Love You Enough to Leave You - Season 2 Episode 91

Riley kept her head down, so Amelia smiled and told Gary, “Gary, don’t blame Riley. She isn’t at fault.”

Gary gave Riley an encouraging pat. “Riley, Amelia doesn’t blame you. Won’t you say something?”

Riley raised her head to stare at Gary for a while before she rose to her feet. Bowing politely, she said, “Ms. Winters, thank you.”

Amelia was amused by her action.

She gazed at Oscar helplessly, and the latter immediately understood what she wanted. “Riley, right? There’s no need to bow to us. Since Amelia said so, it means that she really doesn’t blame you. All you’re doing is making us feel awkward.”

Stunned, Riley turned to Gary, who waved his hand and said, “Alright. That’s it, then. Riley, no more next time.”

Riley mumbled in acknowledgment. She was clearly feeling upset.

Amelia flashed a smile. “Gary, stop reprimanding her. She did a good job. I was careless this time. No one knew a car would run the red light. Even if Riley was by my side, I wouldn’t allow her to jump in front of me to save me.”

Riley shot a surprised look at Amelia.

Their security firm had a condition in the contract that stipulated the bodyguards had to resort to all means to protect their client’s safety. As it was pretty expensive to hire a bodyguard from the security firm, the client could pretty much call the shots. As long as the client suffered losses when the contract

was valid, they had to compensate five times the initial fee. The client could also sue them in court. If that were to happen, the security firm’s reputation would be affected.

Thus, every time they accepted a job, they would have to put their guard up and treat the client with utmost respect no matter how difficult the client was.

“Ms. Winters, thank you for forgiving me. This is my fault, so I shall compensate you accordingly,” Riley responded sincerely.

Bemused, Amelia told her, “No need for that, Riley.” That money meant nothing to her. Besides, she didn’t like how it made them seem so distant.

She looked at Gary. “Gary, tell Riley to stop acting this way. It isn’t easy for a young lady to survive in society. So don’t be too harsh on her. You’re making it seem like I’m bullying her.”

Gary grinned. “She has been feeling guilty over your accident. You should accept her apology. Otherwise, she’ll feel bad.”

Amelia was left with no choice but to accept Riley’s apology.

After the fuss, Gary realized Amelia was looking pale and weary.

His heart clenched instinctively. “Amelia, are you tired?”

Amelia shook her head. “I’ve just regained consciousness. So I feel sleepy instead. Perhaps I’m still weak.”

“Alright, then you should get some rest. Riley and I will take our leave. I’ll be back tomorrow for a visit. Are you craving anything? I can buy it for you tomorrow,” declared Gary, concern shining in his gaze.

“Gary, I’m already grateful that you’re here to visit me. You don’t have to buy anything for me. My mother-in-law will ask the maid to prepare my food,” Amelia replied.

Gary inclined his head and shot a surreptitious glance at Oscar. “Alright, that’s it then. Riley and I shall take our leave.”

Amelia turned to Oscar. “Oscar, see them to the door, won’t you?”

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As Oscar rose to his feet, Gary immediately waved his hand. “It’s just a short distance. You don’t have to do that.”

Oscar’s tone left no room for discussion. “Let’s go.”

He walked them to the door without saying anything. Before leaving, Gary finally spoke. “Oscar, take good care of Amelia. She’s a good woman.”

“I will. She’s my wife, so I’ll definitely take good care of her,” came Oscar’s confident reply. “Mr. Laird, thank you for taking time to visit my wife when she got badly injured. I’d like to express my gratitude on behalf of my wife.”

Oscar might be saying thank you, but he was insinuating that he was Amelia’s husband, while Gary was only an outsider.

Gary was no fool and immediately understood the underlying meaning of Oscar’s words.

His gaze darkened instantly. “We’ll take our leave. You can head in now.”

Oscar nodded. “Goodbye. When Amelia recovers, we’ll treat you to a meal.”

Instead of replying, Gary simply strode away. Riley trotted behind him obediently.

Oscar took one last glance at Gary’s retreating figure before shutting the door.

He returned to Amelia’s bed and loomed above her.

Seeing how he remained silent with an ugly scowl contorting his expression, Amelia was confused. “What’s wrong?”

Oscar folded his arms. “Don’t you have something to say to me?”

Amelia blinked innocently. “Mr. Clinton, what do you want to hear?”

“Don’t play games with me.”

“Mr. Clinton, what exactly do you want to hear from me?” Amelia continued gazing at him intently.

Under Oscar’s intimidating gaze, she finally backed down. “I got to know Gary when Tiffany and I had supper one day. He is the owner of a security firm and Tiffany got the idea to hire a bodyguard for me. I couldn’t refuse her offer, so I followed her to Gary’s security firm and picked Riley to be my bodyguard. Before she could do her job, I ended up in an accident. You know what happened after that,” Amelia revealed everything honestly.

Hearing that, Oscar finally relaxed.

He sat down in the chair and took Amelia’s hand. “You silly girl, I’m not questioning you or trying to find out about your friends. I just want you to be alert. You’re my wife, so many people will try to use you to hook up with the Clintons.”

Amelia found that funny.

“Mr. Clinton, I’m not a fool. I know who I should befriend and who I should avoid.”

Oscar tapped his knuckles on her forehead lightly.

Amelia huffed, “Mr. Clinton, I’m a patient!”

“I’m being nice because you’re a patient. Otherwise, you’ve would have gotten spanked in the butt,” Oscar chided firmly.

In response, Amelia burst out giggling. She accidentally jostled her wound and ended up gasping in pain.

Oscar stood up hastily and reached out to touch her, but he was afraid of hurting her and stopped midair.

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“What’s wrong? Does it hurt? I’ll summon the doctor now!” Oscar turned on his heels to head outside. He had only taken one step when his wife grabbed his hand. Turning at his shoulder, he saw Amelia shaking her head, her face contorted from the pain.

Oscar swiveled around and bent over her. In a gentle voice, he asked, “What’s wrong? Does it hurt a lot?”

Shaking her head, Amelia panted slightly before answering, “Mr. Clinton, I’m fine. My chest was hurting a little just now. I feel much better now. Don’t you worry.”

Oscar couldn’t conceal the concern in his eyes.

“Silly, when will you stop acting this way?” He took her hand and placed it on his cheek in frustration.

Stunned, Amelia gazed blankly at Oscar, who was showing his genuine emotions to her.

She suddenly spoke. “Mr. Clinton, are you worried for me? You look kind of dumb doing that.”

Oscar shot her an exasperated look.

Amelia giggled at his reaction and accidentally jostled her wound again.

As she hissed in pain, Oscar demanded, “Stop laughing!”

Slowly, Amelia’s giggles ceased.

She struggled to raise her right hand to caress Oscar’s cheek. Gazing adoringly at him, she said, “Mr. Clinton, you have no idea how blissful I feel seeing you worrying over me. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I guess the car accident is a blessing in disguise. It feels like a dream to me. Ah… how I wished this dream won’t ever end.”

Oscar’s heart skipped a beat at her words.

Silly woman. She keeps making me guilty.

“I heard that motherhood can a person stupid for three years. You got involved in an accident and gave birth thereafter, so I guess you’re going to be stupid for at least six years.

Amelia was going to burst out laughing again, but Oscar deftly covered her mouth and chided, “Stop laughing, woman. Otherwise, you’ll jostle your wound and complain about being in pain again.” Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Amelia merely blinked innocently.

The sight caused Oscar’s heart to soften.

They chattered for some time while time ticked by.

Dr. Kane and the other two doctors came twice to check up on Amelia. He even did a thorough examination for her and confirmed she was recovering better than expected.

Finally, Oscar could heave a sigh of relief.

Just when everyone thought Amelia would continue to recover, however, her body temperature suddenly spiked at around eleven at night. She was burning as though someone had placed her in an

oven.

At once, she was rushed to the operating room. Oscar’s face was grim as he waited outside, leaning against the wall. Olivia leaned into her husband’s arms and cried quietly while Tiffany was still in a daze.

James strode over in his doctor’s coat. At once, Olivia rushed over to him and grabbed his hand. “James, please save Amelia. Please don’t let anything happen to her.”

James assured her, “Mrs. Clinton, don’t worry. I’ll do my best. Amelia will be fine.”

After comforting her, he went to Oscar and punched his friend lightly. “Oz, don’t worry. Amelia will be fine.”

Oscar returned his friendly punch and replied, “James, please do your best. I can’t live without her.”

James gave him a firm nod and went into the operating room.

Oscar could only watch as the doors to the operating room slid shut.