When Amelia was doing the dishes, she felt uncomfortable as Oscar kept staring at her with his ardent eyes from behind.
Shortly afterward, Oscar hugged Amelia from behind tightly before he gently bit her ear and said lovingly, “Honey, you look particularly sexy when you’re doing the dishes. All men love women who are willing to cook and do the dishes for them. Well, come to think of it, I guess it is a blessing from God that I got to marry you back then.”
Amelia’s ear twitched, and she struggled a while to free herself. “Mr. Clinton, stop it.”
The moment Oscar heard her addressed him as Mr. Clinton, he bit on her ear gently again.
“What did you call me?”
Loss for words for a while, she decided to fulfill his wish. “Darling, I’m doing the dishes now. Why don’t you go out and have some fruits? Just stop messing around here.”
When he bit her ear again, she said helplessly, “Oscar, are you a puppy in your past life?”
With that, her ear was bitten once again.
Amelia put down the dishes and wiped her hands. Then, she turned around and gave him a cold-eyed stare before she pinched his cheeks forcefully. “Are you going to bite me again, huh?”
In response, Oscar simply let her pinch his cheeks. After nearly a minute, he finally grabbed her arms and said, “Are you done venting your anger?”
Instantly, Amelia rolled her eyes and instructed him, “Mr. Clinton, get out and stop pestering me while I’m doing the dishes. Or else, you can be the one to do the dishes, whereas I’ll go out and have some fruits.”
Oscar pretended to be angry as he glared at her. “Honey, you’re getting bolder every day. How dare you talk to your husband like that?”
Amelia wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly, “Mr. Clinton, don’t you like how I behave now? Isn’t it true that all men prefer girls who are sometimes playful, sometimes obedient, and sometimes overbearing? I think you’ll love me even more because of my ever-changing personalities!”
Once she finished, Oscar pinched her cheeks and said, “My God, woman! How shameless can you be?”
Amelia tried to dodge but couldn’t escape from him.
After frolicking for quite some time. he was finally willing to let her go.
Blushing, Amelia pushed Oscar away and said, “Mr. Clinton, please, just wait outside. It’s over eleven o’clock now. None of us can sleep if we go on like this.”
“In that case, let’s not sleep.”
Hearing that, Amelia couldn’t help but roll her eyes again.
After nearly half an hour, she finally finished doing the dishes.
Once she exited the kitchen, Oscar came up to her and asked, “Are you done?”
Amelia gave him a sideways glance and said teasingly, “Mr. Clinton really has a comfortable life. After preparing dinner for you, I still had to do the dishes. Alas, you’re not thoughtful at all.”
Oscar could instantly tell that she was hinting at something else. As such, he began to massage her shoulder and said, “You’re the only woman who’ll get to experience my massage.”
Amelia squinted her eyes as she enjoyed the service.
After massaging her shoulder for a while, Oscar suddenly scooped her into his arms and gazed at her lovingly. “Well, now that I’ve served you, shouldn’t you do the same for me?”
She yelped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.
With Amelia in his arms, Oscar went upstairs and entered the bedroom straight away. He then strode toward the bed before placing her down gently.
The next moment, Oscar pounced on her and said, “I’m not letting you off tonight.”
With a smile on her face, Amelia replied seductively, “Well, Darling, I’m waiting.”
However, when Oscar dipped his head to kiss her lips, the phone beside the bed suddenly rang.
Knitting his brows, Oscar decided to ignore it. Just when he was going to continue kissing her lips that he had lusted over the whole night, the phone started ringing again.
After a few seconds of incessant ringing, Amelia pushed at his chest and said, “Darling, your phone keeps ringing. Just answer it, or else we can’t sleep at all.”
Oscar grabbed his phone in annoyance. The moment he checked the screen, he frowned and was a little reluctant to pick it up.
Meanwhile, Amelia, who was initially in the mood for sex, recollected herself after noticing the change of emotions on his face.
A moment later, she covered herself with a blanket and asked, “Mr. Clinton, is it Ms. Yard?”
Oscar glanced at her and said, “I’m going out to answer this.” With that, he left the room with his phone.
Amelia’s heart wrenched as he left.
Just when she thought she was able to take their relationship further, Cassie had stepped between them yet again. No matter how obsessed Oscar was with her body, he would always recollect himself once Cassie called him.
At that moment, Amelia suddenly felt like a clown. She could provide Oscar physical pleasure but could never hold a special place in his heart.
She couldn’t help but feel dejected. After all, whenever she thought that her relationship with Oscar improved a lot, Cassie’s presence served as a reminder that she was merely a replacement. Even though Oscar could satisfy her material needs, he still didn’t love her wholeheartedly.
Although she knew that she probably wanted too much from him, she had to be greedy for her baby.
Oscar spent half an hour on the phone call. When he reentered the room, Amelia was already asleep on the bed.
He came up to the bed and gazed at her face. Then, he bent down to kiss her cheeks and said gently, “Are you asleep?”
Amelia did not respond to him.
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