Chapter 638 Their Happiness Is Her Pain
Amelia thought Oscar had prepared to spend the special day on the yacht, but instead, it was in a wide grassy field. She spotted a large screen and projector along with a table and two chairs not far away.
Amelia pointed at the projector and joked, “Oscar, are you planning to watch a movie with me?”
Oscar led her to the table with a hand at the small of her back and pulled out a chair for her.
Amelia flashed a smile at him as she took a seat. “Oscar, we’re not newlyweds anymore.”
Oscar took a seat opposite of her and returned a loving smile. Six waiters with a plate in each hand approached the table shortly after.
After setting down the dishes on the table, one of the waiters wished, “Please enjoy the meal, Mr. and Mrs. Clinton.”
Oscar waved his arm and said, “You may leave.”
“Yes, Mr. Clinton.”
The waiters left silently.
“Try it, Amelia,” Oscar said after exchanging his plate of cut steak with hers.
Amelia forked a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. She felt the flavor in her mouth somewhat familiar.
“Is it good?” Oscar asked cautiously.
After swallowing the food in her mouth, Amelia asked with a smile, “Oscar, did you cook this yourself?”
“You can taste that?”
“I know it’s you because it tastes like home.”
Oscar laughed at her reason.
“When did you prepare this?”
“I was already here at four in the evening. After I finished the preparations, I went back to Clinton Corporations to pick you up.”
“No wonder you ask me to go to Clinton Corporations earlier today. So this is all part of your plan, but I like your romantic surprise.”
“We still have an eternity together. There’ll be more romantic events like this.”
“Then, I’ll be the happiest woman on earth.”
“And I’m the man who will is responsible for your happiness.”
Amelia’s corresponding smile said everything about the joy she felt.
After the main course, the waiters served desserts too. “Should we play the video now, Mr. Clinton?”
Oscar nodded.
Amelia wiped her lips with the napkin and giggled. “Oscar, what movie are we watching? I heard from my colleagues that the newly debuted Mermaid was good. The director was a famous comedian.”
Oscar stretched his arm over to the corner of her lips, wiping away the stain she missed. “If you like that movie, I’ll block book the entire cinema another time, but let’s watch something else for now. Is that okay?”
Amelia’s heart was pounding with anticipation at the surprise Oscar had for her.
A ray of light shot from the projector and onto the screen, displaying a small blurry figure. She soon realized it was Tony as the footage refocused.
Tony’s voice came through the speakers. “Mommy, Big Meanie said he would be celebrating the six-month anniversary with you today. I don’t know what that is, but he said you would be happy if you could celebrate it. So I’m not going to fight him for you. Be happy, Mommy. I will always love you. Muah!”
Tears shimmered in her eyes at Tony’s wishes. Soon, another figure showed up on the screen. It was Tiffany.
“Hi, Babe. I bet you didn’t expect this. I was surprised when Oscar came looking for me to record a clip, but I relent, seeing his sincerity. Even though he likes to act cool as though everyone owes him money, it’s fine as long as he treats you with gentle care. Both of you are a match made in heaven. Appreciate each other since it’s a fateful meeting between you both. Today is your six-month anniversary. Even though I’m contemptuous of such a celebration, a man that does that much for you is a man that has you in his heart. Appreciate him and love him. May you two grow all together. Well, the same goes for me too. Just enjoy today and don’t worry about Tony. I love you.”
Tiffany even sent a flying kiss at the end.
Amelia burst out in laughter at her antics. This girl sure got a way to make me laugh and feel touched at the same time.
It was a doll that looked exactly like her sitting on the cake, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from it.
“Oscar, when did you prepare this?” Amelia asked. This doll looks so much like me. It’s like a miniature version of me.
Oscar wrapped his arms around her from the back. “I specifically have it custom made for you. Do you like it?”
Amelia nodded her head fervently. She whirled around and stood on tiptoe, gently nipping his chin. “I love it. Thank you for everything.”
All the romantic gestures showed Oscar’s love for her.
“Let me get a closer look.”
Amelia walked over to the cake, dragging Oscar with her. She reached for the doll and examined it in detail. She noticed there wasn’t a spot that didn’t look like her. Even the mole under her right ear was reflected on the doll perfectly. It was immaculate.
“Oscar, this is the best gift I have ever received.” Amelia sniffled. “You’re always preparing all these romantic gestures and surprises, yet I did so little for you in comparison.”
“You only need to stay by my side. That is the best gift for me.”
“Aw. I’m going to cry.”
“Silly.”
Seeing the couple in an embrace, the waiter sensibly left, giving them some space.
None of them saw the car parked behind the bushes. Cassie sat in the car staring at the scene coldly.
She was full of jealously. Oscar had never given me anything like that when we were together. He had always put his career before me. Either his secretary or assistant were the ones who prepared any romantic gestures he ordered. So the younger me thought Oscar was a man that didn’t know what romantic was.
It blew my mind to know he wasn’t clueless about being romantic. He just wanted to be romantic with the woman he thought was important.
The loving sight was a stab to Cassie’s heart. The couple was in a tight embrace under the starry sky while she sat in the car alone, watching them. The situation seemed ironic to her.
Oscar was at fault for everything that happened to me. The piano recitals were halted, my right as a mother was taken from me, and I even became the white-collar I hated the most. He caused all these, yet he treated me like dung stuck underneath his boot.
How could I live on like this! I’m not going to let him go. I don’t care if it’s my love for Oscar or my hurt pride talking. I’m not going to make it easy for Amelia. Why is it that the woman gets his love while I’m suffering here? If I’m not happy, no woman should be.
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