Chapter 343 Do Not Make Me Despise You
Isabella took care of Oscar the entire time he was asleep. Only after his high body temperature dropped did she sit down by the bedside to gaze at the good-looking man.
Then, Isabella reached out to touch the man’s face. “Oscar, I really have fallen in love with you. If not, I wouldn’t have followed you around like a fly. What will it take for you to forget about that woman who left without a goodbye? You should be with me.”
Putting her head on Oscar’s chest, Isabella could hear his heart beating steadily, and that brought a smile to her face.
“Oscar, I think this is the first time we’ve ever been this close. There’s a sense of calmness in listening to your heartbeat. Oh, how I wish I could rest my head on you like this forever!” Like those of a teenage girl on her first date, Isabella’s cheeks suddenly turned red when she thought of a possible future for the two of them. “We’re a perfect match, you know? If you’re willing, I can marry you immediately. I’m serious, Oscar. For you, I’ll learn to be a great wife. I’ll even get the chefs at home to teach me how to cook properly. They already told me that I have the talent. I can even give up my piano and focus on our family instead. I can give you beautiful children, Oscar. How many would you like? How about two? A boy and girl.”
As Isabella continued to mutter to herself, she realized that she had never considered such things before. She used to despise her friends who became housewives for their families, but when staring at Oscar, she finally understood why they did what they did.
Isabella remained smiling for a while until she stumbled upon a few questions inside her head. “Am I not good enough for you, Oscar? Am I not better than Amelia? I don’t understand. Why are you still searching for her even though you two are divorced? Are you only going to accept me after we get intimate?”
With that, Isabella leaned in and forced her lips onto Oscar’s. Before letting him go, she bit the man’s lower lip.
“You’ll be mine one day, Oscar. That I promise you.” Pleased with herself, Isabella touched her lips and continued to gaze at the man with a deranged look in her eyes.
It was already six o’clock in the evening when Isabella decided to give Oliva a call. The elderly woman was glad to hear that Oscar was with Isabella, so she encouraged the young woman to continue spending more time with her son.
With Olivia’s support, Isabella was even more convinced that she would marry Oscar.
The woman then rested her head back on Oscar and fell asleep shortly afterward.
When Oscar finally woke up, his fever had subsided, and so had his headache. Since the room was pitch black, Oscar somehow thought the person lying on him was Amelia, so he ran his fingers through her hair and called out Amelia’s name.
However, when he heard his own hoarse voice, he suddenly remembered what had happened that morning. Oscar recalled how Isabella made a scene outside his office and how she barged in after he fired her. What happened after that was blurry at best to the man. Oscar remembered slowly falling asleep after somebody fed him medications, and he even dreamed of seeing Amelia again. They were holding each other tightly and kissing before he woke up.
Because of that, Oscar had trouble differentiating his dream from the real world. He thought Amelia was resting on him and that everything he dreamed was real.
Not long after feeling Oscar’s touch, Isabella, too, woke up. She immediately extended her hand to turn on the lights before questioning Oscar worriedly, “Are you feeling better, Oscar? Do you need me to get you anything?”
Oscar was greatly disappointed when he realized that he mistook Isabella for Amelia, so he quickly withdrew his hand from the woman. “Why are you here?”
“You had a high fever, Oscar. Since you didn’t want to go to the hospital, I had Linda help me carry you here so you could rest. You’ve been asleep since morning, and I took care of you the entire time. I know it’s impossible to make you fall in love with me in such a short time, but can you at least be a little nicer to me?” pleaded Isabella.
Still, even after hearing all that, Oscar remained indifferent toward the woman. “Get out.”
Immediately, the fantasy Isabella had before went up in smoke as she stared at the cold-hearted man in disbelief. “But Oscar, you—”
“Get out.”
Gritting her teeth, Isabella could feel her eyes starting to well up. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve done for you? When you were sick, I did everything I could to keep your body temperature down. I don’t expect you to thank me, but could you at least try not to be mean to me? I have feelings too, you know?”
Oscar felt much better by then, so he got out of bed and started walking toward the door, but Isabella quickly blocked his way.
“Where are you going, Oscar?”
“If you like it here so much, you can stay.”
“Are you really that heartless? Don’t I at least deserve a smile from you after all that I’ve done? Why do you have to treat me this way?”
To that, Oscar’s only response was to open the door and leave without a word.
When Oscar walked out, Linda was still working overtime outside his office. “Are you feeling better, Mr. Clinton?”
Keeping his silence, Oscar glanced at the secretary before continuing to walk away.
Linda was mortified when her boss ignored her like that, so she hurriedly followed close behind. “You haven’t fully recovered yet, Mr. Clinton. Do you need me to get Bill to drive you home?”
“You talk too much, Linda. Please just focus on doing your job. I’m going to let it slide this time. But if something like this happens again, you can pack your things. I don’t need an indecisive employee.”
At the sound of that, Linda’s face turned pale. “Mr. Clinton, I can explain. I—”
Before the secretary could finish her sentence, Oscar had already entered the elevator, so she was forced to keep her own thoughts to herself.
“Linda, where’s Oscar?” questioned Isabella after rushing out of the man’s office.
Instead of replying to the question, Linda only glared at the woman before returning to her desk.
As much as Isabella wanted to unleash her wrath upon the secretary, she decided that her priority was to go after Oscar. However, when she reached the lobby, the man was already nowhere to be seen.
On the other side, Oscar was flooring the gas pedal to zoom to The Mirage, a karaoke bar. The man even jumped two red lights on the way. Not long after entering the building, Oscar happened to bump into the scantily dressed Cassie. If it were not for their history, Oscar would not have recognized Cassie, who he used to think was a girl with the purest of hearts.
Seeing the woman again brought back some memories that Oscar had almost forgotten. The man thought it was best to walk past Cassie after glancing at her, but unexpectedly, the woman noticed him as well.
Cassie was so drunk then that Oscar could immediately sense the smell of alcohol emanating from her.
Furrowing his brows, Oscar quickly took a step back from the strong odor.
“What a pleasant surprise! It’s so nice to see you again, Oz. I heard that you and Amelia got divorced. Congratulations! So when are you planning to marry me? You and I were definitely more than friends. Now that you had your fun, it’s time to accept me into the Clinton family,” slurred Cassie with a smile while gazing at Oscar with her drunken eyes.
“You’re drunk,” stated Oscar with his brows still knitted.
Like an octopus that had caught its prey, Cassie wrapped her arms around Oscar before continuing, “No, I’m perfectly sober. I couldn’t go to you because June had been pestering me for the past few months. You never came to me either. That’s cold. I mean, you just left after bedding me. You told me you loved me, but you didn’t mean it. You ruined me! Do you know that? It’s time for you to make it up to me.”
“Let go of me,” demanded Oscar icily.
“No! Now that I finally have you again, I’ll never let you go.”
“Let go of me now, or else.”
When Cassie refused to listen to him, Oscar swiftly broke free of the woman’s hold before decisively slamming her to the ground.
Immediately, the service staff at the nightclub was shocked.
“Are you okay, ma’am? Do you need help?” inquired the staff worriedly.
“Come on, man. You didn’t have to do that to your girlfriend,” voiced one of the bystanders.
Without explaining himself, Oscar simply turned around and headed for the exit. Cassie instantly got sobered up when she hit the ground. Seeing that Oscar was about to leave her, Cassie ignored her pain and hurriedly got to her feet.
In order to catch up to Oscar, Cassie even took off her stilettos. “Please stop, Oz! Don’t leave me! I’ve missed you so much.”
“You’re not the Cassie I know. Just look at you. Heavy makeup and scanty clothes? Is that what you think you need to win men over now? Let go of my arm before my despise for you grows even deeper,” warned Oscar.
