“Derrick Hisson, what are you trying to do?” She ruffled her hair in frustration. “Argh! What am I gonna do? Do you think you can do this to me just because women find you irresistible? You’d better not use your tricks on me! I’ll make sure you pay for it.” But regardless of how fierce she sounded, the flush on her cheeks was even more obvious. She fished for her keys and tried multiple times to get them into the hole. “Dammit! Calm down, woman! It’s all your fault, Derrick Hisson. You’re my nemesis. I’ll blame it all on you if I get into an accident today.”
Despite how tempting it was to have both love and a handsome partner, Tiffany still thought she would readily give up on both if it meant she would lose her life. She managed to get back to her neighborhood safely and parked her car. She took the elevator and went into her house calmly. But right after she got in, she went berserk and shouted at the top of her lung. “What is wrong with you? It’s just a kiss! Why do you have to keep thinking about him?” She flung herself on the couch and grabbed a pillow in her arms before rolling around. Tiffany took out her phone and made a call. “Babe, I think I might have fallen for a guy. What should I do now?” she blurted out right after the call got through.
Amelia was with Oscar when her friend poured out her heart to her, and she was shocked by her revelation. This was because Tiffany had always wanted to stay single. “What did you say?” Amelia could not believe what she just heard. “I said, I might have fallen head over heels for someone I shouldn’t fall for.” “Is he married?” That was the first thing that came to Amelia’s mind. “Hey, Babe. Do you think I’m that kind of person?” she questioned. “I’ll go over to your place in the afternoon. Make sure you cook something nice. Don’t starve your godchild.”
“Alright. I’ll make a whole table of food. Come over quickly!” Tiffany agreed without a second thought and hung up. “What’s the matter?” Oscar asked. “Tiff said she found someone she likes. I feel like I’m losing a friend to a man suddenly,” Amelia said regretfully. Oscar pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth. “Stop talking nonsense. Let’s go get you some new clothes later.” “Why?” Amelia lifted her gaze and asked. “Do I need a reason to buy my wife clothes?” “That sounds normal, but you’ve never gone shopping for clothes for me on your own. It’s either you ask your secretary to go on your behalf, or I go on my own. Do you even know my size?”
“What do you think?” Oscar threw the question back at her. She just shrugged. “Is there anything about your body that I don’t know about?” His words make her cheeks heat up in a flare. “Stop spewing nonsense,” she retorted, beating his chest. “I’m with my wife. Why do I have to get so serious?” Oscar rejoined. A blissful smile curved on Amelia’s face. Cassie might look like she had won their battle over Oscar, but Amelia felt her heart was full when he got all protective toward her. At least he did not just brush her and her child off. She knew she could give her child a complete family if she continued fighting. Oscar hooked his hand around her waist and pulled her over, giving her a bite on her ear.
“What do you want?” he teased in a low voice. Amelia’s struggled to break free from him. “People are watching, Mr. Clinton.” “They can look at us for all they want. Or are you embarrassed? I don’t remember my honey being so self-conscious,” he insisted, disregarding her. Amelia rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah, the Oscar Clinton I know does not have thick-skinned either.” Oscar chuckled at her witty response. It seemed like he was in a very good mood. “You don’t like me being like this?” he asked, biting her earlobe this time. Amelia’s ears tickled at his touch, but the frown on her brows intensified. “Stop it! Everyone is watching!” Oscar ignored her and pulled her closer into his embrace as if she was a precious jewel.
“They are just jealous. They must be thinking I’m the luckiest man in the world to have a beautiful wife like you,” he whispered in her ears. His words tugged at her heartstrings. “What about you? What do you think?” she asked solemnly. “It’s indeed my honor to have a beautiful wife like you.” But unfortunately, she’s not the one your heart desires. Else you wouldn’t have asked for a divorce. Amelia’s gaze lowered at the thought. Although he said he won’t divorce me for the moment, I’m ultimately not the person in his heart. Despite me bearing his child and Cassie having a miscarriage, his heart still leans toward her. I’m nothing but a rebound. I really shouldn’t get my hopes high.
I might have become more important to him, but I’ll never replace her. Oscar spotted the dejection in her eyes and knew her thoughts must have wandered elsewhere. He pinched her nose and called out, “Don’t think about anything else when you’re with me. You can only think about me.” “Don’t be so unreasonable,” Amelia said with a resigned smile. “Isn’t that what you like about me?” he joked. Amelia’s heart brimmed with happiness, but she quickly nudged herself back to reality. “I bet you use this trick on Ms. Yard too. Do you not feel any shame?” “I only use this trick on you. Cassie is a good girl. You’re more unpredictable,” he replied without a change in his expression. “Oh, so you’re saying I’m childish, and she’s more understanding?”
Oscar looked at her without deflecting her gaze as if he was agreeing with what she said. Amelia was annoyed. She reached for his waist, wanting to pinch him hard. He grabbed her hand and looked at her with affection. “When did you get so savage? You weren’t like this when we first met. Who taught you all this?” “Well, if you don’t like me now, you might as well just let me sign the divorce papers, Mr. Clinton,” she said, blinking her eyes triumphantly. “No other man will be able to take this temper of yours,” Oscar replied with a smile and pinched her again on the nose. Amelia lifted her chin high and looked into his eyes proudly. “Have you forgotten that some men fell for me too?
I bet there will be men who are able to accept me for who I am. Do you wanna bet?” Oscar grabbed her chin and faked anger. “I dare you.” “You’re the one who said no men will like me.” “But you’re my wife. No one has the guts to get close to you.” “Well, you’d better be on your guard. I won’t be waiting for you at the same place if you ever let me go.” Both of them knew what she really meant. Oscar just hugged her tightly in his arms and changed the topic. “Let’s go get you some nice clothes.” Amelia followed after him reluctantly. Not long after they got to the clothing store, Oscar got a call from his employee.
Clinton Corporations’ collaboration with a company in Erihal had just gone official and he was needed back at the company for a meeting with the representatives from Erihal. He took out his gold card and gave it to Amelia and planted a kiss on her forehead. “This is my card. You can buy whatever you like with it. The representatives from Erihal are here, so I have to head back to chair a meeting. Wait for me at home after you’re done shopping?” Amelia drilled her gaze into him and clung to his arm. There was so much she wanted to say, but in the end, she simply adjusted his necktie and sighed. “Alright. Drive safe.
I’m going over to Tiff’s after I’m done shopping. Give me a call if you’re coming home tonight, if not I’ll just spend the night at her place. Our apartment is huge, I don’t feel comfortable staying there alone.” A fleeting warmth flickered in Oscar’s heart as he looked at her. This was not the first time she gave him this feeling. A simple gesture from her was enough to touch the softest spot in his heart. “I’ll get the chauffeur to pick you up. If I’m going home, I’ll drive over. I’ll still call you if I’m not coming home,” he said gently. “It’s okay. I can take a cab over to her place. Off you go and don’t worry about me. I’ll take care of myself.” The smile on Amelia’s face faded gradually after Oscar left.
She put his card in her bag and gave Tiffany a call, telling her that she was going over now. After hailing a cab and giving the driver the address, she sat back in her seat and closed her eyes to get some rest. After thirty minutes, the cab drove into a familiar neighborhood. “We’re here,” the driver said. Amelia lifted her heavy eyelids and took out a fifty note for the driver. She hopped off and went into Tiffany’s neighborhood after talking briefly to the guard. After she got off the elevator, she walked toward Tiffany’s house and rang the doorbell. It did not take long for her friend to open the door. Tiffany gave her a big hug when she saw Amelia. “Hey, Babe! I thought you’re coming in the afternoon?
I haven’t even bought the ingredients I need for cooking yet.” “It’s okay. We can go together,” Amelia replied, going into the house. Tiffany closed the door behind her and poured her a drink. “Did you drive here?” she asked as she sat on the couch and grabbed a pillow next to her. Amelia shook her head. “I took a cab.” “Oh. Why didn’t you drive?” “I went to the hospital and had a meal with Oscar after that, so I didn’t drive.” “Seriously, I don’t know what you’re thinking,” Tiffany commented negatively, “I really dislike the two women from the Yard family. I have no idea how you can still stick to that man even when he’s clearly giving you the cold shoulder.”
