Chapter 774 Bury The Hatchet
“Oscar, if this was four years ago, I’d be willing to close one eye and accept your frivolous relationships with other women. But now, I feel totally disgusted at the thought of you kissing or hugging another woman. I’m sorry, but I’m not as big-hearted as you expect,” Amelia lowered her head and said. In truth, she did not like how petty she was being as well. However, it was difficult for her not to be affected by Isabella’s words.
Whenever Amelia thought of how Oscar might have willingly kissed Isabella, she was overwhelmed with jealousy. So much so that it affected her concentration to draw. Amelia initially planned to deal with the photo incident in a low-key manner, but her plan was thwarted when Jolin snitched on her.
Of course, Amelia had planned to ask about the photo, but only when she was in a calmer mood so that the matter could be discussed amicably. However, now that Oscar brought up the issue first, she found it difficult to remain composed.
Amelia was more tolerant toward outsiders. But when it came to Oscar, she had to admit that she was possessive of him. She did not want him to be associated with another woman in any way.
Oscar’s heart ached when he saw Amelia in this self-deprecating state. He reached out to hug her but she pushed him away.
“Oscar, please give me a couple of days to sort out my mind. We’ll talk about this once I’ve recomposed myself, okay?” Amelia pleaded with Oscar.
Oscar gazed at her intently. Finally, he nodded and agreed to her request.
Amelia bypassed Oscar to enter the bedroom. Just then, he said, “I’ll sleep in the study tonight.”
Amelia felt her back stiffen for a second before nodding her head slightly.
Oscar felt very vexed. After waiting for Amelia to enter the bedroom, he gave Julian a call and asked him out for drinks.
Julian agreed without any hesitation.
Oscar took his jacket and informed Amelia at the bedroom doorway. “Amelia, I’m going out for a while. If there’s anything, just give me a call and I’ll come back immediately.”
There was no reply from her.
Oscar sighed and felt more vexed than ever.
On his way out, he instructed Jolin and Kurt to look after Amelia. He then drove off and left for his destination.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Amelia buried herself beneath the covers. She stared dazedly into the darkness and tried to make sense of everything. But all she saw was emptiness.
After some time, she fell asleep. However, her sleep was assailed by dreams, effectively making sure that she would not have a good sleep.
“Who’s that?” Amelia suddenly jolted awake and was shocked to see a dark shadow standing beside the bed.
“It’s me, don’t be alarmed.” Oscar switched on the bedside lamp and sat on the edge of the bed. He asked gently, “Did I scare you?”
Amelia caught a whiff of alcohol coming from Oscar’s body. She became angry and started to hammer at his chest. Tears began to roll down her eyes.
“I let you kiss another woman. I allowed you to go out drinking when I’m feeling down. I asked to sleep alone, and you agreed. I turned a blind eye when other women flirt with you…” With every grievance that Amelia voiced out, a heavy punch landed on Oscar’s body.
Even a well-built man like Oscar could feel the impact of the punches.
Nonetheless, he continued to let Amelia vent for a while before grabbing her hands. He then lowered his head and kissed her lips. Amelia struggled slightly, but Oscar ignored it and deliberately kissed her more deeply.
Very quickly, Amelia’s body softened in his embrace, and her mind turned into a blur. Perhaps the calmness of the dark night invoked one’s weakness easily.
With a flip of his body, Oscar was on top of Amelia. He let out a breath, and Amelia almost felt intoxicated from the faint, sweet alcohol smell.
“Amelia, I know you’re disgusted by the fact that I kissed another woman. So I shall cleanse myself thoroughly tonight. From now onward, my lips will only bear the scent of your body,” Oscar whispered in her ears.
Amelia blinked, feeling puzzled. She did not understand what Oscar meant by cleansing himself thoroughly.
Soon, however, she understood exactly what he meant.
Oscar pressed against Amelia’s body; his lips locked with hers in a deep, passionate kiss. He then slowly moved to other parts of her body, planting soft, warm kisses along the way.
The night grew deeper as both of them entangled in a passionate exchange and sought comfort in each other’s weary bodies.
Amelia slowly woke up around nine o’clock the next morning. Her body felt slightly numb and sore from the night before. She wanted to get up and get ready for work when she suddenly realized that it was the weekend.
“You’re awake? Why don’t you sleep a bit more?” Oscar said gently. He had entered the room with breakfast in his hands.
Amelia looked at the well-dressed man and suddenly felt awkward.
Oscar placed the breakfast down and sat on the edge of the bed. “Are you still mad at me, Amelia?”
It would seem melodramatic and hypocritical if she was to say bitter words after what happened last night. It was just that she found it hard to believe the events that took place yesterday. One moment they were bickering with each other, and they were having makeup sex the next.
Since what happened happened and both of them found some form of resolution, Amelia decided not to pursue it any further. She loved Oscar deeply and unless he chose to end the marriage, she did not intend to have a divorce.
After thinking it through, she replied graciously, “I’m not mad. It’s just that I did not expect us to make up that quickly.”
Oscar heaved a sigh of relief.
“I made breakfast for you. It’s been a long time since we brought Tony out to play. So once you finished your breakfast, let’s go to the nearby park for a walk. I already asked Molly to prepare some snacks and sun protection items.” He kissed Amelia’s cheek lightly. “Amelia, thank you for forgiving me. I swear that I don’t have any feelings for Isabella. I will not hurt the woman I love. We’ve known each other for eight years and you should know just what kind of person I am. I hope you can trust me, just as I trust you unconditionally.”
Amelia was reminded of the time when perturbing photos of her and Carter and other men were circulated. Although the photos did not show them kissing or doing anything inappropriate, they still raised questions about Amelia’s relationships with these men. The Clinton family was inevitably affected when they saw the photos, but Oscar suppressed all the gossip.
Back then, he chose to believe her wholeheartedly. Yet, she could not reciprocate the trust he had given her and even suspected his loyalty.
Compared to Oscar, Amelia was indeed pettier.
“I’m sorry for not believing in you. Still, I hope that there will be no such incidents in the future. I can dismiss it a couple of times but if similar incidents continue to occur, I can’t be so forgiving. I will divorce you because I don’t want a husband whose heart is not with me.” Amelia took a deep breath and said solemnly, “Oscar, please don’t disappoint me. I don’t wish for us to walk down such an ugly path. Do you understand?”
“Silly girl. I spent so much effort to get you back, why would I want to lose you again?” Oscar smiled and patted Amelia’s head.
Having finally buried the hatchet, the couple smiled at each other.
