Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 A Futile Crush

The first thing Oscar saw upon opening the door was Amelia and Kurt with their heads nearly touching each other. Given the fact that they were in the same room so late at night, it was only natural for any guy to get the wrong idea.

Oscar’s expression looked as if he was about to kill someone, but he was quick to hide it and called out to her, “Amelia.”

Amelia accidentally tugged hard on the bandages from the shock, causing Kurt to groan in pain.

Having been snapped out of her state of shock, Amelia quickly apologized, “Sorry! I’m sorry!” She then hurried to her feet, but her legs were numb from kneeling for too long. Fortunately, Oscar quickly reached out to hold her steady when she lost her balance and fell forward. The next thing she knew, she had fallen face-first into his broad chest.

“Be careful not to fall,” Oscar said gently while holding her in his embrace.

Amelia instinctively grabbed on to his arm and tried to explain, “Listen to me, Oscar. This isn’t what it looks like.”

Oscar cut her off by holding a finger to her lips as he said, “Hush! I know. It’s late, so you should head back and get some sleep. We’ll talk in the morning.”

Amelia shot Kurt a glance before nodding in response.

Oscar then wrapped an arm around her waist and brought her back to the bedroom.

Noticing that Amelia had been cautiously staring at his face the whole time, Oscar asked with a chuckle, “What? Did I get something on my face?”

Amelia shook her head. “Aren’t you mad about me being in the nursery late at night?”

“Do you want me to be?”

Amelia shook her head again. “Oscar, I was there because—”

“I know you were there to see Tony. I trust you, Amelia. I know you’re not the type who would flirt with other men when you’ve got a husband and child,” Oscar said confidently.

Amelia’s heart raced when she heard that.

Oscar really is unconditionally trusting and forgiving toward me… If I weren’t losing my vision, I’d be able to fully enjoy all of his love and affection. Alas, fate loves to toy with people… The more beautiful a relationship is, the more vulnerable it becomes. Despite my best efforts to keep this marriage going in hopes of finally reaching the light at the end of the tunnel, fate decided to make it all a joke…

“Oscar, why aren’t you jealous even when you see me mingle with another man? Do you even love me?” Amelia began nitpicking as she wanted to find some fault with him. That way, she would at least feel less horrible about leaving him later on.

Oscar laid her down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her as he replied, “It’s too late at night to be thinking about all this, you silly girl. Hurry up and get some sleep. If you’re not tired, we can engage in some physical activities to help you sleep better.”

Amelia knew better than to argue any further and quickly closed her eyes. As she was really tired, she fell asleep shortly after.

Oscar’s expression turned incredibly nasty as he watched her sleeping face from the side.

He then got out of bed and entered the nursery.

“Boss!” Kurt bowed respectfully when he saw Oscar return.

The next thing he knew, Oscar sent him crashing to the floor with a swift kick to the gut. Kurt quickly got back on his feet and wiped the blood that he had coughed up off the corner of his mouth.

“Do you know what you did wrong?” Oscar asked coldly.

“Boss, Amelia and I are strictly employer and employee. I am well aware of my status and would never dare cross that line!” Kurt explained as he stood up straight.

Oscar stared deeply at him. “You’d better make sure of that. I won’t tolerate anyone fantasizing about my woman, and you know what happens to those that do. You’re a very talented bodyguard that I have personally trained, so don’t force me to cripple you myself. I assigned you to protect Amelia, not to have an affair with her.”

A hint of sadness flashed past in Kurt’s eyes when he heard that, but he maintained a straight face as he replied, “Understood.”

Oscar glanced at Tony who was fast asleep before asking, “How did you injure your hand?”

“I scraped it when I fell.”