Chapter 774

Chapter 774Chapter 773
Stephanie became disinterested when she noticed Amelia ignoring her. She felt like she had been
talking to a brick wall.
At that moment, Isabella piped up, “Amelia, I love Oscar. The other day, we kissed because we couldn't
hold back our feelings. However, he admitted to me that you're still the woman he loves the most. Even
though I can only come in second, I'm still happy. I'm more than content to receive his close attention. I
don't want much. All I want is to stay by his side.”
In an instant, Amelia's expression darkened. Her hand on her thigh twitched a little. She felt sullen as if
there was a stone pressing down on her heart.
“Are you done?”
“No, I'm not done. Oscar captured my heart the moment I saw him after returning to the country. It took
me almost three years before I could get close to him, get him to kiss me, and get him to say that he
would make me his woman. Unexpectedly, you found out about us. He asked me to leave the company
first because he was worried that you would get mad, but I could only get close to him in the company.
Can you please forgive him this time? I don't want to see him feeling so upset because of you.” Isabella
made an attempt to guilt-trip Amelia.
Amelia felt even more uncomfortable when she heard that.
The photo of Oscar and Isabella kissing kept flashing into her mind. She tried to forget it, but Stephanie
and Isabella kept bringing up her scars to make her feel miserable. “Jolin, let's get off the car,” said Amelia.
Jolin nodded and wanted to open the door, but Isabella locked it.
“Open the door,” Jolin ordered.
Isabella remained motionless.
The next moment, Jolin pulled out a gun and pressed it against Isabella's head. “Open the door!”
Isabella slowly turned her head around and nearly passed out when she saw the gun pointing right
between her eyes.
It was the first time she had ever seen a gun in her life.
She had not expected to see something she had only seen on TV in real life one day, and it was
pressed against her forehead.
“Put the gun down.”
“Open the door.” Jolin did not want to waste any more time.
Isabella tried to act tough at first, but Stephanie became terrified and spluttered, “I-Isabella, hurry up
and open the door. Are you trying to kill us both?” Since she did not want to cause any trouble, Isabella quickly unlocked the door.
After getting off the car, Amelia made her way into the company without saying a word.
As they entered the elevator, Jolin gave her a worried look and said, “Mrs. Clinton, Mr. Clinton isn't
someone like that. They're obviously lying. You shouldn't take anything they say to heart.”
Hearing that, Amelia shook her head and remained silent, looking a little worn out.
Just as Jolin was about to say something else, Amelia piped up, “Don't tell Oscar that the two of them
came looking for me today. Jolin, you said it yourself that you were hired to protect me, so I'm your only
boss. You're not supposed to report anything to Oscar unless it's absolutely necessary. And yet, you
told him about the photo without my permission. Although I kept quiet about it, I don't want it to happen
again. Do you understand?”
Instantaneously, Jolin's expression turned solemn. “Mrs. Clinton, I just didn't want you to overthink
things.”
“I'm an adult. I can handle my marriage problems myself. I don't want to depend on Oscar for
everything,” Amelia said with a whiff of exhaustion in her voice. “Jolin, your sole responsibility is to keep
me safe. I can handle the rest.”
Jolin wanted to say something, but in the end, all she could do was nod.
Amelia started to work on the blueprints when she returned to the design department, but her mood
remained down in the dumps. Seeing Amelia like that, Jolin was actually a little concerned. However, she reasoned that Amelia had
recently gone through too many bad things and might need some time alone, so she chose to be
considerate and leave the latter alone.
Meanwhile, Stephanie and Isabella were still downstairs and had not left. They were still paralyzed by
the terror of having a gun pointed at them.
Patting her chest, Stephanie asked, “Isabella, was that a real gun just now?”
“I-I think so.” I doubt there's a fake gun that looked so real.
“I was genuinely terrified just now. The bodyguards my brother trained in secret are all very tough. They
don't even take me seriously,” Stephanie said, still shaking with fear. “Oscar really attaches great
importance to this woman. With Jolin here, we won't be able to get close to Amellia at all.”
Isabella was also filled with intense jealousy, but she still put up a tough front and uttered, “At least
we've made her feel miserable. We've accomplished our goal as long as she's uncomfortable.”
Hearing that, Stephanie felt better right away.
“You're right. It's funny how she pretended not to care when she obviously did just now. I just wanted to
see her in pain. The more she suffers, the happier I am.”
As Isabella sped away from the company, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.
“Isabella, where are we going?” Stephanie inquired. “Let's go shopping.”
“Sure. I haven't gone shopping in three days, and I feel like I'm getting rusty staying at home like this.
It's a good thing you left Clinton Corporations. There's no need to put in so much effort when you're the
daughter of a wealthy family. Isn't it nice to have a lavish lifestyle and be treated like a princess without
having to do anything?”
Do you think everyone wants to be a pig who can't do anything but eat, drink, and play like you?
Isabella cast a scornful glance at Stephanie as that thought flashed into her mind. Of course, she would
never say it aloud.
The two of them had a good time shopping together. On the other hand, Oscar's situation was bad
when he got home that night. He could clearly feel Amelia's growing estrangement from him.
He grabbed Amelia's wrist when she emerged from Tony's room after tucking him to bed and said,
“Amelia, I think we should sit down and have a good talk.”
Lifting her head, Amelia gave him an emotional look and uttered softly, “Oscar, I'm a little tired today,
and all I want is to go to bed. Let's talk about this another day.”
In response, Oscar knitted his brows tightly.
“Amelia, what's the matter with you?” he questioned. “You're keeping a distance from me on purpose.
Why? I've already asked Isabella to leave the company. I really have nothing to do with her. Can't you
just give me another chance?” The moment he mentioned Isabella's name, Amelia's expression darkened.
“Oscar, my head hurts. Let's talk about it tomorrow.” Having said that, Amelia wanted to yank her wrist
free of his hold. Unexpectedly, Oscar pulled her into his arms, lifted her chin, and kissed her on the lips.
The instant Amelia was kissed, the image of Oscar kissing Isabella flashed across her mind. All of a
sudden, she felt sick and disgusted.
She immediately pushed him away before wiping the corner of her mouth vigorously and
subconsciously avoided his gaze. “Oscar, I'm sorry, but I'm really worn out,” she murmured.
“You truly don't intend to forgive me just because I kissed someone else? Even if I claim to have no
recollection of it, you still won't believe me?” Oscar clenched his fists tightly. His expression was
extremely grim. He was holding back his rage and sadness. “After returning from Beshya, I promised to
treat you nicely. Yes, the photo did show that I kissed Isabella. It was my mistake, and I won't shirk any
responsibility in this matter. However, I really don't know why I kissed her. I don't remember it at all.
Can't you choose to believe me and forgive me? You've been furious all day. If you keep acting this
way, it'll make me very sad. Since I loved you so much, I thought you would choose to trust me
unconditionally.”
Amelia was a little taken aback as she listened to his words. Finally, she let out a sigh.
She admitted that Isabella's words in the car during the day had a significant impact on her. That was
why she got so worked up when Oscar kissed her earlier. He has kissed another woman with his lips. I just didn't want him to kiss me with the same pair of lips
because it would disgust me.