“He is going to divorce me.”
Tiffany suddenly sat up, not feeling sleepy anymore. “How much did you get? Amelia, you’re such a materialistic woman. Please don’t tell me that you fell in love with him and refused the money he offered!”
Amelia’s face clouded over as she asked, “Tiffany, how greedy do you think I am?”
“You’re not greedy; you just adore money,” replied Tiffany seriously. “Tell me quickly! Considering how rich Oscar is, how much would you receive if you get a divorce?”
Amelia kicked her shoes off and sat on the bed. Snuggling under the blankets, she mumbled, “Tiff, what if I actually fell in love with Oscar?”
Surprised, Tiffany exclaimed, “Amelia, you actually fell in love with him? He’s your employer! I thought you were just joking.”
“I don’t want to fall in love with him either, but I can’t control my feelings. It’s too late when I realized my feelings for him. If I ever see him together with the woman he loves, I’ll wish for nothing more than to kill her. But I don’t want him to hate me,” murmured Amelia.
Tiffany resumed her solemn tone. “Are you serious, Amelia?”
Amelia nodded.
Exasperated, Tiffany groaned, “Are you stupid, Amelia? What should I even say to you? Weren’t you the one who declared that you only married Oscar for his money? Why are you suddenly saying that you fell in love with him?”
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