Love You Enough to Leave You
Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Satisfaction, Love You Enough to Leave You

Oscar swiftly locked his arms around Amelia and domineeringly pulled her in. Amelia was initially a little thrown off but soon fell for his amazing kissing skills. They were both a little breathless after that exhilarating moment together. Amelia's hazy eyes were only filled with Oscar. Oscar leaned closer. "If you're gonna belittle me this way, I'll make sure you won't be able to leave without anything happening," he whispered into her ears. Amelia could only feel a warm wave of breath, accompanied by an itching sensation. She gave him a serious stare and pushed herself back.

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 almos 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.

It left her craving for more. Reciprocating her actions, Oscar pushed her down and embraced her tightly. He then pushed his tongue past her clenched teeth, gracefully gliding around hers. It was such a hot and steamy kiss scene. Such a simple peck could lead to an intense and passionate moment, so intense they almost got to the next stage of thrill. It was no wonder they were actually very familiar with each other's bodies. Oscar rested his forehead gently on Amelia's. They were both slightly out of breath. With Oscar so close to herself, Amelia felt like she could hear his heart thumping in excitement. Oscar looked affectionately at her face and let out a slight smile, "Your scent is truly amazing.

I think it'd be quite an experience to do it in a car. Shall we?" Amelia's cheeks got blushing red once again. She shyly shoved him aside and replied, "Hurry, get moving, Mr. Clinton. I don't know what you're gonna do if the traffic police hand you a ticket later." "Even if I'm handed a hundred tickets, it'd still be worth it. Cause I'm having such an amazing time right now." Oscar replied suggestively. Now, Amelia's cheeks grew even redder than before. She shoved him away and said, "Let's go, Mr. Clinton." She figured that things might go out of hand if they stayed any longer.

She knew she wouldn't be able to restrain herself from pouncing on Oscar and embraced him. It wasn't only men who would get a sudden spike in sexual desires. Women could experience it too when faced with men they love. It was especially so if they're in a suggestive atmosphere and situation. Oscar did not listen to her request. What's more, he leaned himself even closer and placed his arms around Amelia. Just then, Amelia suddenly let out a deep breath. Oscar got a scare and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Amelia looked at him innocently and exclaimed, "The little one in my belly's moving. Do you want to come closer? Your child must've been missing you." Oscar's gazes wavered a little, then bent down closer to Amelia's belly.

And he really heard the sounds of the fetus moving! Oscar was relatively excited at what he just encountered. He had never had such experiences, and at that particular instance, he finally felt that sense of responsibility. It was an extremely magical moment - a little sweet, a little exciting, but a little anxious too. His woman, his child. That was what constituted to be called a family. Amelia gently caressed Oscar's head and said, "Did you hear the fetal movements?" Oscar nodded, though his feelings had not yet settled. "This must be our kid's way of talking to you, Oscar. He's saying, 'Daddy I miss you. I want to be born sooner to meet Mommy and you. You'd love me, right, Daddy?""

Amelia mimicked the way a child would've spoken. At that point, Oscar was feeling extremely contented. He placed his hands gently on Amelia's face and said in a serious tone, "Of course I'll love our child dearly, Honey." Hearing that, Amelia got all teary-eyed. It was the first time Oscar gave his promise to her. "Why are you crying again?" Oscar asked. Amelia shook her head and replied, "Nothing, I'm just feeling happy. Thank you for being able to love our child. I hope you meant it truly, regardless if we're together or not." Oscar replied in a deep tone, "You silly head!" Amelia merely smiled in response. She was indeed silly. Else, she wouldn't have poured her whole heart out. She would not have allowed her feelings to take over her sanity and let herself fall deeper into the relationship.

Amelia continued, "Let's head back, Mr. Clinton. The traffic police are really gonna be here anytime soon." Oscar let out a smile, and finally drove the car off. While Oscar and Amelia were having such a sweet time, Carter was doing pretty badly on the other side. He had been keeping a straight face all day long, and the workers were practically living in fear of becoming his punch bag. The design department had also been gossiping around because of that. "Hey guys, do you think Amelia's resignation was the reason why Mr. Scott has been so angry?" a female staff asked. The others only gave her an angry stare, trying to tell her that she was talking nonsense. Jessica then added, "Our design department has become quieter without Amelia's presence.

Now that she left, we're missing an eye candy. I bet our male colleagues would've definitely felt that too." This statement was a true reflection of all the male staff's feelings. "I'd say Ms. Larson was to blame! This place used to be so peaceful originally, now that she chased Amelia off and resigned too, we got so much more on our hands. Obviously, Mr. Scott could only vent his anger on us." "I agree, I agree." "Y'all have nothing to do, huh?"

A sharp male voice suddenly exclaimed, giving the whole design department a huge shock. To everyone's horror, they saw Carter standing right at the door. They hurriedly stood into rows, not daring to make a single noise at all. It was almost as if they held onto their breath. Everyone greeted him in a low voice. "Since you guys are so free, the whole team shall do extra hours today. You're all not allowed to leave before midnight." Carter announced with a stern face. Now, the whole design department has been reprimanded. Ignoring their pleas and dreary cries, Carter turned and left.