Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350 I Have Never Come To Terms With Your Departure

In the meantime, Oscar drove to Boris’ clinic from the restaurant. The clinic was well-furnished and grand. Oscar felt an urge to just run down before his car even pulled up. Rubbing his chin, he looked at himself in the mirror to check if he was cleanly shaved. “Hugo,” he called, turning to the side. “Do I look okay? Still as handsome as always?”

Hugo was speechless. He found the whole thing hilarious, as he had never seen Oscar being so unsure of himself before. He had always been confident and decisive around his men.

He felt Oscar actually looked adorable, behaving like this.

“You look dashing, Boss, but I think you’ll look even better if you gain more weight, but I’m sure Mrs. Clinton will still think you’re handsome no matter how you look,” he responded earnestly.

Oscar could not help but smile. “You really think so, Hugo?”

The man nodded.

“You look perfect, Boss. You’re a little thin but still as attractive as always,” Hugo replied, giving him a thumbs up. “You should get going now. I bet Mrs. Clinton has been waiting for some time.”

Oscar rolled his eyes at him. He was over cloud nine, so it did not matter to him that Hugo was making fun of him. In fact, he liked Hugo even more now.

After arranging his suit and tie, Oscar sat up straight before getting out of the car. “Let’s go.”

Hugo followed after him. Once they got into the clinic, they bumped into an old man in his seventies—Boris.

“Hello, I’m guessing you’re Oscar Clinton?” the doctor asked, checking the man out.

Oscar stared at him, not surprised at how the other man knew his name. After all, he figured Charles must have informed them about him knowing where Amelia was. Oscar was not afraid of Amelia running away again because she was too kind-hearted. She would not want everyone to go through the hassle of moving again because of her.

“Yes, I’m Oscar Clinton. And you are?”

“Jackman. Call me Mr. Jackman.”

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Jackman. I’m sure you already know the purpose of my visit. I’m here to pick up my wife. Do you think it’s a good time she goes home with me?” Oscar asked, trying hard not to sound too impatient.

With a smile, the doctor took out a phone from his pocket. “Mr. Clinton, Amelia has a message for you. She left with Kurt before you went to see Charles. She asked me to pass this message to you. If you insist on seeing her even after seeing this video, she promised she will go and meet you on her own when the time comes.”

Oscar’s hands were shaking when he took the phone from the doctor.

“So she left?” he asked in disbelief.

“You can search the premise if you don’t believe me,” the old man said, moving to the side.

Gripping the phone, Oscar turned toward Hugo.

“Search this place,” he ordered.

At Oscar’s word, Hugo and his men set to action.

On the other side, Boris was not disturbed at all. His gaze was still fixed on Oscar. “Mr. Clinton, I can tell you’re a successful and promising young man, but speaking from experience, I think you should just let Amelia be. Both of you are already divorced, so she has nothing to do with you anymore. What you’re doing now is not a display of your love for her. If she really cares for you, she will not have remained hidden so far. All relationships are built on the foundation of reciprocity. You’re only making things difficult for her if you keep pushing her. If you truly love her, you should give her some space.”

Even though Oscar felt wronged, he still tried to force a smile.

“Mr. Jackman, my relationship with Amelia is not as simple as it seems. I thank you for your advice, but you have no idea what had happened between the two of us. Only those who are involved know exactly how it feels. You’re not Amelia, so how would you know if she loves me or not? I know she refuses to see me because of her blindness, but to me, her blindness does not matter at all. She’s everything I care for. I hope you can help me relay a message when you see her. Until she agrees to see me again, I will be here. I won’t force her to come now, but I won’t give up either.”

Boris’ weak eyes glimmered in tears after listening to Oscar. His gaze turned gentle and soft. “No wonder Amelia told me you’re one good man before she left. She said you’re a rare gem, and you deserve all the love you receive. I think I finally understand what she meant. She said that if you’re still unmarried, and that if she regains her sight one day, she will gladly return to you, if you’re still willing to accept her, but this is still not the right time. She wishes that you allow her to preserve her last bit of dignity for now.”

A slight frown settled on Oscar’s brows as he let the words settle.

At this moment, Hugo and his men were back.

Seeing Hugo shake his head in disappointment, Oscar turned back toward the doctor with a sigh. “I’ll see you around, Mr. Jackman.”

Boris smiled at him. “I like you, young man. I think you and Amelia make a perfect pair. Do tell me if both of you really end up together again. I want to congratulate you both in person.”