Chapter 541 Sorry For Not Considering Your Feelings
“Boss, all I hope for is to stay by Amelia’s side. I don’t have any other wishes. Please, don’t kick me out,” Kurt sincerely begged with his head lowered.
Oscar pointed toward the picture on his desk. “Do you know what will happen if these photos end up with my parents?”
Kurt pursed his lips, his gaze fathomless as he clenched his fist. Kurt opened his mouth to speak but couldn’t think of a rebuttal in the heat of the moment.
“I’m sorry.” Out of the thousand words Kurt could say, he could only apologize.
“If you really want the best for Amelia, it would be best for you to keep your distance from her. Don’t cause any trouble for her. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind getting rid of you,” Oscar threatened while narrowing his eyes.
“Understood.” Kurt groaned.
“You can leave. I hope I won’t hear about today’s matters from Amelia.”
“I won’t let her know about it, Boss.” Kurt turned and walked away. His usually straight posture was slightly bent.
A murderous glint flashed through Oscar’s eyes as he watched Kurt leave the office, who soon vanished from his eyes.
Oscar organized his belongings and went downstairs. Then, he drove his car and left the office.
Kurt was in a car too, even though he was supposed to leave the office long ago. He observed the vehicles passing by through the car window.
Hugo, who sat in the back seat, cleared his throat and spoke. “Have you seen enough? Let’s get going.”
Kurt looked toward Hugo through the rearview mirror and frowned. “Hugo, is it true that I don’t deserve Amelia?”
Hugo crossed his arms and chuckled. “Kurt, you and Mrs. Clinton are from two entirely different worlds, yet you were trying to build a relationship with her. Everyone in the organization felt like it was a miracle that the boss didn’t punish you for it.”
Kurt smiled bitterly. “All I hoped for was to become close to her and take care of her. I never hoped to have any special relationship with her. Was it wrong for me to think so?”
Hugo straightened his posture. He extended his arm and patted Kurt on the shoulder. “Kurt, stop dreaming about it. Amelia belongs to our boss. The more you hold on to it, the more the Clintons will make her suffer. Besides, I’m worried that something might happen to you. You’re my partner, so I don’t want anything terrible to happen to you. You should earnestly carry out your duties as a bodyguard and join missions whenever possible. Once you’ve made enough money, you can leave the organization and marry a cute and obedient lady. Then, you can have a precious child or two of your own. Stop daydreaming about stuff other than that.”
Kurt’s eyes dimmed. “Let’s go,” he said grimly.
As soon as Kurt finished his sentence, he violently stepped on the gas out of habit, causing the car to drive forward at full speed. Hugo’s whole body leaned backward, so he hurriedly placed his hand against the front seat. If it weren’t for Hugo’s quick reflexes, he would’ve crashed into the front seat.
Hugo settled back on his seat in a state of shock. “What the hell? Are you planning to kill me, Kurt?” he scolded.
Kurt did not answer. Instead, he increased his driving speed. It was as if Kurt was planning to end his life with how fast he was driving.
Hugo tightly held onto his seat at the back and took several deep breaths to calm himself down.
“Slow down, Kurt. We’re in the city area. Do you want the both of us to go to the police station?” Hugo yelled.
Hugo’s words fell on deaf ears as Kurt chose to ignore him. Hugo suddenly had the urge to punch someone.
Kurt drove out of the city toward the highway. Then, he sped up once more. Within half an hour, Kurt parked the car by the seaside.
Once the car stopped, Kurt undid his seatbelt. With a grim expression and darkness in his eyes, he pursed his lips and stared at the ocean before him.
“Screw you, Kurt. Are you planning to kill the both of us?” Hugo raged. With how fast Kurt drove, Hugo felt like he was moving at the speed of light in the backseat. Hugo almost threw up like a useless person.
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