Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164 Happiness And Bliss

Amelia stared at the door, which Tiffany had slammed shut. Then, she turned to look at Oscar. “Excuse me, Mr. Clinton, but are you that petty?”

Gazing at her affectionately, Oscar lifted his hand and tapped her on the nose. “Don’t you know that better than anyone else?” he drawled.

Unbidden, the corners of Amelia’s mouth lifted. She appeared to be in an exceedingly good mood now.

Meanwhile, Oscar was now in love with the feminine side of her – her shyness, allure, and even child-like naivety at times. In short, the many sides of her simply had him irrevocably infatuated.

I’ve truly squandered the time we’ve spent together in the past! I’d always thought that she was a gold digger, who was trying to seduce me, so I’d never planned to truly understand her. In doing so, I’ve really wasted too much time! But now, I’m glad I’ve finally moved to open my heart and appreciate the different sides of her. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have realized that she’s actually so adorable and enchanting!

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Amelia nestled into his embrace docilely. “I missed you, Darling,” she murmured.

This statement was very effective against Oscar, for the corners of his mouth lifted. He then pulled her nearer to him, plastering their bodies even closer.

“I missed you, too.”

An unprecedented sense of security flooded Amelia as she burrowed against him. I wish I can stay in his embrace forever, never to be separated from him!

Subsequently, Oscar raised his hand and stroked her hair. His deep voice was exceeding hypnotizing as he asked, “Did you eat properly while I was gone?”

At this, Amelia chuckled. “While you were gone, I used food to alleviate my sorrow and ate even more than when you were here. I feel as though I’m turning into a little pig now.”

As Oscar lifted a hand and placed it over her stomach, he jested, “Let me see whether you’ve truly become a little pig.”

Upon hearing this, Amelia’s laughter grew even more exuberant.

The two of them bantered for a while before Amelia changed the subject. “Darling, Tiff wasn’t deliberately trying to gainsay you, so don’t take offense at her.”

At the mention of this, the look in Oscar’s eyes changed. He then tilted her chin up. “I notice that you sometimes care about her more than you do me,” he noted tersely.

Amelia met his eyes, and they both stared at each other. In the end, she couldn’t help exclaiming with a giggle, “Don’t tell me you’re jealous, Darling?”

In response, Oscar grabbed her hand and nipped it. “You’ve grown bolder again now that you even dare poke fun at me,” he commented.

At this moment, Amelia’s smile was exceedingly sweet, the bliss written on her face plainly visible to all.

The affection in Oscar’s gaze deepened when he saw that. Tapping her on the nose, he then declared, “In the future, you’re not allowed to speak of Tiffany too much in front of me.”

Amelia lifted her head and stared at him as she said with utmost seriousness, “Darling, Tiff is my best friend, and she was the only one who was willing to stay by my side when I was at my lowest. I’ll never forget her friendship. Can’t you be a bit more amicable to her for my sake?”

However, Oscar remained silent, saying nary a word.

A glimmer of disappointment flashed across Amelia’s eyes.

He’s indeed rather good to me, but he’s unwilling to be good to my friends. People say that when a man truly loves a woman, not only will he take care of her meticulously, but he’ll also take good care of her parents, family members, friends, and relatives.

Admittedly, he has always provided for me financially, but he has never tried to be part of my life. Plus, his attitude toward my friends is also lukewarm.

Unbidden, she wondered, Is he still regarding me as a dispensable pet even as he draws close to me now and pampers me?

Naturally, Oscar noticed her sudden change in demeanor. Lifting her chin, he queried, “What’s wrong? Are you not happy?”

Amelia shook her head, shaking off the tangle of thoughts in her mind. Then, as though nothing had happened, she blurted, “Didn’t you say you’re going to cook for me, Mr. Clinton? Let’s go. I’m really looking forward to trying your cooking. After all, I’ve never seen you cooking in the five years we’ve been married.”

As a sense of distance manifested, Amelia changed her address of him out of habit.

The moment her words fell, Oscar hugged her domineeringly. “You’re unhappy,” he declared. It wasn’t a question, but a statement.

Amelia was still wearing a smile on her face, but her smile was tinged with a hint of detachment.

Oscar hated such a smile from her, for it made him feel that there was a gulf between them.

His possessiveness was exceedingly intense in matters of the heart, so he hoped that his woman would make him the priority without having any other motives in the mix.

“Are you unhappy because my attitude toward Tiffany is too cold?” he demanded, hitting the nail right on the head.