Chapter 875 I Need A Response
“What a coincidence, Mr. Clinton.” As Oscar looked at the woman smiling radiantly in front of him, he had the sudden urge to pull her into his arms. However, the thought of their relationship made him immediately suppress his desire to do so.
“What are you doing here?” he asked in a tone that was a little cold. Amelia smiled. “You don’t have to be anxious, Mr. Clinton. I’m not that capable enough to know your whereabouts beforehand.” In other words, she was implying that she did not tail him.
Oscar snorted coldly. “I certainly hope so,” was what he wanted to say, but for some inexplicable reason, he did not voice those words. Seeing his prideful demeanor, Amelia could not help but chuckle.
“Care to go on a stroll with me, Mr. Clinton? However, if you’re afraid of a woman like me pouncing on you like a terrifying beast, you can pretend that I never said this,” she said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.
Oscar cast a deep look at Amelia. A few seconds later, he somehow agreed to her invitation with a nod.
The woman’s eyes lit up brightly. Her exquisite face became even more gorgeous than before.
Entranced, Oscar could not look away from her. He did not even notice the subtle shift in emotions that flashed across his eyes.
While he was unaware, those changes did not go unnoticed by Amelia, and she could not help quirking her lips.
“Let’s go,” she said as she led the way. Her demeanor and attitude were just right, not overly enthusiastic or apathetic.
As Oscar looked at her figure, he felt somewhat perplexed.
In his impression, Amelia should be clinging to him, lacking the elegance of the daughter of a prominent family, as well as having a particularly unpleasant personality. Yet, he had noticed that she was not only gorgeous, but she also behaved decently and considerately since their meeting the day before. There were no signs of the behavior of a coquettish gold digger at all. Those observations prompted him to wonder if his memory had been altered.
Furrowing his brows heavily, Oscar became lost in his thoughts.
Amelia turned around and saw him in a trance. Her smile grew wider. She had not seen his adorable expression like that for quite a long time.
As though he had perceived Amelia’s gaze, Oscar snapped out of his daze and directed his sharp gaze at her.
Despite being taken aback by his sudden response, Amelia pretended to be calm and stared back at him.
“Come on, Mr. Clinton,” she said innocently while blinking.
Oscar pursed his lips and caught up with her.
“Mr. Clinton, do you still remember this park?” Amelia turned to look at him, hoping to hear an affirmative response.
“I’ve never been here before.” Alas, her dreams were completely shattered by Oscar’s reply.
The smile on her face faded.
“Would you be interested in accompanying me somewhere, Mr. Clinton?” Despite the fact that it was a question, Amelia spoke with certainty, even reaching out to grab Oscar’s hand and pulling him forward.
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