Chapter 276 Electrocuted
With a plan worked out, Oscar started working on how he’d court Amelia and get her back after they divorced. He wanted the two of them to get back together as soon as possible, so he even put aside his pride and consulted his men. That caused most of his subordinates to stare strangely at him, as if they had just seen a ghost.
Oscar tapped the desk with his pen and demanded, “I asked you boys what you do when you court women. Is that question really that difficult to answer?”
The men came around immediately after.
They interrupted each other as they answered the question, but in general, it was the same few pieces of advice.
Firstly, a guy had to buy breakfast and personally deliver it to the girl’s place every morning. He was to have breakfast with her, then accompany her to her workplace.
Secondly, the guy had to show up in front of the girl every single day and be adaptable to the situation. For example, if someone were to bully the girl, the guy must exact revenge on the girl’s behalf.
Thirdly, the guy had to be prepared and okay with being the girl’s fallback guy.
Fourthly, the guy had to treat the girl well. It was imperative to do so much for her that she became used to it and became unreasonably spoilt. Every other guy wouldn’t be able to handle that temper, and she’d naturally turn to the guy who spoiled her in the first place.
Fifthly, the guy had to love everything the girl loved. He also had to be kind to her family and friends.
Sixthly, it was vital the guy remember every occasion. Valentine’s Day, dating anniversaries, the day they first kissed, wedding anniversaries… Any occasion involving any gesture of love must be celebrated.
As Oscar listened, he noted everything down on a piece of paper as though he were a student preparing for an exam.
His subordinates’ eyes bulged in astonishment as they watched him write away. They then turned to one another and saw the same curiosity reflected in each other’s eyes.
Daniel had been working as Oscar’s assistant for quite some time by then. He rubbed his hands together before asking, “Uh, Mr. Clinton? Why are you asking this question?”
“To court and get my wife back. Do you guys think this will work?” asked Oscar grimly. He had a straight face on, but everyone else took his words as a joke.
Daniel grinned and replied, “Oh, that’s so funny, Mr. Clinton! You and your wife are on such good terms, and the two of you have a son together. There’s no need for you to court her.”
“What makes you think that we’re on good terms?” asked Oscar as he rested both his hands on his desk. There was an unreadable expression on his face.
Daniel swallowed hard and examined Oscar’s expression before chuckling a little. The former then said, “Mr. Clinton, you truly are hilarious. If you and your wife aren’t on good terms, how could the two of you stay married for five years? You’re handsome and rich, so you can have any woman you want. Staying with your wife for so long shows that you truly love her. Now that the two of you have a son, your family of three will surely be happy and blissful.”
Oscar was the kind of man who would lose all rationale when he fell for someone. Others might regard his behavior as being mentally disturbed, but Daniel had spent the last five years observing Oscar. Hence, Daniel knew that Oscar was simply an idiot when it came to matters of the heart.
“Mr. Clinton, are you okay?” asked Daniel nervously. Crap, I didn’t say anything wrong, did I? Please don’t fire me from this high-paying job with great benefits!
Oscar snapped back to his senses at the question. He waved his hand and ordered, “You guys can leave and go back to work now.”
Daniel and the others felt like a weight had been lifted off their chests.
“Okay then, Mr. Clinton. We’ll head out now.”
The crowd had just reached the door when Oscar said, “By the way, everyone will get a bonus of three thousand this month.”
Everyone was delighted to hear that. The economy was terrible nowadays, and the prices of everything were inflated. Having three thousand as a bonus was equivalent to finding a treasure chest.
“Thank you, Mr. Clinton!”
After everyone had left, Oscar dialed a number and had Jerry enter the office.
Jerry, who was wearing a formal outfit, entered the office and politely asked, “Mr. Clinton, you wanted to see me?”
Oscar nodded and cut to the chase by asking, “Jerry, if you were angry at your boyfriend, what would you want him to get you? Flowers? A car? A house? A mansion?”
Jerry was confused. She didn’t understand what that question had to do with her profession, so she looked right at Oscar and asked, “Mr. Clinton, may I know if you’re asking as my employer or as a friend? I’ll need to know that to answer your question.”
“What do you think?” challenged Oscar.
Jerry instantly understood what was going on.
“Mr. Clinton, if I was mad at my boyfriend but we were still in the early stages of our relationship, I would want him to do something romantic for me. For example, he can give me flowers, take me to dinner, or plan a romantic getaway. Almost every woman enjoys romantic gestures, after all. If, however, my boyfriend and I have been together for a while, I’d want him to save some money to buy a car or a house. I’d also want him to plan for our wedding because I’m getting older, and time waits for no one. Still, I’d want him to occasionally do something romantic for me. At the end of the day, the same fact remains—women like romantic gestures.”
After saying all that, Jerry paused for a moment before asking, “Mr. Clinton, are you planning on doing something romantic for your wife?”
Oscar nodded.
Jerry thought about it before suggesting, “Mr. Clinton, I’m sure your wife will be happy to learn that you’re thinking about doing something for her, so I think she’ll feel your sincerity regardless of what you do. All you have to focus on is putting in the effort. Mrs. Clinton isn’t a money-minded woman, so rather than giving her a branded bag or a branded outfit, it’d be better if you free up some time to cook for her. That gesture is more touching than giving her something expensive. Just give her what she lacks.”
Oscar thought about it.
“Jerry, you seem to know Amelia really well.”
Jerry grinned and replied, “Mr. Clinton, your wife is the most important woman in your life, so it’s only natural that I learn all about her. I need to be careful when buttering her up, or I may accidentally offend her.”
Oscar couldn’t help grinning.
“Jerry, you are exceptional at your job and know how to gauge your superior’s thoughts. The most important bit, however, is that you’re smart enough to steer clear of unwelcomed gestures or vile thoughts. The sales manager is retiring next week, and I’m thinking about promoting you to that position. What’s your take on the matter?” asked Oscar.
Jerry’s eyes glowed. She never thought that something so great would happen to her.
The Sales Department was the core department within Clinton Corporations because it was responsible for the daily, monthly, and annual profits. All other departments counted on the Sales Department to get their bonuses, and anyone with the right skills could make a fortune.
Many went all out to come up with strategies to enter that department, so Jerry didn’t expect something that great to fall right into her lap.
She knew then that Oscar was going to train her, and that opportunity had come because Jerry herself was great at her work. However, Amelia had also played a vital role because she had obviously put in a good word for Jerry every now and then. Sometimes, having the favor of the CEO’s wife has its benefits.
“Thank you, Mr. Clinton. I promise I won’t disappoint you,” replied Jerry excitedly.
“Jerry, do you know why I’m suddenly promoting you to be the manager of the Sales Department?”
Jerry thought about it before replying, “Mr. Clinton, you’re a man who values talent. I’m guessing you thought long and hard before deciding that I was the best candidate for the job.”
Oscar nodded. He tapped rhythmically on the table with his golden pen, then answered, “You’re not wrong about that, but your capabilities are only one of the two reasons I chose to promote you. The other reason is Amelia. She once spoke up for you, and she’s the reason I’ll train you, so in a way, you’re in her debt. If in the future she turns to you for help, I pray that you’ll help her, regardless of what it is she needs.”
Jerry thought those words were a little strange. Given the power that the Clintons hold, Amelia won’t need to come to me for help.
Despite those thoughts, Jerry answered in a firm tone, “I will, Mr. Clinton. If Mrs. Clinton ever asks for my help, I’ll go all out to do so.”
“Remember what you said today.”
Jerry nodded.
It would be some time before Jerry understood and was impressed by Oscar’s incredible skill at predicting problems and preparing for them. How much did a man have to love a woman to consider that far into the future and plan ahead? All just so that the woman he loved would have an easier life.
“You may leave now,” replied Oscar while waving his hand. “When the manager of the Sales Department retires next month, you’ll be promoted to replace him. I have high hopes for you, and I pray that you’ll lead the elites in the Sales Department to a new height. Don’t let me down.”
Jerry nodded firmly.
Oscar sat on his chair and played with the pen he had with him. His eyes shone with unfaltering determination.
He had been planning for how he would court Amelia and get her back after they had their divorce. That was why he hadn’t been to visit Amelia all this time. Still, he had sent his men to spy on her and was aware of how she was discharged from the hospital on the third day. On top of that, it seemed that she was doing fine, so he felt assured enough to tell his men to stop spying on her.
With Kurt there to protect Amelia, Oscar didn’t want to assign anyone else to her. He worried Amelia would assume that he only had his men spy on her because he didn’t trust her. Hence, out of respect and trust for his partner, Oscar decided that he didn’t need to know about Amelia’s daily routine.
He planned on visiting her on the fifth day of their separation. Amelia, on the other hand, had thought about a lot over the past five days. Oscar hadn’t come to visit her, and at first, she was a little upset about it. Then, she thought about how things were going to end between the two of them, and that made her feel devastated.
She did well at hiding her sadness away, and she would play with Tony whenever she was free. She did her best to smile as much as possible, but her vision would always be gone when she woke up from her afternoon nap. Additionally, her vision at night was getting progressively worse. She couldn’t see anything beyond three meters anymore, and if the lights were off, she would be completely blind.
This caused her to be overwhelmed by panic and anxiety, and she felt miserable. There were times when she thought about doing the extreme, but when she saw Tony smiling, those negative thoughts miraculously faded away.
Despite her fluctuating emotions, Oscar showed up at the front door one day.
When Amelia saw Oscar once more, a complex range of emotions welled in her. Her lips moved, and for a moment there, everything felt so surreal and unfamiliar that she didn’t know what to say.
Oscar was staring at her as well. He commented, “You’ve lost weight.”
The grip on Amelia’s heart loosened a little.
She shifted her gaze to avoid looking into Oscar’s mesmerizing eyes. After that, she said, “Ah, you’re here. Come on in.”
Oscar entered, his burning gaze entirely focused on Amelia.
Amelia tried her best to stay as far away from Oscar as possible. “Take a seat.”
Oscar sat down and looked right at her. He went straight to the point and said, “Amelia, I’m here to take you home. I’ve thought about it. If you want to get a divorce, then let’s talk about it at home. I won’t make this difficult for you.”
In Oscar’s mind, he thought that the faster they got a divorce, the faster he could start courting Amelia again and get her back. He thought that without money or benefits involved, their love would bloom in a purer and more lasting way.
Amelia, however, felt like she had been electrocuted when she heard that.
She gripped the sofa’s fabric so tightly that her veins were popping, and her face was turning pale.
She was the one who had asked for a divorce, but seeing how Oscar seemed absolutely okay with the divorce made her feel terrible.
So this is how little Oscar loves me. It only took him a few days to let go of everything between us.
All her previous suffering seemed to have turned into nothing but a joke.
At that moment, she felt as though she was the dumbest person alive. She had assumed that Oscar loved her, but it only took him such a short time to get over her and be okay with the divorce.
