Oscar flashed a wry smile as it was the first time Olivia reproached him. Sometimes he wondered if he was out of his mind. Surely he did not expect that his first two-timing would put the three of them into this awkward situation. If Oscar could be certain that he did not touch Cassie from the start, would he feel wronged? Not only was he scammed into becoming a father, but before he could carry his to-be-born baby, the doctor told him it was miscarried. For that reason, it gave the Yard family an excuse to make him take full responsibility for it. On top of that, he had to listen to his mother’s lecture. The man was put in a difficult situation. Oscar turned the steering wheel and drove steadily.
“Mom, I’ll take care of the matter with Amelia and Cassie. Please don’t get angry, it’ll be bad for your heart. If something were to happen to you, I would be condemned for murdering my mother.” “If you saw me as your mother, you wouldn’t do something like this to get on nerves.” Olivia burst into anger as she spoke. “Mom, I didn’t expect things to turn out this way. Let’s calm down for now, okay?” Oscar assuaged. He was afraid that Olivia’s rage would affect her health. Sitting in the passenger’s seat, Olivia kept her cool. Then she spoke in a gentle tone, “Oscar, you are a man now.
I can’t decide things for you. Speaking from my experience, I honestly feel that Cassie doesn’t suit you. I don’t care if you just want to date her, but she is definitely not good wife material. I doubt that she’s a suitable candidate for one.” As Oscar drove, his gaze became determined. “Don’t you worry, Mom. I can balance their relationship wisely. Even if I were to divorce Amelia, I would take care of her and the child.” “After all this, you still want to divorce her? Oscar, what are you thinking? Don’t tell me that you still can’t tell what kind of person she is after five years of marriage? Not only is she beautiful, but she also respects elders. Why won’t you cherish someone as good as her?”
Oscar remained silent the entire time. Olivia, on the other hand, was brimmed with anger. “That’s all I have to say. No matter what, I’ll never acknowledge your marriage with Cassie. I can welcome her as my goddaughter but not as a daughter-in-law. Sorry, but I can’t accept it.” With his hands on the steering wheel, Oscar turned to glance at Olivia when the car came to a halt in front of the traffic light. “Mom, you used to be fond of Cassie. How can this be?” “Five years is enough to change many things. Time changes people. You can’t make up for the lost time with effort alone.” Olivia remarked in a cold tone. Oscar fell into silence, seemingly deep in thought. “Oscar, Cassie really doesn’t suit you.
There is more to her than meets the eye. She isn’t as innocent as she seems.” Olivia added. “I know.” She stared at him in surprise. “You know?” “After seeing those photos previously, I hired someone to investigate her and found some pictures of her private life,” Oscar replied. “What? You still want to marry her despite knowing that she is a loose woman?” Olivia couldn’t believe what she heard. “While it’s true that she’s promiscuous, she gave her first time to me. I can’t be irresponsible toward her knowing that she offered me her precious virginity.”
“She gave you her chastity?” Olivia doubted his words. “Oscar, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Back when she was in Erihal, she was very close with a guy named June. They booked a room from the same hotel many times before. What can a man and a woman do there, chit-chatting in bed?” No words came out of Oscar’s mouth. “Oscar, with the advanced pharmaceutical technology, the hymen can be easily restored. Are you certain that she gave you her virginity?” Olivia reminded. “You are a brilliant and excellent man, but your taste in women is questionable.”
Oscar smiled bitterly. “Mom, you used to say Cassie was cute and innocent. Why did you derogate her, making her seem worthless after five years?” Olivia leaned against the seat and noted, “I’m just stating the facts. I believe you are wise enough to discern if a woman is faking it or truly innocent.” After that, Oscar drove the car in silence. Casting him a glance, Olivia said, “Send me to Amelia’s place, I want to see if my daughter-in-law and grandchild are still doing fine. It’s unfortunate that they have an irresponsible husband and father like you.” Right then, Oscar’s position in Olivia’s heart dropped to the lowest. “Mom, can you go tomorrow? I need to talk to Amelia.” Olivia stared at him for a while and nodded in acknowledgment.
After sending his mother back to the Clinton residence, Oscar saw a florist by the roadside. Without hesitation, he pulled his car over and entered the shop. He was holding a bouquet of ninety-nine roses when he got out. Its fiery red color was especially eye-catching. When Amelia opened the door, she froze for a while at the sight of the bouquet of fiery red roses. She was taken aback the moment she saw the person who was holding the bouquet. Surprised, she asked, “Mr. Clinton, which admirer of yours gave you that? There are ninety-nine of them. Is she wishing to love you till the day she dies?” Oscar’s face flushed at her words. He then shoved the bouquet into her arms. “This is for you.”
Amelia was stunned by the happenings. She looked at Oscar in disbelief. “Mr. Clinton, did you get enlightened?” Oscar was a little frustrated at her response. “It is normal for a husband to give his wife a gift. Why do you have to look so surprised?” Amelia let out a burst of laughter and her expression was filled with happiness. “Although I don’t know what your intention is, I still want to thank you for the bouquet, Mr. Clinton.” “What intention can a husband harbor when he gives his wife a gift?” Oscar stared at her.
Carrying the bouquet of ninety-nine roses in her arms, Amelia questioned, “By giving me this bouquet, are you implying that you’ll love me till the day you die?” Oscar cast her a glance without saying a word. A hint of disappointment flashed across Amelia’s eyes at his reaction. Although they were cracking jokes as if nothing happened, Amelia knew that Cassie was in the middle of their relationship. Now that the latter was hospitalized, the time he could spend with her increased. On the other hand, the former’s marriage with him became precarious.
Sitting on the sofa, Amelia cleared her throat purposely and asked, “Mr. Clinton, how is Ms. Yard?” “She’s awake.” “What about the child in her belly?” “It was miscarried.” Amelia paused for a while before saying, “My condolences.” Oscar stared at her and beckoned at her. “Come here.” Amelia lifted her head to gaze at her with a depressed look, then stood up and walked over slowly. Oscar pulled her hand and made her sat on his lap. With his arms around her waist, he placed his chin on her shoulder and commented, “Do you have to be so cold toward me?”
At his words, Amelia merely shook her head. She felt a little down for no reason. “Are you upset?” Amelia turned over. Her face was within a hair’s breadth of touching his. He could tell she was a little panicked. “Why? Are you really upset?” Oscar lowered his voice, sounded husky. Amelia bit his lips and put her arms around his neck. Her voice was choked as she asked, “Oscar, let’s not divorce, okay? We will have our own child very soon. Won’t it be great for us to be together?”
Oscar’s heart almost skipped a beat at her words. “Silly woman!” Oscar patted her head and continued, “Who told you that we’re divorcing?” “Considering Ms. Yard’s condition, you’ll definitely choose to file for a divorce with me and go back to her. After all, I’m but a replacement in your heart.” Her words cut deep in his heart. He felt heartbroken for this overthinking and thoughtful woman. How did I overlook her good points previously? “Silly woman! Stop imagining things.” Oscar said helplessly. Amelia held his neck with her arms firmly. “Mr. Clinton, by giving me a bouquet of ninety-nine roses, are you implying that you’ll love me till the day you die?” she asked, with her eyes full of hope.
Oscar patted her head and shifted the subject. “Stop letting your imagination runs wild. No matter what’s the outcome, I’ll not mistreat you and the child.” A hint of disappointment flashed across Amelia’s eyes. “Mr. Clinton, you still want to divorce me, right?” Oscar did not say a word. At that, Amelia’s eyes reddened. When she tried to get out of his embrace, he hugged her tighter than before. “Don’t move. Let me hug you for a bit.” Oscar ordered, then he sniffed her neck. Amelia obeyed him and stayed put. A myriad of emotions bombarded her.
He ran his fingers through her hair and queried, “Why are you so quiet?” Amelia shook her head. She asked in a bitter tone, “Mr. Clinton, how long can these peaceful days be?” “As long as you want them to be.” At his words, Amelia flashed a bitter smile. “Is that so?” Oscar let out a chuckle and remarked, “Don’t overthink things. You are pregnant now. Please be good.” Amelia snuggled in his arms. Oscar’s cellphone ringtone broke the silence in the room. Amelia lifted her head to look at him while he expressed his apology with his eyes. After that, he picked up the call.
Elizabeth’s voice came from the other end of the line. “Oscar, hurry up and come now. Cassie is emotionally unstable and began struggling the moment she is awake because you aren’t around. Blood is flowing out of the IV needle.” Upon hearing that, Oscar’s expression changed. “Mrs. Yard, I’ll be there in a while. Please let Cassie answer the call.” Soon, Cassie’s voice came from the other end. “Oz, didn’t you promise to stay with me in the hospital?” Oscar replied in a gentle tone. “Cassie, please be good. I went back to get some clean clothes. I’ll be there in one hour. Your body is still weak.
Don’t make a fuss. Wait for me.” Cassie answered, “Oz, hurry and come now. I’m scared when you’re not around. I think I’m seeing something that looks like our unborn child covered in blood appearing in front of me.” Oscar comforted her patiently, “Good girl. I’ll be there in no time. Listen to your parents. I’ll show up within an hour.” “Okay. Oz, please come quickly. I’ll wait for you.” After the call, Oscar looked at Amelia, but he did not expect her to avert his gaze. “Mr. Clinton, you are going to get some clean clothes, right? I’ll get them for you.”
Oscar clasped her and asked, “Are you angry?” Amelia turned around and played a smile on her face. “Do you look like I’m angry to you?” “Don’t force yourself to smile if you don’t feel like it. It’s ugly.” Oscar pinched her cheek as he spoke. Amelia suppressed the bitterness in her heart and forced a smile. “Do I look like I’m forcing myself to smile? I’ll go up to pack your clothes now.” Staring at her silhouette, Oscar had mixed emotions welled up in his heart.
