I don’t know what else she said to you.”

Oscar’s brows knitted. “Is that really all you said?”

“Mr. Clinton, what else were you expecting me to say?”

The way Oscar kept staring at her made her panic.

“You left the Clinton residence in a rush last night. When I called you, you didn’t pick up. I hope Ms. Yard has a place in your heart, but as your legal wife, couldn’t you at least pick up my call?”

“A group of gangsters tried to take Cassie away yesterday. If I were a minute too late, she could have been…” Oscar trailed off.

The corner of Amelia’s lips curled as she mocked, “So you had been in a rush last night to save the damsel in distress. As most stories go, you must have slept with the damsel. Are you going to talk to me about the divorce next?”

“Amelia, watch your words,” Oscar huffed.

She dropped the smile and gravely said, “I’ll shut my mouth then.”

Oscar stood up to lean closer to her. Then gripping her chin, he said, “Amelia, it’s best that you know your place. Stop yearning for things that don’t belong to you. From now on, you’re not allowed to pick up Cassie’s call, and don’t you dare delete my call history. Or else…”

Amelia’s heart writhed in pain, but she still smiled. “How ruthless you are, Mr. Clinton. Regardless of everything, we’re still married for four years. Although it’s a marriage with a contract, even if you raise a pet, you’ll have feelings for it. I never thought you would be such a heartless person, Mr. Clinton. Since you’re drawing a line between us, I won’t intervene in your matters from now on. I’m feeling a little down, so I’ll be going out for a walk. I won’t be coming back tonight.”

With that said, Amelia took her bag and walked toward the main door. However, in the next second, Oscar grabbed her wrist.

“Where are you going?”

“Since it seems like you don’t want to see me around, I’ll remove myself from your line of sight,” Amelia replied without turning around.

“Come back.”

She hesitated for a moment, but still turned around and returned. She sat on the couch and folded her arms.

Still standing, Oscar looked downward at her and uttered, “Amelia, your temper is worsening. All I do is to say a few words, and you’d be throwing a tantrum.”

“How dare I feel angry at you, Mr. Clinton?”

“What is this if not anger?”

Amelia fell silent.

“Stay here and think about what you’ve done. I’ll go upstairs to take a shower first.” Oscar was about to head to the stairs, but little did he expect Amelia to speak. “Mr. Clinton, let’s get a divorce. I don’t want your terms anymore.”

At that, he halted in his tracks and turned to stare at her.

“Say that again.”

Rising to her feet, Amelia fearlessly looked at him and enunciated, “Mr. Clinton, ever since Ms. Yard came back, it’s as if you’ve changed. Although we’re married with a contract, we’re still legal husband and wife. If you can’t even believe your own wife, I don’t think there’s any need for us to stay married.”

To her surprise, Oscar stepped forward to grab her chin and snarled, “Amelia, you have no right to mention the divorce. So you want a divorce? It’s not impossible, but speak to me again when you have a hundred million. Otherwise, you have no say about when this marriage will end.”

Grinning, Amelia asked, “Mr. Clinton, you don’t love me, so why are you insisting to keep me by your side?”

Oscar sneered, “Amelia, you married me for money back then, but you’re now talking about love? Don’t you find yourself a hypocrite?”

At that, she froze as her rationality returned.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m sorry. I lost control earlier.”

This time, it was Oscar’s turn to be stunned.

Amelia walked over to sit on the couch, saying sincerely, “Mr. Clinton, I’m very sorry about picking up Ms. Yard’s call last night. I won’t pick up any calls for you nor go through your phone without your permission from now on.”

Amelia’s apologies left Oscar at a loss for what to do.

She continued, “Mr. Clinton, may I help you with anything else? I’m just a working woman, and you’re my client. I won’t dare to offend you.”

Frowning, Oscar muttered, “You’re not allowed to speak to me in such a sarcastic way.”

Amelia immediately schooled her features into a gentler look. “Mr. Clinton, I’ll take note of it. Don’t worry. I won’t let myself have hope in the future. I’ll definitely play the role you’ve given me well.”

Hearing those words of hers did not lift Oscar’s mood; instead, his mood worsened.

Amelia then stood up and walked toward him with a smile. “Mr. Clinton, I’ve already changed my methods. Are you still not satisfied?”

He took her head and said, “Cassie is back for now, but she’ll be leaving in a few days; she won’t affect your position in the Clinton family. You don’t need to worry and don’t tattletale to Mom. Mom loves you, but you can’t use her love for you as a weapon.”

Amelia calmly stated, “Mr. Clinton, you might have misunderstood the situation. I didn’t say anything to Mom. In this family, the only one who can make me feel at home is Mom. Even if I were to go against all my morals, I won’t use her. You can rest assure about that.”

It was only with that reassurance then did Oscar’s complexion lightened up.

“Mr. Clinton, if you have nothing else, I’d like to go to Tiff’s. I won’t come back tonight.”

Oscar’s expression turned dark again.

“Amelia, stop throwing a tantrum. I have limited patience.”

“Mr. Clinton, you might have misunderstood me; I’m not throwing a tantrum. Tiff’s been having nightmares recently, and she’s scared of being alone, so she’s asked me to keep her company. I wanted to tell you about it yesterday, but you went out, so I couldn’t.”

“Spend lesser time with that woman in the future. I don’t want her to change you for the worse.”

“Mr. Clinton, she’s my friend, and I hope that you can respect her instead of slandering her,” came Amelia’s earnest reply.

“I won’t do anything to her as long as she watches her mouth in front of you.”

“What are you so afraid of, Mr. Clinton? Are you afraid she’ll say that you’re still spending time with your ex even though you got a wife?”

Oscar spared her one last glance before he headed upstairs.

Staring at his retreating figure, Amelia sighed. I was acting too rashly today. If this continues, Oscar and I will have a falling out one day.

She then spent some time sitting on the couch before finally going upstairs. Although she did not see any signs of him in the bedroom, she heard the sounds of running water coming from the bathroom. Walking over to twist the knob, she realized the door was unlocked. The moment she entered, she saw Oscar standing under the showerhead, letting the water run down his body.

Greedily taking in his perfect body shape, Amelia tiptoed in and hugged him from behind. She whispered, “Darling, are you angry?”

Not turning around, Oscar turned off the faucet and asked, “Why did you come in?”

Hugging him tighter, Amelia whispered seductively, “Darling, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have talked back to you. All I had was a woman’s natural possessiveness. I know you love Ms. Yard, but I was the one who accompanied you through happy and sad times. For a woman to suddenly appear and steal all your attention away from me, I’d definitely feel upset. This has nothing to do with love. I’m just upset, that’s all. So don’t be angry at me anymore, okay?”

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Oscar turned around to examine Amelia’s now wet body, her dress clinging to her skin, highlighting her figure. His pupils dilated and he let out a low growl. He could feel the blood rushing to his nether regions.

Amelia noticed the change in his eyes. She smiled confidently and said, “Darling, you may not like me as a person, but you can’t seem to resist my body.”

Oscar took her in his arms and kissed her, pinning her against the wall. As their bodies meld into one, the pair then let their desires get the better of them.

An hour later, Oscar carried Amelia out of the shower and placed her gently onto the bed. He looked at her uncovered protruding belly and frowned. “Amelia, let’s go to the hospital.”

Amelia, who was already dozing off, was awakened by Oscar’s words. She looked at him. “Darling, what do you mean?”

“Why does your belly seem to be getting bigger? We should go get it checked.” Oscar was not stupid. He had been suspicious of her growing belly.

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She smiled at him seductively. “Are you suspecting that I’m with child, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar nodded.

“If I am really pregnant, will you insist on an abortion?”

Oscar hesitated. As Amelia’s heart began to sink, he replied, “You can give birth to the child, but if we do get a divorce in the future, the child stays with the Clintons.”

Amelia was taken aback. She smiled and said, “If I give birth to a son for your family, do I get more benefits when we get a divorce?”

Oscar said, “If you give birth to a son, I’ll give you an extra ten million when we get divorced. It will be your compensation for severing all ties with the child.”

Amelia was unfazed. She simply walked over to the cupboard, put on a dress, and went back to the bed. She looked at Oscar and smiled. “Mr. Clinton, you’ve always been generous to your women. I’m heartened and thankful that you’re still willing to treat your possible ex-wife so well. It’s a pity that I’m really not pregnant. But if you’re really worried, we can go to the hospital.”

Oscar still had his doubts. “Are you really not pregnant?”

“If you don’t believe me, we can just get it checked to quell your suspicions.”

Oscar shook his head. “I’ll take your word for it.”

Amelia laughed. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading over to Tiff’s and may not be back tonight.”

Amelia pecked him on the cheek. “Bye, Mr. Clinton. I’ve satisfied your needs, so don’t miss me too much tonight. Well, if you can’t take it, feel free to meet Ms. Yard, although I just have one condition. Please don’t bring her back here. I don’t want the smell of other women in our house.”

Oscar grabbed her as she was about to leave. “Are you really not coming back tonight?”

She shook her head. “Be a good boy and don’t miss me too much.”

She then freed herself from his grasp and drove straight to Tiffany’s place.

Over at Tiffany’s, Amelia made herself at home and got herself a drink from the fridge. She barely took a sip when the drink was taken away.

Amelia looked at Tiffany strangely. “What’s wrong, Tiff?”

Tiffany handed her a glass of warm milk. “You’re pregnant, drink this instead. You shouldn’t be drinking cold drinks anymore.”

Amelia took the cup and sat on the couch, looking troubled.

Tiffany sat beside her. “What’s the matter?”

Amelia took a sip of the milk then replied softly, “The Clintons are suspecting that I’m pregnant.”

Tiffany was not surprised. She replied calmly, “You’re almost five months pregnant and your belly is already showing. Even though your skinny frame makes it less obvious, only a fool can’t tell that you’re pregnant. The fact that the Clintons haven’t actually brought you to the hospital yet shows how much they trust you.”

Amelia fell silent. Of course, she knew that.

Tiffany continued, “You won’t be able to hide your belly anymore in another month. When the time comes, you’ll only have two choices. You can either give birth to the child, wait for the divorce and lose custody of the child, or you can go for an abortion. You won’t like the outcome no matter what. Just make a choice now. You’ve been talking about the divorce for the past two months but nothing has happened until now.”

Amelia was equally distraught. She said, “It was Oscar who brought up the divorce back then, but now he’s the one saying he doesn’t want a divorce anymore. We’ve been married for four years but I still don’t know what’s on his mind. His way of thinking is really strange, even I can’t figure him out.”

“What do you think then?”

“As long as he actually has feelings for me, I’m willing to do anything to deal with Cassie. Unfortunately… I think it’s not worth it to change myself for a man who doesn’t love me back.”

Tiffany moved closer. “So, what then?”

Amelia shook her head helplessly. “I don’t know.”

“What do the Clintons have to say?”

“Mrs. Clinton has already suspected that I’m pregnant. As someone with experience, she definitely can tell; she just chose to trust my lie. Out of everyone in the Clinton family, she treats me the best. If I could, I would never lie to her. It’s such a pity…”

Tiffany asked, “Amelia, have you become soft-hearted?”

Amelia smiled bitterly. “Now that I’ve experienced maternal love from the Clintons for four years, I couldn’t really bear to leave them. Unfortunately, Oscar still hasn’t opened his heart to me. Instead of seeing me for who I am, he simply regards me as a gold-digger and thinks that any issue can be resolved with money. It’s pretty upsetting sometimes.”

Tiffany poked her in the forehead. “Being together with Oscar has really lowered your IQ. He is determined to divorce you. Do you seriously want to abort my godchild or give them to the Clintons without being able to see them ever again?”

Amelia glanced at her and kept a straight face. She then changed the topic. “Tiff, do you know why I chose to work in Carter’s company?”

Tiffany gave her a strange look. Amelia continued, “Newcomers in his company will have to go to Saspiuburg for eight months of training. Aside from being able to call home, employees are prohibited from meeting their friends and family until after the eight months.”

Tiffany frowned. “That’s really twisted.”

Amelia nodded in reply.

Tiffany continued, “Carter’s indeed twisted. No wonder his company’s rules are so messed up.”

Amelia was distressed. That was clearly not the main point.

Tiffany sneered at Carter then got back to her point. “Are you saying that you plan to take advantage of this training period to give birth at Saspiuburg?”

Amelia nodded.

Tiffany looked at her in admiration. “Not bad, Babe. I thought you’d been so blinded by your love for Oscar that you lost your brains. I didn’t expect that you already had everything planned out. I applaud you. I was right to make friends with you after all.”

Amelia smiled helplessly. “Don’t flatter me like that. I’m no strategist. If I were that smart, I would never have given my heart to a man who doesn’t love me back.”

Tiffany snorted, “That’s not a big issue. Just go get your heart back.”

Amelia hugged a cushion and said, “Tiff, if my heart was so easy to get back, I wouldn’t be here acting like an idiot right now, thinking that having his child would be enough to make him mine.”

Tiffany looked at her and hesitated. She said, “Amelia, what do you mean by this?”

“I mean that I once thought of using my child and Olivia’s support to make Oscar stay by my side. But after thinking about it again, I realized that I’m pretty good-looking, so why force myself to endure such a tiring thing?”

Tiffany glanced at Amelia. “When are you going to Saspiuburg?”

“Carter told me that as long as I report to work tomorrow, I’ll be employed right away and I’ll be heading to Saspiuburg in five days.”

“That soon?”

Amelia hugged the cushion tighter. “Yeah, but I requested for that. According to normal procedures, the others would have to do a three-month internship before they get assessed on their design skills and become full-time employees. Only after another month of work will they then go over to Saspiuburg for the training. I managed to get this job because of my connections, so Carter has allowed me to skip the internship and begin full-time immediately.”

“He’s finally doing something good with the power that he has. But this is okay too. You can avoid the Clintons finding out about your pregnancy while trying to let go of your feelings for Oscar.”

Amelia replied with a smile, “Tiff, don’t worry about me. I love Oscar, but not to the point that I don’t know what I’m doing. I still know what’s best for myself. I’m not sure why Oscar suddenly doesn’t want a divorce, but I won’t let him harm my child.”

Tiffany nodded. Her eyes widened as she stared at Amelia. Confused, Amelia asked, “Tiff, what’s with that look?”

Tiffany laughed. “I’ll go to Saspiuburg with you.”

“I’m going to work. Why are you going there?”

Tiffany replied defiantly, “I’m going there to take care of you, of course. Don’t forget that I’m the child’s godmother. Godmothers are mothers too, so I have a duty to take care of my child.”

Amelia did not know what to do with her.

“Tiff, stop joking around. Didn’t your editor pressure you to submit your manuscript just a few days ago? Are you sure your editor won’t chase after you if you follow me to Saspiuburg just like that?”

Tiffany suddenly pulled her hair and lay down on the couch.

Amelia got a shock. “Tiff, what are you doing?”

“Babe, I was trying to avoid thinking about it. Why did you have to bring it up?”

Amelia laughed. “Out of ideas again?”

Tiffany thrashed around in annoyance, looking like a mess after she composed herself.

“Babe, you don’t understand. I’m stuck at the ending of the fantasy novel I’m writing now. I don’t know if I should make it a happy ending or a sad ending. I want to write a sad ending but I have a feeling that my readers will kick up a fuss if I give them another sad ending.”

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“Babe, do you know every word written by a great novelist comes from deep within his or her soul? I will be devastated if my novel is ruined because of a badly written finale. I cannot allow that!” Tiffany mourned in despair, hands clasping her head.

Bemused, Amelia asked, “Is it that bad?”

“How could you ask such a dumb question? I thought you knew me best,” grumbled Tiffany.

“Let me read the manuscript of your latest fantasy novel. I will give you some feedback,” Amelia offered.

Tiffany’s eyes lit up immediately. She snapped her fingers and exclaimed, “Babe, you are the best!”

Amelia read through Tiffany’s manuscript. She could see that the latter had a natural flair for writing. The novel was well crafted, with a captivating plot. It was no surprise that her books were always snapped up once they hit the stores, allowing her to become a best-selling author.

“Tiff, I think this fantasy novel is amazing! However, as a reader, I would prefer a happy ending. All your previous novels had sad endings. Readers may get tired of that. Moreover, the male and female leads went through so much together. Your readers and I will protest if you let the female lead be annihilated. I demand a happy ending for this novel. Otherwise, you’re annihilating our decades of friendship as well!” Amelia threatened.

“Babe, is that threat necessary? It’s just a novel’s ending. Well, since you’ve asked for a happy ending, you’ll get a happy ending,” Tiffany promised.

Satisfied, Amelia nodded and leaned back lazily on the couch. “Tiff, I’m spending the night with you and I will head to the office from here tomorrow morning.”

“Why, welcome home, Babe. This is your home too. You can stay here anytime you want,” Tiffany said.

The two gals spent the night chatting in bed till midnight before nodding off. On the other hand, Oscar found himself alone in bed and was having trouble falling asleep. He took out his phone and started writing: Woman, where are you? Do come back soon. I need to talk to you.

Yet upon consideration, he deleted the message without sending it.

It was then his phone rang. He looked at his phone excitedly but seeing the caller ID, his smile faded. Composing himself, he answered the call. “Hello, Cassie.”

“Oz, did I wake you?” Cassie’s soft voice was heard from the other end of the line.

“No issue. For you, anytime,” Oscar assured her.

Cassie was elated to hear that. “Oz, you are the best! I hope Ms. Winters is not woken up by my call at this hour.”

“She’s not in today. I’m here by myself, so no worries,” Oscar reassured gently.

That was followed by prolonged silence.

“Cassie, are you still there?” Oscar was baffled that she suddenly went silent over the line.

“Yes, I’m here.” Cassie finally spoke again. “Since Ms. Winters is not in, can I go visit you? I’m a little scared of being alone in the hotel. I wish you’re here with me.”

Oscar cast aside that proposal and offered to go over to her place instead.

“Oz, you haven’t invited me to your place since I came back. You kept saying you love me, yet you’re reluctant to let me visit you at home,” Cassie whined in an aggrieved tone.

Oscar kept to his stance and repeated his question, ”Where are you, Cassie? I will go over to you.”

“Oz, Ms. Winters is not home. It’s the perfect opportunity for me to tour your new home. Or maybe you never wanted me to visit you in the first place…” Cassie wilfully pushed for it.

Oscar frowned a little but kept his cool and cajoled her, “Cassie, be a good girl. Tell me where you are and I will go over to you.”

Cassie stubbornly wanted her way. “Oz, I insist on visiting you at your home. If you love me, then don’t give me any more excuses. It’s either I go over tonight or I’ll head back to Erihal immediately. Who cares about being Mrs. Clinton.”

Oscar’s face fell. He loved Cassie and was an indulgent lover. However, there was a limit to how much he could tolerate unreasonable demands. Cross that line and he would not hesitate to rein her in.

“Cassie, you have crossed the line,” Oscar said sullenly.

After a bout of silence, Cassie asked, “You don’t love me anymore, do you?”

Oscar softened his voice and comforted her, “That is not true. Let me know where you are and I will be there.”

Cassie persisted, “Oz, all I wanted is to take a look at your house. You have always acceded to all my requests in the past.”

“Cassie, stop this nonsense. Tell me where you are, now,” Oscar said impatiently.

“No, Oz. You don’t love me. You have never loved me. If you do, you will not reject my simple request to visit you at home repeatedly,” Cassie cried. “I had a bright future in Erihal but I gave it all up to come back to you. Between music and you, I chose you. And this is how you repay my sacrifices!”

Oscar tensed up and clenched his phone. He disliked unreasonable women. If not for his love for Cassie, he would have hung up on her. “Cassie, you know my feelings for you. But if you insist on being wilful, then I can only choose to let you go back to Erihal. Four years ago, you did not spare a thought for me and left me on the eve of our wedding. I took it as a sign that it was all over between us.”

Noticing her silence, he continued, “It’s getting late. Do have an early rest. We’ll chat again when you are more rational after a good sleep.”

Cassie panicked. “Hang on, Oz! I know I was being wilful. I am just so jealous that Ms. Winters gets to sleep by your side while I have to stay in a hotel. I had a few drinks and jealousy got the better of me. Please… could you keep me company? I am staying at Hotel Van Hutton.”

Her confession melted Oscar’s heart. He truly loved her. Even if that love had somewhat diminished with time, she still had a special place in his heart. He could not bear to disappoint her.

Oscar drove to Hotel Van Hutton. Her room was on the twenty-first floor. The door opened immediately after he rang the bell. Cassie, dressed in a bathrobe, flung herself into his arms. “Oz, you are not angry anymore, are you?”

Oscar was amazingly collected. He lumbered into the room with Cassie still clung to him. He closed the door, held her slightly apart, and said, “The AC is set so low. You should have put on thicker clothes lest you catch a cold.”

“Oz, you were so harsh over the phone. I was terrified! I was so afraid you would leave me because of my wilfulness. Thank goodness you came,” Cassie cried out in anguish.

Oscar saw her half-exposed shoulder and persuaded, “Go get dressed before you catch a cold.”

Cassie obediently got dressed, looking sweet in a pink dress. She took a bottle of 1982 vintage wine and two glasses and walked toward Oscar. “Mind having a drink with me?”

Oscar was about to take the wine from her hand but Cassie cheekily hid it. She smiled flirtatiously. “Oz, why don’t you take a shower first? I want to set up a cozy ambience for us.”

Oscar was unmoved by the sight of a blushing ever-gorgeous Cassie. Surprisingly, he was even a little upset, feeling that the latter was disgracing herself. The irony that he was not aroused by the seduction of his beautiful lover had not hit home yet.

He stood up, took the wine, and said, “Cassie, be a good girl. You should not be drinking at this late hour. Rest early. I will stay here with you while you sleep.”

Cassie was dumbfounded. She had set aside her dignity to seduce him, but what made it worse was his disinterest. That has to be the biggest insult to a woman.

“Oz, you rejected my request to visit your place. Now, you won’t even have a drink with me. Do you really love me?” Cassie tearfully asked, deeply hurt.

Cassie believed that a man would always be attracted to a submissive woman who idolized him. That would bring out a man’s protective nature and in return, the woman would be pampered. She knew how to act that part and was good at it.

Oscar put the wine down and hugged Cassie. “You got it wrong, Cassie. I meant well. It’s late and I want you to get your beauty sleep.”

Cassie buried her face in his chest and softly requested, “Oz, just one drink with me and I will go to bed after that, okay?”

Oscar nodded and agreed.

“Then go get a shower while I do the candlelight setting.” Cassie pulled away from Oscar and playfully pushed him into the bathroom. “Have a nice shower. I have a big surprise for you later.” She smiled sweetly at him.

Oscar reluctantly but duly took a shower. When he came out of the bathroom, he found the room bathed in warm flickering candlelights. Cassie, looking even more stunning in this light, walked toward him demurely. “Oz, do you find me beautiful? Let’s make this our wedding night.”

Oscar took a glance at her and nonchalantly said, “Cassie, stop your nonsense. Finish your drink and go to bed. No more mischief from you.”

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Cassie’s head drooped and there was a flash in her eyes. When she looked back up, she was back to her innocent, bubbly self.

“Oz, come sit with me. Don’t worry. I’m not going to harm you. Even if something should happen, isn’t it always the woman who’s at a disadvantage? I’m not even afraid, so why should you be?” Cassie sat Oscar down and brought him his glass of wine. “Go ahead and try it. Let me know if you like the taste.”

With a practiced hand, Oscar swirled his wine to release its aromas. He then brought the glass to his lips and took a sip, savoring it slowly. “This wine is good. It’s full-bodied and rich.”

Cassie laughed. “Good, good. You should drink more then.”

The two of them continued to chat and drink through the night. Even though he could usually hold his liquor, Oscar was starting to feel the buzz from the wine. He tried to stand up, only to fall back into his chair.

Concerned, Cassie made her way toward him. “Are you drunk? Let me take you to the bed.”

Oscar wanted to swat her away but found himself too weak to do anything. He gave in and let Cassie lead him to bed. As she reached out to remove his clothes, he suddenly grabbed her hands. “Oz, you’re drunk. I’m taking your clothes off so you can sleep more comfortably,” she said softly.

Oscar stared at her with glassy eyes.

A sly smile lit up Cassie’s face. “I’ll make you feel even more comfortable in a while. After tonight, I will officially be your woman.”

She reached up to caress Oscar’s face. “Don’t blame me for setting you up, Oz. I was just so afraid of losing you to Amelia. You keep telling me you love me, but you refuse to be intimate with me. You left me no choice but to do things my way. Once this night is over, you’re mine forever.”

Oscar was still staring at her in his drunken state when he suddenly muttered, “Amelia.”

This came like a bolt from the blue and Cassie froze.

“You keep saying you no longer love her, but even in this drunken and drugged state, you’re still calling out her name.” Cassie felt her rage boiling over and started tearing at Oscar’s clothes. “I was going to drug you further, but I held back for fear of side effects. How could you still call out her name? Do you know how much this hurts me?”

Oscar continued muttering, “Amelia, you’re home? Let’s go to bed then.” He was about to sit up and pull Cassie into bed, but he couldn’t muster an ounce of energy to do so.

“Amelia, what’s wrong with me?” he asked quizzically.

Cassie gathered all her strength to remove Oscar’s clothes before stripping herself down. As she straddled him, Oscar pushed her away in frustration. “Go away. You stink.”

Cassie was ashamed, embarrassed, and angry. She had people fawning over her since she was a child and never had she ever been shamed like this. And to be humiliated by the man who claimed to love her? This made Cassie even more furious.

She grabbed his face and gave a sultry whisper, “What’s the matter, Oz? Don’t be such a grump. Let’s go to bed.”

Oscar snored away, dead to the world.

Cassie’s face turned dark. She was not at all amused.

“Oscar Clinton, you keep saying you love me, and yet you’ve been humiliating me. The more you push me away, the more I want to become yours. Mark my words. I’ll make sure I’m the only woman in your life from now on.”

Cassie was about to lean down and plant a kiss on Oscar’s lips when he suddenly muttered, “Amelia, I don’t want a divorce. I think I’m in love with you.” He even had on such a dopey smile as he said that, a stark contrast from the cool, authoritative demeanor he always had.

Cassie was seething. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “Oz, I’ll make you fall in love with me again.”

She got off the bed and took out a packet of human blood from the wardrobe. It was one that she had purchased from the hospital. She tore a small opening and dripped a few drops onto the bed.

She dumped the remaining blood into the toilet and flushed it away.

Cassie then got back into bed and calmly lay on Oscar. “I hope you dream of me tonight.”

The next day, Oscar woke up to see Cassie still asleep and snuggled against his chest. He saw that they were both naked and guessed as much as to what they might have done. What he didn’t understand was why he couldn’t remember anything about getting intimate with her.

He hated this feeling. He was even a little disgusted by it. Oscar wondered if Cassie had set him up but promptly ruled that out. She was far too innocent to be this scheming. This was all probably just a misunderstanding.

Oscar was still contemplating it when Cassie stirred. She met his gaze with red, puffy eyes. “Oz, you got so drunk last night you forced me into bed. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t snap you out of it. You’ve promised me you wouldn’t hurt me, and yet you were so rough last night. I cried and tried to stop you but you just wouldn’t listen.”

Having said that, she broke into tears.

Oscar frowned but still hugged her gently. “Now, now, don’t cry. It was my fault that I got stupid drunk and did what I did. I promise I’ll take full responsibility.”

Cassie leaned into his chest. “You were really rough with me last night and it hurt. I won’t blame you though. I already knew I was going to save myself for you ever since we started dating. You wanted to wait till we got married and I was fine with that too. Now that you’ve taken my virginity, I’m officially yours. You can’t let me down now.”

Oscar’s gaze shifted to the drops of blood left on the bed and felt a surge of pity toward Cassie. “Don’t worry,” he said softly. “I’ll take responsibility for this. You’re now my woman, and I won’t let anyone bully you.”

Cassie gave a quick, self-satisfied smile. “I won’t force you to divorce either, Oz. But the way you were last night… There wasn’t any protection used. What if you got me pregnant? I don’t want my baby to be an illegitimate child.”

Oscar had a mix of emotions swirling inside him now. To be honest, he had always dreaded the prospect of marrying Cassie. He was aware of how often he professed his love for her but getting married was a whole other deal. He would usually suppress these thoughts and emotions, but now they were boiling over.

He had been in the business world for so long. The fact that he could bring their family business to even greater heights just showed how clever and capable he was. Yet now he had to convince himself that he loved Cassie? Had Cassie tricked him? Had he lost to her?

“Oz? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you disgusted by me now and regret your promise to marry me? You know I’m not that kind of woman, right? If you really don’t wish to marry me, I won’t force you either. We’ll cut all ties, and I’ll go back to Erihal. Even if I do have your child, I’ll raise him myself.”

Before the teary-eyed Cassie could leave the bed, Oscar stopped her and hugged her tight. “You’ve misunderstood me, Cassie. I was just thinking about stuff earlier. I’ll make good on my promise to get the divorce and marry you. You’re the woman I’ve always longed for, and I won’t ever let you down again.”

“I’m so relieved to hear that,” Cassie replied gently. “Why don’t you take a shower before going to work? I have to meet my team too. There might be a recital to attend tonight.”

Oscar nodded. “This is your first time with a man. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, don’t hesitate to tell me, okay?”

“Oz, I know.”

When Oscar had gotten into the bathroom, Cassie picked up his phone and dialed Amelia’s number. Once the call got through, she said gleefully, “Ms. Winters, it’s me. I’m pregnant with Oscar’s child, so if you’re smart about it, I suggest you quickly get the divorce done. You don’t want to humiliate yourself now, do you?”

On the other end of the call, Amelia was cool as a cucumber. “Are you with him now?”

“How else would I be using his phone? He called me over to your house last night after you left. It may not be as grand as the Clinton residence, but it’s still got a nice, homely touch to it. I quite like it, to be honest. Oh, I just can’t wait to live there with Oscar and our child! We’ll be so happy together!”

Cassie was so good at putting on that saccharine voice of hers, but Amelia remained cool as ever.

“Ms. Yard, are you done? If there’s nothing else, I’ll be hanging up now. I’ve still got work to do. I don’t have time for your nonsense.”

With that, Amelia ended the call.

Cassie grinned at the phone smugly. “Amelia Winters, let’s see how long you can put on this brave front. Oz is mine! You’re merely a substitute, so scram as far as you can.”

The new lover laughs, while the old lover weeps.

Amelia, who was already at work, was still clutching her phone tightly. She was so crestfallen and distracted that she didn’t even realize Carter was now standing in front of her.

Carter sat her down on the couch and asked gently, “Amelia, are you okay?”

She snapped back to reality and forced a smile. “I’m fine.”

Carter always had such a pleasant smile. He was a true gentleman and Amelia felt comfortable around him.

“Amelia, we’ve been friends for so long. You can confide in me if you don’t mind.”

She shook her head. “It’s fine, Mr. Scott. It’s office hours now, and I’d prefer to keep my personal and professional life separate.”

“Don’t worry. Have you forgotten that I’m the boss? I can do whatever I like. No one can stop me.” Carter chuckled.

Amelia retorted, “All the more you should be leading by example. How else can you expect the company to have faith in you? If there’s nothing else, I’d like to get back to work now.”

As she prepared to leave, Carter grabbed her hand. “You don’t look so well though. Why don’t you stay for a bit and let me make you some tea? You can get back to work once you’re feeling better. I can’t possibly let people think I’m overworking the newcomer.”

Amelia couldn’t help but break into a smile. “Mr. Scott, you’re always such a joker.”

Carter made a cup of warm tea and brought it to her. “This is my office, Amelia. You don’t have to be so formal. Please, call me Carter.”

Amelia accepted the tea from him with a polite smile. “There are still company rules and etiquette to follow. I can’t let there be rumors about the newcomer getting special treatment from the boss. It’s bad enough that they know I got this job through personal connections. Imagine how much more pissed off they’d be if I acted all arrogant around here.”

After all, being in the workforce means having to take extra caution with every word you say and every step you take.

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in order to defeat one’s opponents and reach the coveted spot.

After chatting for a while, Carter stood up. “Come on, I’ll introduce you to your colleagues. Get to know them now so it’ll be easier to ask them for help in the future. I’ll get your training in Saspiuburg planned as soon as possible. I’ll also rent an apartment there so you can get enough rest, especially now that you’re pregnant.”

Amelia was thoroughly moved. “Thank you, Mr. Scott. I’m truly grateful for all your help. I’ll definitely return this favor once my baby is born.”

“Oh, come on now. We’re friends, aren’t we? There’s no need to return favors. But if you really want to show your appreciation, perhaps you could let me be your child’s godfather?”

“It’s not enough to rely on our parents in this day and age; we’d also need godparents. My child is so fortunate to have you already asking to be his godfather. With your generosity and support, I’m sure he’d be more than set for life,” Amelia teased.

Carter gazed longingly at Amelia, mesmerized by her smile. “Amelia, if you do get that divorce, will you give me a chance to stay by your side?”

Amelia was stunned silent.

Carter held her hand. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time now. You have no idea how happy I was when you came to me in your moment of need, even though I knew you were married. But when you said you wanted to attend the training in Saspiuburg despite being pregnant, I guessed things between you and your husband weren’t as rosy as I thought they would be. I really hope to be given a chance if you do get that divorce,” he said sincerely.

Amelia pulled her hand back in shock. “Mr. Scott, may I remind you that we’re at work. I don’t think it’s appropriate to talk about this here. If there’s nothing else, I’d like to go back to work now.”

Without any hesitation, Carter grabbed her arm again. “Please, Amelia, don’t be scared. I really love you. I’ve felt like that since the first time I laid eyes on you. Even after you got married, I still couldn’t get you out of my mind. And please, as long as you agree to be with me, I promise to care for your child as my own.”

“You’re my friend, Mr. Scott, and I appreciate your kindness.” Amelia turned and stared coldly at him. “However, I’m still married. I hope our relationship can maintain its status quo. But if you don’t think we can remain as friends, I’ll have to resign and cut all ties with you.”

Seeing the indignant look plastered on Amelia’s face, Carter sighed deeply. “I’m very sorry, Amelia. I was too impulsive. Please don’t be mad at me.”

“You’ve helped me a lot, and I’m really grateful to have you as a friend. You’re handsome, rich, and capable; surely there are scores of women lining up to date you. I’ll take what you said earlier as another one of your jokes. No matter what the outcome of my marriage may be, as long as I’m still legally married, I will not think of other men. Just so you know, I do cherish this marriage very much. I’ll do whatever it takes to get my husband back.”

Carter saw the fire in her eyes as she said that, and it hurt him deeply. “Even if you knew he had another woman outside, you’d still turn a blind eye to that?”

Amelia shot daggers at him. “You investigated me?”

“No, it wasn’t that. I just wanted to find out how you were doing,” Carter pleaded. “I never thought you’d marry the heir to the Clinton Corporations. It’s not easy for any woman to marry into a family as powerful as the Clintons. I was concerned about you, so I investigated Oscar Clinton. It was only then I realized he was having an affair with the daughter of the Yard family. But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“Thank you for your concern, Mr. Scott. But you don’t have to worry about my family matters.”

“Have I pissed you off?”

“If you were to find out that someone had investigated you and dug out everything about your family, wouldn’t you be mad too?”

“I’m sorry! I meant no harm. I just wanted to make sure you were happy,” Carter apologized profusely.

Amelia sighed, calming herself down. “I may also have been too harsh toward you. I’m sorry, Mr. Scott.”

“Does that mean we’re even?”

Amelia nodded and smiled.

Carter led Amelia out and introduced her to his other employees. Even though his company was relatively new, they’d experienced impressive growth. They had almost fifty employees to date, all of whom were talented in their own rights. Some had graduated from Ivy League schools, others had studied abroad, and some even had design awards under their belt.

Just this month alone, besides Amelia, they’d also hired four other employees who hailed from Ivy League universities. Two of them were handsome and charismatic men, while the other two bespectacled women were young and pretty.

Having noticed Carter with Amelia, everyone stood up and focused their attention on her. It was a mixed bag of reactions. Some were curious, some were checking her out, some envied her, and as always, some were jealous of her.

Amelia tried to ignore their looks while she stood quietly beside Carter.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your new colleague in the design department. She and I go way back, so I don’t want anyone bullying her. She used to be a top design student, and I had to put in a great deal of effort to get her to join us. Now, let’s put our hands together to give Amelia a warm welcome!”

A huge round of applause followed.

Amelia flashed a smile and took a bow. “Hello everyone, I’m Amelia Winters. I’m probably older than most of you here. What Mr. Scott said earlier about me being a top design student was an exaggeration. I do have a few years of design experience, but due to some reasons, I’ve not done any design work for almost four years now. I’m not sure if I’d be able to catch up with you, so I’m going to need all your help from here on out.”

Once she finished her speech, she was greeted by another round of applause.

The male employees were smitten by Amelia’s beauty and humility. One of them boldly asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Why? Is that supposed to be work-related?” Amelia teased.

Everyone laughed in response.

The same male colleague continued, “We should be counting our lucky stars that someone as beautiful as you has joined our department. I think we can all agree that you’re the ultimate goddess. We know we’re out of your league, but watching you work your design magic would be a great motivation for us.”

All the other ladies in the design department shot him a death stare. “Are you asking for a beating, Dave?”

Dave merely shrugged. “All of you ought to learn from Amelia. She’s beautiful and refined, a true work of art.”

“Oh, you… you’ll get it from us after work!” the ladies exclaimed.

Carter clapped his hands to call for silence. “All right, all right. Settle down. I’ll leave Amelia in your good hands. Just remember that she’s an old friend of mine. If I hear about anyone bullying her, I will not be nice about it.”

Dave jumped in again. “Don’t worry, Mr. Scott. No one will bully the goddess. We’re curious though. When are the two of you getting married? And when you do, please invite all of us!”

Carter glanced at him and stated matter-of-factly, “I remember you still have a design to submit to me. When can I expect your submission?”

“Sorry, Mr. Scott. I shouldn’t have crossed the line,” Dave replied sheepishly.

Carter looked really terrifying when he got angry. “I’m giving you till this afternoon. If the design you submit is still not to my liking, I’m sure you know what to do.”

Dave was now all flustered. He quickly looked to Amelia for help. “My fair maiden, please have pity on me. Help me put in a good word with Mr. Scott, would you?”

Even though they were a little rowdy, Amelia did like the camaraderie in the design department.

She looked to Carter and said, “I’ll take it from here, Mr. Scott. Thank you.”

With a nod, Carter once again reminded everyone to treat Amelia well and walked out.

Once he was out of earshot, the ladies in the department immediately crowded around Amelia. “Please tell us! What’s the relationship between you and Mr. Scott? Are you two dating?”

Amelia waved her hand in the air to show the sparkly diamond ring on her finger. “See, I’m already married. Mr. Scott and I are merely old friends. I only got this job because of my connections with him. So I’m not particularly proud of it. I hope you won’t mind either.”

No one had ever been this honest about using their personal connections to get into any company, so this revelation took everyone by surprise. “Don’t think like that, Amelia. Mr. Scott wouldn’t have assigned you to the design department if you didn’t have the talent for it.”

Another colleague piped up, “I remember Mr. Scott said he was planning on getting himself an assistant. Amelia, how did you end up joining the design department?”

“That was the initial plan he had because the design department was full then. But later he said he had already hired an assistant, so he decided to put me here instead,” Amelia replied politely.

“Lucky for us then! Having you here immediately increases the attractiveness of our department.”

“Excuse me, Dave? Are you insinuating that the rest of us ladies are unattractive?”

“Oh, those are your words, not mine. But you aren’t wrong, so kudos to you lot for knowing that about yourselves.” Dave smirked.

“Dave, you’re such an ass! Give up already, Amelia’s married!”

Dave clutched his chest and pretended to be in pain. “Amelia, my fair maiden, how I wish we had met earlier. Perhaps then I wouldn’t be the single, lonely bachelor that I am today.”

The only response that Dave got from that was a loud boo from his colleagues.

Her new colleagues were such a fun bunch to be around that Amelia was starting to feel better after that phone call with Cassie.

Time seemed to fly by when one was hard at work. Very soon, it had come to the end of the workday.

Amelia had just made her way down when a car drove up to her. She was still wondering if someone had made a mistake when the window rolled down and Carter stuck his head out.

“Get in, Amelia. I’ll drive you home.”

She was about to turn him down when Carter continued, “I know you didn’t drive here today. Don’t worry. My only intention is to get you home safe.”

It wouldn’t have been nice if she continued to reject his good intentions, so Amelia accepted the offer and got into the car. “Thank you for the ride home, Mr. Scott.”

“Please, Amelia, we aren’t at work now. Don’t be a stranger,” Carter remarked as he started the car.

Amelia finally broke out into a merry laugh. “All right, Carter. By the way, I didn’t see you leave the office earlier. When did you get here?”

“I left the office at four to meet a client. I drove back after the meeting and just so happened to bump into you at the entrance.”

“That’s quite the coincidence.”

Having come to a stop at a red light, Carter asked, “Assigning you to the design department was a last-minute decision. How are you doing so far?”

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Amelia shook her head. “They’re all easy-going, and I feel comfortable working with them.”

“That’s good to hear. I wanted you to be my assistant, but I thought that would seem like I’m degrading you, so I sent you to the design department instead and transferred one of the talented employees there to the headquarters,” Carter explained.

Sincerely, Amelia expressed her gratitude. “Carter, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I haven’t designed for four years. Now that I get to design again, I’m thrilled. At least I know I still love design as much I did in the past.”

Carter shook his head and muttered, “I was the one who wronged you and Tiffany. If not for me back then, you wouldn’t have left. I should be the one to apologize to you.”

Hearing that, Amelia waved dismissively. “Let’s not talk about the past anymore. I don’t blame you for that. Back then, Tiff and I were too young; that’s why we were tricked. You’re too courteous to want to apologize.”

“All right, let’s talk about something else now.”

Carter sent her to the entrance of her residential area. Just as she stepped out of the car, Oscar also stopped his car.

The two of them came out of their respective vehicles at the same time. Oscar first glanced at Carter, who had come out as well, before turning to Amelia with a gloomy look.

“Amelia, didn’t you say you were at Tiffany’s?” Oscar gritted out.

Instead of answering him, Amelia turned to Carter and said, “Carter, thank you for sending me back. You can go ahead first. I’ll ride in with my husband.”

Carter nodded and gently reminded her, “Call me if there’s anything.”

She nodded.

After Carter left, Oscar’s expression turned as dark as ink. His next words sounded as though they had been squeezed through his teeth.

“Get on.”

Obediently, she boarded. The mood in the car was tense. Oscar was gloomy and Amelia was silent as she ruminated about Cassie’s words. Even after the two entered the house, they remained quiet and tense.

As he gave a rough pull at his tie, he glared at her and asked, “Shouldn’t you give me an explanation about Carter?”

With an insincere smile, Amelia replied, “Mr. Clinton, you didn’t give me an explanation about your night with Ms. Yard, either. My boss sent me home out of his kind heart. There’s nothing for me to explain about that.”

At that, Oscar gnashed his teeth. “You sent someone to follow me?”

She shrugged. “Mr. Clinton, there’s no way I would be interested to do that. Your sweetheart was simply afraid that my existence will threaten her place in your heart, so after sleeping with you, she used your phone to call me. In fact, she even told me she’s carrying your baby. Mr. Clinton, congratulations! You’re going to be a father soon. However, I won’t be visiting her when she gives birth to the baby. After all, it’s not appropriate for your ex-wife to visit her, is it?”

Snapping his brows together, Oscar hissed in disbelief, “Cassie called you?”

“You don’t believe me? I have call records.” Amelia then handed her phone to Oscar. On it was his number, showing that the call took place at almost nine in the morning. That was around the time they woke up.

By now, his brows were drawn together so tightly that a fly could be crushed in between.

“Mr. Clinton, if you remember your own number, you’ll believe me, right?” Amelia mocked. “I’m afraid your innocent Ms. Yard isn’t as innocent as you think she is. You’re a great businessman, but it’s quite embarrassing if an innocent-looking girl gets to fool you.”

“Amelia, can you stop talking in this tone?” Oscar grounded out. “Cassie isn’t someone like this. She must have called you for something else. Amelia, you can’t slander her because of me. I won’t hold you accountable this time, but the next time you do this, don’t blame me for doing something about this.”

By now, Amelia was already used to him hurting her, so she reacted little to his words. Instead, she said, “Since you don’t like to hear me talk about Cassie, I’ll stop. That way, I can avoid making you think that I’m trying to sow discord between the two of you.”

After looking at her for a long time, he muttered, “Did Cassie really call you and say those things?”

Amelia shrugged. “If you want to believe me, I’d say yes. If you don’t, just think of me as spouting nonsense.”

Oscar responded, “You’re not that kind of person. That’s something I’m sure of.”

A corner of Amelia’s tugged upward as she nonchalantly replied, “Should I thank you for your trust, Mr. Clinton?”

“You won’t sow discord between others, but I don’t believe Cassie is that kind of person, either.” That was Oscar’s response.

Amelia rolled her eyes. He might as well save his breath by not saying the last few sentences.

“As a genius in the corporate world, you can well decipher whether a person is good or bad. If you paid more attention, you’d surely realize what kind of person Ms. Yard is. All that’s left is whether you believe it or not.”

Shooting her a displeased look, Oscar uttered, “Cassie’s my future partner. She’s my beloved and whom I have to cherish and protect. No matter who she is, I’ll love her.”

Oscar did not know whether those words were meant for Amelia or himself.

Feeling she had been struck by a bolt of lightning, Amelia found her entire body numb from the pain. She plastered on a smile and chuckled, “Congratulations, Mr. Clinton, on your happily ever after. It’s time for me, the pretend wife, to make my grand exit. Don’t send me your wedding invitation; I’d like to save on the wedding gift.”

Oscar’s frown deepened. “Who’s Carter to you?”

Sitting down on the other end of the couch, Amelia wondered, “Mr. Clinton, you’re already divorcing me. Why do you want to know who Carter is to me?”

He shot her a sharp look and uttered, “Amelia, you’d better remember that you’re still my wife.”

“You’ve already forgotten that you’re a married man, so why should I remember that?” Amelia retorted.

She wanted Oscar to know that she was no doormat. She could pretend to be blind to his relationship with Cassie, but there was no way she would take it lying down when the mistress was trying to show off their affair with the wife.

“Amelia, you’re crossing the line.”

“Mr. Clinton, we’re husband and wife. Even if we have a marital agreement, we’re legally married. You love Ms. Yard, don’t you? Then take out the divorce papers and I’ll sign them right away. However, I will not accept any less than I deserve. I’m sure you don’t want Ms. Yard to become a homewrecker, do you? She’s the daughter of the Yard family. For her to be the third wheel, I’m afraid…”

Amelia did not continue but she knew Oscar understood her meaning.

Upset, Oscar hissed, “Amelia, you have no right to intervene in my matters. Don’t you forget that I’m your patron. If you divorce me, the contract states that you’ll have to pay a hundred million as compensation. If you sleep with other men during this marriage, you won’t get a cent. Your eagerness to get together with Carter will leave you with nothing.”

Amelia laughed boisterously.

“Mr. Clinton, are you done?”

Oscar pursed his lips and glared at Amelia. He realized that this woman could always infuriate him.

“Mr. Clinton, if there isn’t anything else, I’m going upstairs first. I’ve been working the whole day and I’m so tired.” Amelia then stood up and stretched inelegantly.

Striding toward her, Oscar pulled her into his arms and growled, “Amelia, for how long are you going to throw this tantrum?”

His words only made Amelia feel the urge to laugh. She realized she was losing her ability to comprehend Oscar’s thoughts. He was the one to mention the divorce, but he was also the one to refuse to divorce. If she were to challenge him with words, he would say that she was unreasonable. Now that she wanted to keep a distance away, he accused her of not caring for him.

Even men in andropause don’t have such severe mood swings!

“Mr. Clinton, I just want to take a shower before eating,” Amelia mumbled as she stayed still in his arms.

“Speak clearer.”

Once again, Amelia could not help but roll her eyes.

“What do you wish to know?”

“How did you hook up with Carter? How much money did he give you?”

There were no changes to Amelia’s expression as she listened to his words.

“When you divorce me, maybe he’ll pay me a hefty sum to take me in as a kept woman.”

The moment Oscar heard her response, he looked as if he wanted to strangle her there and then.

“Amelia, do you have to be such a depraved woman?”

“Mr. Clinton, don’t you remember I married you back then for money? At most, we only have a professional relationship. Once this business deal is over, naturally, I’ll have to find my next backer. You can’t possibly tell me I have to pretend to be all innocent after doing this, right?”

His brows snapped together as he questioned, “Amelia, must you make it sound that horrible?”

Amelia laughed until she had to hunch over.

“I’m only speaking the truth. But if you think my words are too tough to listen to, I’ll keep quiet.” Amelia offered with a shrug.

“How much do you want? State a price. My term is for you to cut all ties with Carter.”

At that, Amelia spent a long while staring at him.

Just as Oscar thought she would never answer him, she voiced out, “I’m sorry, Mr. Clinton. I can’t do that.”

The wrath in Oscar dissipated bit by bit until he finally said calmly, “Give me a reason.”

“I’m working at his company right now and he’s my boss. It’s impossible for me to cut ties with him even if I wanted to.”

“Quit your job. I’ll find another job for you.”

“I’m sorry. I like my current working environment; my colleagues are all enthusiastic and nice.”

Oscar gritted out, “Do you like him that much?”

“Whatever you say, Mr. Clinton.”

“Amelia, can you not be such a lowly woman?”

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat but she forced a nonchalant smile. “You know I love money. Why else would I marry you like a lowly woman if not for money? Now that we’re about to divorce, why won’t you let me find my next client?”

“Who said I’ll be divorcing you?” Oscar glowered.

“Ms. Yard’s already pregnant. If you’re not in a rush to marry her, I wonder if you’re planning to be a heartless man. Will you let others laugh at your kid for being a bastard?”

“When did Cassie…” Get pregnant?

Instead, he swallowed his words and continued, “Regardless of everything, you have to stay away from that man. Also, you have no right to stick your nose into my business. In this marriage of ours, I’m the only one who can announce the end of it.”

In a tranquil tone, Amelia muttered, “Mr. Clinton, I won’t be able to agree to it.”

“Amelia Winters. You just want to go against me, don’t you?”

“I’m afraid you don’t misunderstand my words. I just want to say that I’ll be going to Saspiuburg for an eight-month-long training. It’s arranged by the company. If you want a divorce, it’s best to get it within these few days; otherwise, you’ll have to wait until eight months later.”

“You’re not allowed to go.”

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Casting an odd look at him, Amelia stated, “Mr. Clinton, you’re crossing the line. We agreed on not interfering in each other’s work matters.”

“Your training in Saspiuburg must be just an excuse. What you actually want to do is to spend all day with that man. Amelia, do you think I’m stupid?”

Gazing at him coldly, Amelia said, “I love money but I’m not as lowly as you think I am. Please watch your words.”

“Amelia, you’re just a woman selling your body. Why are you putting yourself on the moral high ground?”

Hearing his words, Amelia paled.

“Since you think of me like that, why are you getting angry? If there isn’t anything else, I’ll shower first. I need to get rid of all this sweat.” With that said, Amelia spun around and went upstairs.

Oscar stared at her with frustration flashing past his eyes.

They used to be on good terms but he did not know when their relationship had turned as tense as this.

After Amelia entered the bedroom, she collapsed against the door as her legs weakened. For a moment, she thought she would be unable to support her pregnant body.

After leaning against the door for five minutes, Amelia finally took out a change of clothes and entered the bathroom. Once she was done with her hot shower, she felt more refreshed, and the gloominess in her heart slowly faded away.

Raising her hand to touch her belly, she lovingly muttered, “Sweetheart, don’t be scared. Even if your daddy doesn’t want us anymore, I’ll raise you into an adorable prince or a sweet princess. I’ll never let anyone hurt you.”

Abruptly, someone knocked thrice on the bathroom door. Oscar’s voice came from behind the door. “Are you done?”

After recollecting herself, Amelia opened the door and smiled at him. “Mr. Clinton, are you using the bathroom?”

Instead of replying to her question, Oscar looked at her and asked, “You’re not angry anymore?”

Amelia’s grin widened. “Was I ever angry?”

When he raised his hand to childishly pinched her face roughly, she yelped in pain.

Holding onto her cheek, she was sure that her face must have bruised. He must be some stray dog in his past life to be acting so rough.

“Are you a dog?” Amelia glared at him.

“If I were a dog, the first person I’ll bite to death would be you.”

“Mr. Clinton, regardless of everything, we’re still husband and wife. You don’t need to be that ruthless, do you?”

The only response from Oscar was a roll of his eyes.

Walking over to hug his waist from behind, Amelia mumbled, “Mr. Clinton, let’s not fight anymore, okay?”

Oscar replied, “As long as you stay good, naturally, I won’t fight with you.”

Rolling her eyes at that, Amelia muttered sweetly, “You’re paying me for this; I wish I could shower you with the sweetest words. Why would I dare to make you mad?”

Oscar’s mood suddenly lifted. “Quit your current job. I’ll arrange something else for you. The salary and benefits will be much better than what you have now.”

Those were words that Amelia would believe in.

However, she uttered, “Mr. Clinton, it’s stated on the contract that we won’t intervene in each other’s private affairs and work matters. You can’t tell me otherwise now.”

When Oscar turned to look at her, his stare made Amelia’s heart skip a beat. She actually felt a little guilty.

“What did Carter promise you? Or are you hiding something from me?”

“Mr. Clinton, you’re overthinking this. I don’t want to quit my job because I just like it. Back then, I was the one asking him to keep an eye out for job openings on my behalf. It’s awkward for me to now tell him that I want to quit.”

Prying her hands away from him, Oscar sat on the couch and scrutinized her keenly.

“Speak. What price did Carter give you?”

Amelia stood rigid for a moment before she realized what he meant.

A shudder ran down her spine, but soon, she regained her calmness. “Carter is born with a golden spoon. Although the Scotts are incomparable to the Clintons, he won’t offer an extremely low price. Moreover, as he does have some feelings for me, he might be even more generous than you.”

By now, Oscar’s eyes were blazed with wrath.

“Amelia, could you be any more immoral than this?”

“It’s normal for people to die for money, so what’s wrong with me wanting some? Mr. Clinton, why should you be angry with that?”

“Amelia, you’re the most shameless woman I’ve ever seen.” Oscar rose to his feet and left the house.

Standing transfixed, Amelia bitterly laughed. I’ve always loved money. Why should he be mad at me for looking for my next client? Besides, I’m not even doing that. I’m just waiting for you to change your mind. What a pity my heart is nothing but a pebble for you to kick around.

Just as Amelia was in a daze, her phone rang. Picking it up, she realized it was an unfamiliar number.

Frowning, she accepted the call, fearing that it might be one of her colleagues. “Hello, may I ask who you’re looking for?”

“Amelia, it’s me. Can we meet?” It was Cassie.

Falling silent for a moment, Amelia finally muttered, “Okay. You decide on the venue and text me the address.”

After ending the call, Amelia sat on the bed and fell deep in her thoughts again. Soon, her phone made a noise. It was Cassie messaging her with the time and address.

The next day, Amelia went out to meet Cassie during her lunch break.

Just as she sat down, Cassie pushed the menu toward her. “The set meals here are quite good. Order a set; we’ll talk as we eat.”

Amelia responded, “It’s fine, Ms. Yard. With the relationship we have, I’m afraid I might not be able to eat anything. Why don’t you just get straight to the point?”

After a snap of her fingers, Cassie uttered proudly, “I already have Oz’s kid, so I’m here to ask you to leave him. Tell me what you need.”

“Ms. Yard, are you really pregnant? How many months it has been? Speaking of which, how long have you come back here for? Could it be that you’re pregnant with someone else’s baby?”

Cassie paled momentarily but she soon sneered, “Sharp-tongued, I see. Ms. Winters, it’s true that I’m lying to you when I said I’m pregnant, but I’ve already been intimate with Oz. I’m sure our love is already in the making inside my body.”

All Amelia did was quietly listen to her.

I’m afraid Cassie’s the only one who can be so proud to be a mistress. She’s from a wealthy family and she’s had an excellent education. Yet, she’s so conceited and has such a terrible personality. Oscar’s a weirdo among weirdoes to fall in love with her and treat her as his precious.

“I can also say I have his baby, too. The law states that the husband and wife aren’t allowed to divorce while the wife is pregnant. Ms. Yard, do you really want to be the mistress who ruins someone else’s family? You’re well educated. I don’t think you’ll pull such an indecent act,” Amelia refuted.

Hearing that, Cassie glared daggers at her.

“Amelia, if you have some shame and wits left in you, get lost. Stop clinging to the Clintons for their status and wealth. Don’t you think you’re like a clown?”

“Ms. Yard, those are the words I was going to say to you,” Amelia answered. “Aren’t you a mistress trying to gain wealth and status? However, unlike me, you come from a wealthy family. Aren’t you afraid that you’ll humiliate your family?”

It seemed like Amelia had hit her sore point as Cassie snarled, “Amelia, stop calling me a mistress! I was the first to know Oz and we were nearly married. You’re the third wheel in our relationship!”

Amelia scoffed, “You’re a pianist, Ms. Yard. You’re famous, talented, and sophisticated, but you don’t filter your words. I’m starting to wonder if you know the law. Oscar and I have a marriage certificate, and a married couple’s assets are protected by the law. Why am I suddenly the third wheel? Ms. Yard, why don’t you explain to me?”

Giving her a stony look, Cassie warned, “Stop pushing your luck, Amelia Winters.”

At that, a loud laugh escaped Amelia.

“You are hilarious. I’m pushing my luck? It’s more like you’re pushing your luck.” Folding her arms, Amelia continued, “A question for you, Ms. Yard. You chose to ditch the wedding back then. Why are you back now? What do you love about Oscar?”

Amelia’s questions stumped Cassie.

“Another question for you. If the Clinton Corporations encounter a financial crisis, will you go through the tough times with him? You seem like a delicate flower.”

Cassie froze for a second. “You need not worry about that for me. Didn’t you marry Oz because of money back then? The Clintons and the Yards are families of equal status. Even if the Clintons have a financial crisis, the Yards will lend a helping hand. My parents only have one daughter; they can’t bear to see me suffer. That’s why your hypothetical situation will never come true.”

Shrugging, Amelia responded, “You can think of it as me being too worried. But you haven’t answered this: what is your aim for clinging to Oscar after your abrupt return? Don’t tell me it’s because of love. Oscar only believes in that answer because he’s in love with you. On the other hand, I’m not stupid.”

“I’m back because I love him. He loves me, too. You’ve been Mrs. Clinton for too long now; isn’t it time for you to leave the title behind?”

“What if I say no?”

Cassie confidently laughed. “I’m afraid this isn’t up to you. Oz promised me yesterday that he’ll divorce you as soon as possible, and he never lies to me.”

“I’m afraid I have to disappoint you, Ms. Yard. Just a moment ago, I asked him if he’s going to divorce me, and he told me that he hasn’t made up his mind. So I’m still Mrs. Clinton while you can only be a mistress,” Amelia crowed.

With colors draining from her face, Cassie seethed, “That’s impossible. Oz loves me! If he tells me he’s marrying me, he will.”

Amelia raised her brows and shrugged. “Maybe he was completely captivated by you four years ago, but your escape from your marriage turned him into the laughingstock of the upper-class society. Do you think a man can bear with that humiliation? If I were he, I would be kind just by not taking revenge on you. Hence, let me advise you—don’t think too highly of yourself.”

Hearing her words, Cassie began to tremble from agitation.

“I did it for my future back then, and Oz will understand it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have waited for me for four years.”

“Ms. Yard, are you sure that Oscar waited for you for four years? Why am I his wife, then?”

Glancing at her, Cassie suddenly returned to a calm state and uttered, “He’s a man. A great man like Oz has physical needs when I’m not around him. It’s fine for him to have a woman to deal with his needs while I’m absent.”

If Cassie had not been a daughter of a prominent family, Amelia would be shocked by those words. That explanation was not something an ordinary person could begin to understand.

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However, Amelia only smiled at her. “Ms. Yard, if there isn’t anything else, I’ll be taking my leave. I still need to work in the afternoon; I do have an office job. I can’t possibly have as much time as a great pianist like you.”

Staring at her, Cassie commanded, “You haven’t said what your terms are for leaving Oz. You’re not allowed to leave.”

Giving Cassie a look she would give to an idiot, Amelia replied, “Ms. Yard, you’ve got the looks, the body, a good family, and a fantastic career. You’re almost perfect. Are you telling me you’re afraid of a woman like me, who’s utterly unaccomplished?”

Cassie choked on Amelia’s words before she huffed, “I’m not scared of you. I just don’t want Oz to be around a depraved woman like you.”

Amelia grinned. ”You’re Oscar’s beloved. He’ll listen to you, so tell him to divorce me. If he shows me the divorce papers, I’ll sign them right away. I won’t hesitate at all.”

With that said, Amelia took her bag and left with her head high.

Glaring at Amelia’s retreating figure, Cassie hissed, “Don’t be too proud of yourself, Amelia Winters.”

A week later, Carter summoned Amelia to his office.

“Mr. Scott, are you looking for me?”

Carter took out a file and handed it to her. “Amelia, it’s been eight days since you’ve joined the company, and I’ve managed to get a place for you for the training in Saspiuburg. If you’re interested, sign here. It’s rare for any company to have a six-month design training, so it’s best that you seize this opportunity.”

After reading the document, Amelia beamed, “Thank you, Mr. Scott. I’ll be joining the training.”

Carter shook his head dismissively and said, “No need to thank me. I’ve arranged a studio apartment for you and hired a housekeeper as well. Don’t worry, she’s an honest lady who’ll take good care of you.”

“Mr. Scott, that won’t be necessary. I’ll make the arrangements myself,” Amelia promptly rejected. She did not want to owe Carter too much, for it was difficult to return a favor.

“Amelia, we’re friends, and I’m your kid’s godfather. This is something I should do for you. Please just accept it,” Carter insisted. “Or do you not see me as your friend?”

“Mr. Scott, I know we’re friends, but it’s best if we draw lines for certain things. I don’t wish to owe you too many favors.”

With no choice, Carter relented, “I’ve asked my friend to look for this housekeeper, so is it all right for you to pay for her services, then?”

Amelia nodded. If she were to reject him too many times, she might make things foul between them.

Putting down his pen, Carter continued, “Amelia, I’m willing to do these for you, so don’t feel pressured. You know how I feel about this. If you really get a divorce, I hope you’ll give me a chance.”

Amelia only spared him a glance before muttering, “Mr. Scott, if there isn’t anything else, I’ll return to my work.”

Carter nodded.

Then, Amelia left with the file in her hands.

The design department was busy as always. Amelia only mulled over the moment for a while before diving back into her work.

When one is busy, time passes quickly. Soon, it was six in the evening.

The best part of the company was that no matter how busy it was, the staff would never work overtime. As long as the staff finished their work, they could leave when working hours were over. Moreover, those who were not done could bring their work home. Hence, the moment the clock struck six, everyone would pack up their things, ready to leave.

When Amelia went down to the office building’s main entrance with her bag, she spotted a familiar car parked at the side of the road. She thought she saw the wrong car at first but was dumbfounded when she saw the person coming out of the car.

As Amelia was about to walk over, Carter’s voice sounded out behind her. “Amelia, give me a moment. I’ll send you back.”

Amelia was thus caught between a rock and a hard place. She turned to look at Carter, who was behind her, before turning to Oscar, who was already walking toward her. Never had she ever imagined that Oscar would come to her office.

Have I ever told him where I work?

“No need to trouble you, Mr. Scott. My wife has me.” Striding over, Oscar wrapped his arm around Amelia’s waist in a domineering fashion.

Carter glanced at Oscar. Sparks flew as the two outstanding men engaged in a staring contest.

“I see. You’re Mr. Clinton. A pleasure to meet you,” Carter gave Oscar a fake smile and extended his hand.

Oscar, too, reached out, and the two shook hands. “A pleasure to meet you. When we last saw each other, I didn’t realize you are Mr. Scott’s grandson. I wasn’t expecting his grandson to look like this.”

Hearing his words, Amelia’s face fell, having not expected him to be harsh with his words.

“Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Clinton. I wasn’t expecting the heir to the Clinton Corporations to have such an interesting love life other than being a brilliant businessman. I have to express my admiration for you, as I really am incomparable to you in this aspect.”

My goodness. Both are equally difficult people.

“Both of you are well-respected people, and this is a public space. Could you two not do this here?”

Lowering his head to look at her, Oscar used his sweetest tone to say, “Honey, shall we go home now?”

Immediately, Amelia’s entire body was covered with goosebumps. “Mr. Clinton, y-you-”

Endearingly pinching her nose, Oscar continued, “Aren’t you cheeky? I told you to call me ‘Darling’. We’ll save ‘Mr. Clinton’ for our exercise tonight. Now, be good and call me ‘Darling’.”

Staring at Oscar with eyes as wide as saucers, Amelia wondered what he was trying to do again.

Unfazed, Oscar chuckled, “I’ve reserved a place at the restaurant and I’ve bought you a gift. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Amelia was still stunned and in a daze.

Oscar turned back to Carter. “Mr. Scott, thank you for taking care of Amelia these few days. She and I will treat you to a good meal another day. Since it’s our wedding anniversary today, we’ll be taking our leave first.”

Thus, Amelia muttered apologetically, “Carter, I’ll leave with my husband first. We’ll talk again tomorrow.”

Carter nodded.

He could do nothing but watch as Oscar took Amelia away and opened the car door for her. Like a gentleman, he buckled her seatbelt for her before entering the car from the other side. Finally, he slowly drove off.

Holding onto his chest, Carter felt as if someone had dug a hole in his heart.

In the car, Amelia questioned, “What’s the matter with you today, Mr. Clinton?”

“It’s our wedding anniversary. What’s wrong with me bringing my wife out for a romantic time?” Oscar replied with ease.

Amelia frowned. “Mr. Clinton, if my memory serves me well, our wedding anniversary is on the ninth of July, not today.”

“Is that so?” was his only response. Amelia was close to strangling him there and then.

“Mr. Clinton, stop beating around the bush. Just be straightforward with me. Aren’t you sick of not getting to the point?”

Glancing at her, Oscar said, “I’ve got a surprise for you. Do you really think that I’m just joking with you?”

Amelia cast him a look. Is that not what you’re doing?

Oscar fell silent and focused on the road again. As it was the evening rush hour, there was a traffic jam.

While the car was in neutral, Oscar said, “Amelia, I’m hoping to compensate you for what I’ve owed you in the past four years. Will you give me this chance?”

His words stunned Amelia; she did not know what Oscar was up to again.

“Mr. Clinton, if Ms. Yard were to hear that, I wonder how upset she’ll be,” Amelia noted casually.

“Cassie understands what it means to sacrifice oneself for the greater good. She won’t throw a tantrum over this. Moreover, we’re husband and wife by law, so no one would dare to say anything about a husband being romantic to his wife.”

Amelia shrugged, unable to refute his words.

She had to admit that Oscar was a romantic man. As long as he wanted to, no women could resist his sweet nothings.

Staring at the wooden board in the luxurious restaurant on the second floor, she read the words on it—Together forever, Oscar and Amelia. Beside their names was a photo of them, and on the photo was a drawing of a heart with an arrow pierced through it.

Amelia could not help but let out a laugh. It was as if this was their wedding. By the side of the entrance were some pretty women in formal wear. When they saw Oscar and Amelia’s arrival, they greeted in unison, “Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Clinton.”

As Amelia was stunned by the way she was addressed, Oscar reached out to hold her hand and gently muttered, “Let’s go.”

Quietly, she followed him, her heart racing a mile an hour.

Like a gentleman, Oscar pulled her chair back and gestured for her to sit. “Honey, please sit.”

After Amelia sat down, Oscar sat down in the other chair. Promptly, two servers walked over and asked, “Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton, we’ve prepared the dishes. Shall we serve them now?”

Oscar asked, “Honey, are you hungry yet?”

Her heart still thumping loudly, Amelia smiled and replied, “All right.”

“Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton, please give us a minute.”

After the two servers left, a violinist playing a classical piece walked toward them. Melodious music echoed throughout the floor.

Soon, the main dish was served. One plate was a medium steak and the other was a medium-well steak. He took Amelia’s medium-well steak and cut it for her. “Please dig in.”

Stunned by his sweet actions, a smile grew on her lips. “Mr. Clinton, why are you so nice to me today?”

“Call me Darling,” Oscar insisted.

Amelia gave him an odd look, but she obeyed. “Darling.”

Oscar did not seem to be Oscar. He was much gentler than he usually was. Amelia could have drowned in the loving look in his eyes. “Good,” he said.

Picking up her fork, Amelia placed a piece of steak in her mouth before chuckling. “Darling, I don’t know what made you change your personality, but I’m happy for everything you’re doing for me today.”

Oscar answered, “If you like it, I’ll bring you out for meals whenever I’m free.”

Unromantically, Amelia blurted out, “Darling, aren’t you going to divorce me?”

Giving her a look, Oscar replied, “This is our private time right now. Let’s not talk about those unhappy things.”

Amelia nodded.

After the main dish, Oscar asked the servers to clean the table. Swiftly, the servers took the plates away. In the next second, the lights went off, and the dim flame of the candle was the only source of light left.

As Amelia was shocked by the turn of events, a birthday song reverberated throughout the hall. “Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you…”

Turning to the source of the voice, Amelia saw one of the servers pushing a five-tier cake toward them. Then, Oscar stood up and walked over to take the cart and continued pushing it toward Amelia.

“Honey, happy birthday.” He could not have sounded more tender.

At that, Amelia covered her mouth as tears brimmed in her eyes. She had been too busy recently and terrible things kept happening one after another, so she had forgotten that it was her birthday today. In the past, Tiffany had always been the one to accompany her on her birthdays; it had never been Oscar. That was why it caught her by surprise that he would celebrate her birthday today.

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Too Much to Bear My Love Chapter 50

Rising to her feet, Amelia asked, “Darling, how do you know it’s my birthday today?”

Looking at her gently, Oscar murmured, “Silly, how can I forget about your birthday? I learned to make this cake from a master baker. Although I succeeded with his help, this is still something I’ve put effort into. Take a look at it. Do you like it?”

Amelia gaped and whispered in disbelief, “You really made this?”

“I made it with the master baker. Do you like it?”

“Of course! I’m already surprised that you’ll make me something to eat. Thank you so much, Darling, for giving me such a surprise. I feel so happy today,” Amelia said as tears fell uncontrollably.

Her tears shocked Oscar. He never thought that she would cry over something as trivial as this. To him, Amelia was a strange woman who would find all kinds of ways to extort money from him. But even though he gave her loads of pocket money each month, he had never heard her tell him she was happy. In fact, even when he asked his secretary to prepare her a set of jewelry as her gift, Amelia only insincerely told him that she liked it. She had never cried from joy; that was why Oscar was stunned to find her tearing up over a birthday cake.

Taking a step closer to her, Oscar reached out to wipe her tears away. “Why are you crying?”

Amelia shook her head as she sobbed and chuckled at the same time. “It’s nothing. I just never thought you’d remember my birthday.”

“I’ve always remembered your birthday.”

“But you’ve never celebrated with me. In the past, I’ve always spent my birthdays with Tiff alone. We’d get a small cake and would finish it ourselves,” Amelia responded in a tone that sounded like she was whining.

Oscar stiffened upon hearing that.

Amelia finally broke into a smile. “Mr. Clinton, I don’t know what’s gotten into you today to treat me so well, but today’s the happiest day I’ve ever had in my four years of marrying you. I’m telling you the truth. I don’t think we’ll have many romantic days anymore, but I’ll forever remember what you’ve done for me today.”

He felt a squeeze in his heart and mumbled, “Silly, you’re spouting nonsense again.”

Amelia chuckled. “It’s my birthday today, and you have made the rare move of preparing a gift for me. I’ll stop talking about sad things now.”

Pulling her to sit down in the chair, Oscar instructed, “Close your eyes.”

Fluttering her lashes, Amelia asked, “What are you going to do?”

“Be good and close your eyes.”

Thus, Amelia did as told.

Abruptly, she felt something cold around her neck. When she finally opened her eyes again, she looked down to see a diamond necklace. Picking up the diamond pendant, she realized there were two letters on it—”O” and “A”. Those were hers and Oscar’s initials.

“I’ve asked Jacob Cruise to carve this. Do you like it?”

When Amelia raised her head, she forced her tears away and hid how thrilled she was with a joke, “This necklace must be pricey. Since you’ve given this to me today, you can’t say I’m being greedy later on.”

Pinching her nose, Oscar huffed, “I’ve done so much, so shouldn’t you be jumping into my arms and telling me how I’m the best husband in the world?”

Wrapping her arms around his neck, Amelia beamed, “Thank you, Mr. Clinton. I love this necklace. If I’m short of money one day, I’m sure it’ll sell for a good price.”

Lowering his head to look at her, he bit on her lips as a half-hearted punishment. “I’ve done so much, but instead of feeling touched, you’re saying such things? How heartless of you!”

A giggle escaped Amelia as she looked into his eyes. “Mr. Clinton, are you angry?”

Taking another bite on her lips, he muttered, “Call me Darling.”

Sweetly, she crooned, “Mr. Clinton, why are you so adamant about me calling you Darling today?”

“I’m supposed to be your darling. Who’s going to call me darling if not you?”

“All right, all right. You’re my darling. As long as you don’t divorce me, I’ll forever be your darling,” Amelia replied tentatively.

Just as those words left her lips, Oscar turned grim.

At that sight, the delight in Amelia slowly died out. She let go of him and calmly said, “Mr. Clinton, thank you for everything you’ve done for me. I’m thrilled about this, and I won’t ever forget how you’ve celebrated my birthday for me.”

Oscar furrowed his brows, not knowing why the woman had a sudden change of mood.

“Why are you upset?”

“I’m not. Mr. Clinton, do I look upset?” The corners of Amelia’s lips tilted upward into a cheeky smile.

“Are you full? I’ll bring you to the cruise to enjoy the night view.”

Amelia shook her head before looking into his eyes. “Mr. Clinton, I’m glad for everything you’ve done for me, but our marriage is just a contract. We’ll divorce eventually. The more you do for me, the more I might fall for you. I’m scared that if I really do, you’ll give me a devastating blow and kick me out of the house. When that happens, I’ll hate you.”

Knitting his brows, Oscar quietly observed her.

After having a piece of the dessert, Amelia said, “Mr. Clinton, I’m sure you know your charms. If you don’t love that woman, you shouldn’t give her meaningless hope. Even if that woman loves money, her real hope is to find a man who genuinely loves her.”

Seemingly deep in his thoughts, Oscar queried, “Have you fallen in love with me?”

Amelia rolled her eyes at him and winked. “What do you think, Mr. Clinton?”

Oscar replied, “I’ll allow you to fall in love with me today.”

Amused by his response, Amelia asked, “Do you mean I’m not allowed to fall in love with you at times other than today?”

She could not believe he actually nodded to that.

Amelia was speechless. He’s truly narcissistic.

Rising to her feet, Amelia looked downward at him and uttered, “Didn’t you say you’ve made other arrangements for me? Let’s go. Since you’re a generous man, I’m sure the activities you’ve planned won’t disappoint. I look forward to them.”

When they left the restaurant, Oscar had wanted to drive Amelia to the cruise. However, Amelia said, “We always go on cruise vacations; it’s quite boring. Since I’m the birthday girl, I wonder if you will agree to any of my requests.”

“Speak your mind. I’ll do anything with you today.”

“Thank you in advance, then.”

Staring at the crowded street, Oscar frowned before turning to look at the excited Amelia. “I thought you like high-end bars and branded goods, and that you don’t like to come to ordinary places like this. These are places that only the poor would visit.”

Amelia chuckled, “Someone as high and mighty as you won’t come to ordinary places like this, of course. However, before I married you, my place was a shoebox. Other than a bed, a table, and a chair, I have nothing else. I ate whatever I could afford. Although my life was tough, it was interesting.”

Holding his hands, she smiled. “It’s my day today, so you’ve got to say yes to anything I ask for.”

A trace of fondness flashed past Oscar’s eyes without his own knowledge as he followed Amelia into the crowd.

Leading Oscar to a small barbecue restaurant, Amelia said by the counter, “Ma’am, please give me chicken wings, shrimps, and onion rings.” After making her swift order, she turned to Oscar and asked, “Mr. Clinton, what else would you like to eat?”

Oscar’s frown was deep as he questioned, “You’re having these?”

Happily pinching his cheek, Amelia beamed. “Mr. Clinton, I’m sure you’ve never tried these things in your life. You should try some; they’re delicious.”

Oscar nodded.

“What would you like to eat, then?”

“You can decide for me.”

The owner of the store looked at them and smiled. “Is this your boyfriend?”

Amelia replied, “My husband.”

“You’re very fortunate. Your husband doesn’t look like the average guy. My guess is he’s the boss of a big business.”

After ordering several other dishes, Amelia crooned, “He’s a busy man. He only agreed to come out with me because it’s my birthday.”

“It’s your birthday? Well, happy birthday, young lady. It’s nice that you’re so sweet with your husband.”

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

“Would you like to order any desserts?”

“Not yet. Ma’am, could you please give the table and chairs a harder rub? My husband’s never had these foods and he’s a little germaphobic.”

“I understand. I’ll clean them right away.” The owner was an enthusiastic soul. She promptly cleaned the table and chair for Oscar.

Finally, Amelia pulled Oscar to his seat. “Mr. Clinton, since it’s my birthday, please accompany me for the meal.”

Looking at the served dishes, Oscar continued frowning. “Are these really edible?”

Amelia rolled her eyes at him. “So many people have eaten these and they’re still alive and well. Mr. Clinton, you’re only shocked because you’ve never had these. Maybe you’ll fall in love with the flavor. You’ll never know.”

Pushing the plate of onion rings toward him, Amelia then picked one up and put it near his mouth. “Open your mouth, Mr. Clinton.”

It took Oscar a while to mentally prepare himself before he could part his lips and take in the onion ring. Amelia then looked at him in eager anticipation. “So, how’s the taste?”

Staring at her bright eyes, Oscar blurted out, “It tastes good.”

Amelia smiled in delight. “If you like it, you should have more. Try this chicken wing.”

Oscar looked at the chicken wing in front of him, took a deep breath, and finally ate it.

Despite his reluctance, he ate quite a fair bit, making Amelia grin from ear to ear.

The two ate a lot and spent around two hundred. Rubbing her stomach, Amelia commented, “I’m so full I can barely walk.”

Looking at her carefree demeanor, Oscar could not help but smile at her. He did not even realize he had been gazing at her tenderly.

“Who told you to eat that much?” Oscar remarked.

With a satisfied look, Amelia explained, “It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten these things. Now that I get to eat them again, I realize they taste amazing. If I weren’t too full, I’d have continued eating.”

“Can you still walk?”

“I’m too full. Give me a moment.”

Oscar then walked by her side as they strolled down the busy street. As both of them were good-looking individuals, they caught many passersby’s attention.

Noticing the attention, Oscar frowned. He could barely stand such a noisy place.