Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 98

She wondered why he had to talk that way. It was an utter disgrace to use beauty traps to bewilder women. Such a sly guy. He must be the reincarnation of a cheeky sly fox. Was there a need to create such a tensed atmosphere? “Could you please sit still, Mr. Clinton?” Oscar glanced at her dearly and said, “You don’t like it? The way I just treated you?” Amelia’s cheeks became slightly blushed with embarrassment. She tried to remain composed and glared at him. “I’d bet it’ll be better if you get going, Mr. Clinton. You can’t stop a car in the middle of the roads,” she said. Oscar then replied, “You don’t trust that I’d be serious in taking you as my wife? I’m actually also pretty interested in every single inch of your body.

Do you want me to prove it to you right now on the car?” Amelia knew Oscar meant every word he said. Looking at the cars and crowd passing by, she was worried he’d put his words to action. “There are eyes all around, Mr. Clinton.” “I don’t mind.” Amelia frowned upon hearing what Oscar just said. She gave him a stern glare and said, “Could you please not make such jokes, Mr. Clinton?” “I don’t ever make jokes.” Amelia pushed herself away, trying to distance herself from Oscar. “Hey, am I a monster to you? I’ll make sure to protect you from others even if I were to do anything. Did you really think I’ll be willing to let them see?” Oscar assured. Amelia was taken aback. “Mr. Clinton, you really have such a glib tongue.

Have you gotten so used to saying it to Ms. Yard that you now do it on reflex?” “If I tell you I’ve never done that to Cassie before, would you believe me?” Amelia was extremely surprised. She looked at Oscar in disbelief. “You don’t believe that?” Oscar laughed. Amelia shook her head in all honesty. “You…” Oscar was a little dumbfounded. “When Cassie and I got together, I’d spent most of my time on work. I almost had no time for her. And she was traveling a lot since she loved it back then. We had only gone for short walks when we both had time for each other, yet there were barely any sweet talks. I had only said them to you.” Amelia’s cheeks got flushing red. She quickly turned to look out the windows. “You still don’t believe what I’d just said?” Oscar asked while staring at her. “Sure, I’d believe you… Mr. Clinton.”

Oscar let out a weak laugh. “I’m gonna kiss you if you don’t look at me.” Amelia immediately turned around but hit hard on Oscar’s lips. Her eyes widened in shock. He moved back slightly, gently caressed Amelia’s lips, and called, “Honey.” Oscar was definitely sincere about it. He had never addressed Amelia as “Honey”, but now that he did, he realized it was not that bad after all. Turns out having a loved one was such a good feeling. And looking at the stupefied reaction Amelia had, he was even more contented. She looked really adorable in his eyes. On further thoughts, he felt even more proud he had such a cute yet sexy woman as his wife.

Compared to Cassie, he realized it was more comfortable to be with Amelia. As expected, Amelia was capable of making him feel more comfortable. He held onto Amelia’s neck gently, pushed his body, and leaned forward. He gently said, “I’ll call you Honey from now on, yes?” Amelia knew that her ears were burning red even without looking. She knew clearly how that would affect her. She had longed to be called “Honey”. She waited for almost five years, and she had finally heard it today. “Why are you crying?” Oscar asked while gently wiping the tears that rolled down her cheeks. Only then, Amelia realized she was crying. She tried avoiding Oscar’s attention and mumbled, “I’m not crying.

It was just sand that got in my eyes.” “Sand got into your eye?” Oscar looked at her and suddenly let out a fit of laughter so strong that he almost hunched all over. Amelia watched in shock. Oscar always appeared reserved and mature. She had never expected that he would ever laugh so heartily. His laughter, was it because of her? After some time, Oscar finally managed to calm himself down. He solemnly asked, “You’re crying because I called you Honey?” Amelia appeared somewhat aggrieved but muttered in honesty, “Yeah, you’ve never called me Honey so sincerely before.” This silly woman! Oscar then flirtatiously stroked the tip of her nose and said, “And you’re so easily satisfied?”

“Yes, it’s just that you’ve never tried to understand me.” Oscar suddenly felt a pang of guilt and apologized sincerely, “I’m sorry.” Amelia was, once again, shocked. She had never expected Oscar to apologize, and what’s more, a sincere one. He was a man who could be as cold as ice sometimes, yet also as warm as the sun at other times. His warmth was so impressionable that it’d left Amelia falling deeply for him and indulged herself within. Amelia was touched. She leaned closer and left a gentle peck on Oscar’s lips. As their lips touched, she felt his soft delicate lips and the warmth of his skin.