Love You Enough to Leave You

Chapter 76

“Oscar Clinton, how shameless can you be?” Carter sarcastically asked.

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“What is causing you such great angst, Mr. Scott? Sex between a married couple can‘t possibly be called shameful, can it? Don‘t tell me a grown man like you is still a virgin!” Oscar teased.

Carter took a sip of alcohol to mask his sorrow.

“Mr. Scott, this bar is famous for its beauties. All it takes is a snap of your fingers, and they will flock to you.” Oscar continued to push him.

Carter just quietly drank his liquor, lost in thoughts.

Oscar lifted his glass and started drinking too. For a rare moment, a sense of peace prevailed.

Finally, Carter broke the silence. “Mr. Clinton, please treat Amelia well. She had a hard life. Outwardly, sh e may seem to be fearless, but she has a really kind and gentle soul. If you are the one she loves, I am willing to retreat and watch over her from a distance.”

Oscar was tickled. “Mr. Scott, are you playing the role of a melodramatic second male lead?”

Carter was not disturbed by Oscar‘s comment. “The male lead usually has affairs with different women w hile the second male lead is destined to watch over the heroine. If Amelia is meant to be the female lead of this drama, then I will willingly take the supporting role. I will do anything so long as she can be happy.”

Oscar laughed out loud. “What a passionate man you are, Mr. Scott. Unfortunately, this act does not sit w ell with me. You should be grateful I am not bashing you up for eyeing my woman.”

Carter can only put on a miserable smile. He composed himself and said, “Mr. Clinton, how about we rec oncile and enjoy a drink together?”

“Reconcile? Were we ever in conflict, Mr. Scott?” Oscar questioned.

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Carter was caught off guard. “No. No conflict at all. Everything happens for a reason.

Let‘s drink to our acquaintance!” He laughed it off.

Oscar summoned the servers and asked for the best booze they have. He mixed the different booze, creating a potent cocktail. “The whole idea of drinking is to get high. You woul dn‘t mind this, would you?” He challenged Carter.

One can never show any sign of weakness in the face of their competitor. Carter took a glass of the cock tail and downed it. “Impressive! Come, have another,” Oscar urged. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Shouldn‘t Mr. Clinton have one yourself?” Carter countered.

Oscar took a glass and did a bottoms–up too.

“Well done, Mr. Clinton,” Carter reciprocated.

And with that, they took turns to down glass after glass and finished the few bottles in no time. They held their drinks well and were amazi ngly sober.

“Mr. Scott, you sure can hold your liquor,” Oscar praised.

“Not too bad yourself.” Carter returned the compliment.

“Good to meet an impressive drinking partner. Shall we do an all– nighter, Mr. Scott?” Oscar started pouring for Carter again.

Carter nodded, and just as the two raised their glasses to toast, Oscar‘s phone rang. He picked the call, but before he can utter a word, Cassie can be heard beseeching, “Oz, I miss yo u. Our baby misses you too. Please come visit us at the Yard Manor.”

“Cassie, I can‘t hear you well. Can you repeat that?” The room was too noisy, and Oscar was straining to hear her.

“Oz, where are you? Why is there so much noise in the background?” Cassie questioned.

“I am in a bar,” Oscar replied truthfully.

“Oz, the baby and I miss you. Would you come by to spend time with us?” Cassie pleaded.

“Cassie dear, I am with some clients now. It is also getting late. Don‘t wait up. I will

visit you and the baby tomorrow,” Oscar said after a moment of hesitation.

Cassie wasn‘t pleased with that. “Do you not love me anymore? Before I got pregnant, you said you will t reat me well. No matter where you are, you will come running to me when I need you. Now you use work as an excuse to brush me off. Are you having

second thoughts about marrying me?” she woefully asked.

Oscar seemed flustered. Maybe the liquor was taking effect on him. “Cassie, stop this fuss and go to bed . I will visit you and the baby tomorrow.” He was curt.

Cassie went silent for a moment, then she sobbed, “Oz, you don‘t love me anymore.”

“Cassie dear, I am with my business associates. You wouldn‘t want to distract me from work, would you? ” Oscar tried to keep his cool and coaxed her.

“So I am still the love of your life?” Cassie sought his assurance.

Oscar fiddled with his tie fretfully but made the effort to sweet– talk Cassie. “Of course I still love you, Cassie. Now, go to bed, and I‘ll see you and the baby tomorrow.”

Oscar finally managed to pacify Cassie. As he ended the call, his face was splashed with liquor. Once he recovered from the shock, he glared at Carter as he wiped his face dry. “You better have a good reason for doing this, Mr. Scott. Otherwise, I will come after not only you but your entire family.”

“Two– timer scumbag, I think you deserved that,” Carter responded indifferently, leisurely sipping his drink as he spoke.

Oscar nodded. “Well, yes. But who are you to interfere in my personal affairs?”

“Just the one who loves Amelia and would not want to see her get hurt,” Carter avowed.

Now, that hit a raw nerve. Oscar pounced on Carter, waving his fist right into Carter‘s face. Carter was ta ken aback momentarily but recovered swiftly and fought back with a vengeance. The bar‘s security staff struggled to separate the two furious men. The fight ended with a trip to the police station.

As both Oscar and Carter were influential bigwigs, the police did not make things difficult for them. They were allowed to summon their lawyers to assist in settling the

case. In the meantime, Amelia got a call from an old acquaintance,

a policewoman, who informed her of Oscar‘s incident.

A heavily pregnant Amelia came to the police station. She was surprised to see Oscar and Carter togeth er. She could not figure out how the paths of these two men crossed and why they ended up injured in a fight.

Amelia crossed her arms and showed no sympathy for these two men. “The two of you fought?” she asked, looking down at the patheti c men.

Oscar looked up to her and complained, “Your husband was bashed. Can‘t you comfort me?”

“Serves you right! Two grown men fighting. Aren‘t you embarrassed?” Amelia sounded harsh but was still gently examining the wound on his mouth. “How did you get hurt so badly?” she lamented when Oscar let out a painful whimper.

Carter‘s heart sank when he noticed Amelia only had eyes for Oscar. “I am sorry, Amelia. I was too hot– headed and picked a fight with Mr. Clinton. I am to be blamed,” he apologized.

It was only then that Amelia became aware of Carter‘s injuries. They were as bad, if not worse, than Oscar‘s. She frowned slightly as she looked over his bruises. “Carter, your injuries look bad too. Does it hurt a lot?”

Carter was consoled by her concern. “It‘s no big deal,” he assured her with a smile.

Suddenly, Oscar cupped his mouth and yelped in pain. “Os– Oscar, what‘s wrong?” Amelia immediately turned her attention back to him.

Oscar took the opportunity to grab her and bury himself in her, whining, “My mouth hurts. My head hurts. I am hurting all over my body. Let me lean on you for a while, Amelia”

Amelia was pleasantly surprised by Oscar‘s act, and her lips curled into a gentle smile. That look of bliss stabbed Carter deeply in the heart. He instinctively knew that Amelia had

fallen for Oscar. She could try to hide her feelings, but she was not able to conceal the look of affection in her eyes.

Amelia gently caressed Oscar‘s hair. It felt stubby. “Such childish behavior from a

Krown man Carter is here. You will be a subject of ridicule,” Amelia teased,

Oscar rented his head on her tummy and said, “You are my wife, What is so ridiculous about us: is our son a good boy! Is he giving Mommy any trouble?”

“Maybe he could sense his daddy is in trouble, so he is purling on his best behavior,” Amelia happily quipped,

Oscar buried his face in her tummy but suddenly looked up in astonishment “Honey, our little fella just kic ked me!” he exclaimed,

Amclia was beaming with joy. “That is fetal movement Our little fella knows daddy is interacting with him, so he is saying hi to you 100.”

That scene of marital bliss tore Carter‘s heart out,

“Amelia” he called out, his voice thick with sadness.

That reminded Amelia of his presence. She pushed Oscar‘s head aside and looked apologetically at Carte

That apology was even more gut wrenching for Carter,

“Amelia, that would have been better left unspoken” Carter smiled feebly.

“Carter, I am sorry. L.” Amelia was at a loss for words.

Carter stood up, smiled at her adoringly, and brushed it aside. “Silly girl! You did nothing wrong. Why the a

Amelia subconsciously rubbed her nose again, obviously embarrassed. Oscar was agitated and solemnly

“Mr. Clinton, I am more than happy to indulge her. Whatever she wants, I will oblige. Unlike the man who a dovey with her, and then turn to whisper sweet nothings to another woman the next moment.” Carter was

However, be quickly realized he should not have said that. He turned around to find Amelia‘s smile frozen

“The lawyers are dealing with it now. We should be able to leave soon,” Carter assured her.

Oscar stood next to Amelia, hugged her by the waist, and confessed shamelessly, “Yes, Cassie did call to called friend bashed me up.”

Amelia was stumped for a moment. Then she chuckled and asked, “So that is how the fight started? I am

Carter gave her a brief recount.

Amelia glanced towards Oscar and jested, “Mr. Clinton, aren‘t you busy at work with some business associates? How did you end up fighting instead?”

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Oscar self–consciously touched his nose, embarrassed by her jibe.

Thankfully, the two lawyers walked in, saving Oscar from the awkward situation.

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“Mr. Clinton, we can leave now.” Oscar‘s lawyer said to him.

“Mr. Carter, you are free to leave,” Carter‘s lawyer reported.

The five of them walked out of the police station. “Carter, remember to apply some medication on your wounds. It won‘t be good to

“I will. Have a safe trip home. Call me when you get home.” Carter reassured her gently.

Oscar was irate. He arrogantly wrapped his arms around Amelia and said, “Mr. Scott, you don‘t have to wo

With that, he bundled Amelia into the car, and together with their lawyer, they drove away.

“Mr. Carter, let‘s go. I will give you a ride home,” Mr. Denzel Yancey, Carter‘s lawyer,