Chapter 170 Will You Stop Making A Fuss
Molly wiped Amelia’s tears off gently and said in a loving voice, “Don’t cry anymore, sweetie, just come and talk to me anytime. I may be getting old, but that means I can give better advice too.”
Amelia started feeling rather embarrassed.
She sat up straight once again and asked, “I’m so sorry, Molly. That was unreasonable of me.”
Molly chuckled. “All I saw was a cute and loveable version of you. You weren’t being unreasonable at all.”
At that, Amelia giggled as well.
“Mrs. Clinton, I think you should ask Mr. Clinton to come down for breakfast before he’s late for work,” Molly said.
Amelia’s smile suddenly froze on her face. Molly noticed Amelia’s awkwardness and immediately understood. “Has Mr. Clinton already left?”
Amelia nodded, trying to act nonplussed.
However, Molly could already tell she was bothered.
“Did the two of you argue?”
Amelia almost wished they’d argued instead. But Oscar had never given Amelia a chance to argue about anything. He was always giving her almost everything she could ever ask for, and she was always just accepting it. It almost seemed like she was just someone he could buy off with money.
If only Oscar actually placed me first for once, I wouldn’t have to be so paranoid. It wasn’t even the first time that Oscar hadn’t prioritized me, so why did it hurt so much more this time around?
Maybe it was because their relationship had deepened after yesterday, and she couldn’t treat Oscar as some financial backer anymore.
“No. The company called and said there were urgent documents that he needed to sign, so he rushed off without eating. I was worried that he would get gastritis, so I guess I became a little paranoid.” Amelia randomly strung together.
Molly could tell she wasn’t telling the truth, but she simply let it be and replied, “I thought you two had an argument! If that’s the case, I can whip up a quick focaccia sandwich, and you can bring it to him later.”
Upon that, Amelia was hesitant.
Oscar’s departure seemed really urgent, and it seemed like Cassie was not doing well. If Amelia went over now, she could probably anger the Yard family, which would end up reflecting on Oscar.
After a torrent of emotions, Amelia finally shook her head. “It’s alright. He’s working, and I don’t want to disturb him.”
Despite that, Molly packed up some food for her and chuckled. “I think Mr. Clinton would love it if you visited him at work. He may not say it directly, but he really cares about you. Even when he’s not home, he calls me to ask if you’ve eaten and if you’re feeling alright.”
At her words, Amelia cheered up a little and asked, “Really?”
“Would I have to lie about something like that?” Molly smiled.
Amelia’s foul mood finally dissipated.
“Feeling better, Mrs. Clinton?”
Amelia nodded, a little embarrassed.
Molly was glad, but she still felt worried for Amelia. She could tell that Amelia had fallen deeply for Oscar, but she wasn’t sure if she could say the same for him. On the one hand, he had his old lover, and on the other, he had his wife of almost five years. Men were peculiar creatures in that they never treasured something until they lost it. Thus, Molly was worried that Oscar was in the same situation and that he was unable to see how much Amelia loved him.
Hopefully, Mr. Clinton would know better than other men and wouldn’t choose the woman who once left him behind. If he did choose her, Mrs. Clinton, who truly loved him, would get hurt, and he’d lose his chance at a regular happy marriage.
“Eat up, Mrs. Clinton. You’re barely showing even though you’re almost seven and a half months pregnant.”
Amelia took another bite at the bacon paired with some eggs and some homemade focaccia bread. It was savory with a hint of fragrance from the garlic and herbs. Pairing with the runny yolk, it tasted just like heaven. “This is delicious, Molly. You could compete with a five-star restaurant at this point. I can’t even imagine being this good at cooking,” she praised.
Molly felt incredibly happy at Amelia’s compliments.
“Mrs. Clinton, you were born into a good life. All you have to do is go out there and enjoy yourself! Buy all the clothes you want, and leave the cooking to people like me,” Molly said.
“Please don’t say that. Sometimes I start feeling like cooking is more fun than shopping, but my skills are far from comparable to yours,” Amelia chuckled.
While the atmosphere in the house was starting to lighten up, it was the opposite at the hospital.
When Oscar arrived, Elizabeth shot him a venomous glare. “I see you still have some humanity left in you, Oscar.”
Oscar hurried over and said, “What happened, Mrs. Yard? I thought she was doing well yesterday.”
Immediately, Elizabeth’s expression soured, and she slapped Oscar across the face. “If anything happens to her, I’m going to make sure you regret it,” she threatened.
Oscar’s expression darkened as well.
Just then, Charlie wrapped his arms around Elizabeth and said to Oscar, “She’s just high-strung because of Cassie, Oscar. Don’t take it personally.”
Nonetheless, Oscar just stayed silent.
Charlie sighed, his face lined with tiredness. “I think you should head home, Oscar. We’ll be here for Cassie.”
Elizabeth looked even more agitated at that.
With all her might, she wormed out of Charlie’s grasp and said, “He can’t leave! He’s the reason Cassie is in there right now fighting for her life.”
“You can’t blame everything on Oscar. Cassie chose to do that to herself.” Charlie replied helplessly.
As soon as Elizabeth heard that, she snapped at Charlie and glared daggers at him. “Charlie, need I remind you that the one lying in the operating room is also your daughter? I get that you’re still caught up on Olivia, but can you get your head clear enough to care about Cassie for one second?”
At that point, Charlie was already feeling exhausted. Not only was his daughter in the operating room, but his wife was also trying to start a fight. He was starting to feel like his once-happy family was starting to deviate into chaos.
He worked so hard just to provide a comfortable life for his family, but all he got in return was his daughter becoming someone’s mistress and his wife starting fights every day.
Oscar frowned and broke the silence. “As the reason for Cassie’s condition, don’t you think I should be allowed to know exactly what happened? Even criminals get to be aware of the crime they committed before getting sentenced.”
Charlie looked at him and sighed before passing Oscar a piece of paper. “This is the will Cassie wrote yesterday. If Elizabeth and I hadn’t visited her when we did, she might have already left us. She did truly love you, after all, so just do what you will with that.”
Oscar took the piece of paper and started reading the will. As his eyes traveled further down the page, his frown started deepening.
The will read: Oscar, I love you so much. I can’t stand being second to any other woman in your life. I’m terrified that you’ll fall in love with someone else and leave me behind, so I decided that taking my own life was the only way that you would remember me forever. If my death makes its mark on your heart, I’d take that as a success. I called you yesterday but that woman picked up instead. She said you had already personally confirmed your love for her, and that you were only getting your revenge on me. That’s why you treated me so well, so you could let me down and leave me behind. I didn’t believe it at first, but that woman sent me a voice recording confirming exactly what she told me. You already stopped loving me almost five years ago. I was devastated by that message. I can’t live in a world where you don’t love me, so forgive me for choosing such an irresponsible way to end my own life. I just want me to mean as much to you as you do to me, even if guilt is the cause of that.
Oz, this will truly make you remember me forever, right? I don’t believe that you no longer love me. I wanted to marry you, to put on a wedding dress, and read our vows together, though it looks like that won’t happen in this life anymore. But if we’re so lucky as to meet again in our next life, will you marry me then? You promised that you would only marry me. I can’t believe you went back on your promise in less than five years’ time. Not only did you marry another woman, but you were also even willing to have a child with her. You have no idea how much I envy her for being the woman you married. Oz, in our next life, please only love me, okay?
There wasn’t much written on what was supposed to be her will, but every single word showed how much Cassie loved Oscar and the lengths she was willing to go to have him all for herself.
Oscar couldn’t help but feel slightly startled at this strange, unfamiliar side of Cassie.
No one wanted to hear their significant other threatening them by taking their own life.
Hence, a woman placing such immense pressure on a man by literally giving her life up for him was only going to distance him from her. Oscar didn’t feel like this was romantic in the slightest. On the contrary, he was terrified.
At that moment, Oscar was feeling extremely conflicted. For one, he didn’t believe that Amelia would have sent Cassie such a voice recording. After all, Oscar had never even said such things.
Since he was aware of that, he couldn’t understand why Cassie would say that in her will. Was it simply so I would misunderstand what Amelia did?
The more Oscar thought about it, the more he felt like he no longer knew who Cassie was. The pure, sometimes reckless woman that he once loved was now gone. And in her place was a venomous, calculative woman who only acted nice and gentle in front of him.
Charlie patted Oscar on the shoulder. “Don’t take it too personally, Oscar. Cassie certainly did go too far this time.”
Elizabeth, however, pulled Charlie toward her and hissed, “Charlie Yard, if you say one more negative thing about our daughter, you better believe that I’ll kill you.”
Once again, Charlie sighed in resignation.
Their once warm and cozy home was now in shambles because of Elizabeth’s unreasonable behavior.
Elizabeth then pushed Charlie away and jabbed a finger at Oscar. “Oscar, I’m warning you, if Cassie comes out alive, you had better marry her no matter what. I only have one daughter, so I can’t let anything else happen to her. Though I may not be able to lay a finger on you if you choose not to marry her, I can’t say the same for your pregnant wife.”
In just a split second, Oscar’s expression became extremely dark, almost murderous.
“Are you threatening me, Mrs. Yard?”
Even so, Elizabeth spat back, “No, I’m not threatening you. As a mother, I am willing to do anything to keep my daughter safe and happy. I don’t care how cruel or inhumane it is. Cassie was willing to die for you, so I’m not going to let you get away with that.”
Charlie sighed and pulled Elizabeth away from Oscar. In a low voice, he told the woman, “Will you stop making a fuss?”
