“What’s wrong with you today? Why are you so angry?” Oscar asked with knitted brows.

Amelia sniggered. “Why? Are you saying that I should greet you with a smile every day?”

Oscar marched toward Amelia, grabbed her by the shoulders, and spun her around. Looking deep into her eyes, he asked, “Tell me, why are you angry with me?”

Amelia returned his gaze absently. “Mr. Clinton, I’m just a little tired. I’m not mad at you.”

“Yes, you are,” Oscar retorted. “You’re throwing a tantrum.”

Amelia laughed bitterly as she tried to think of an excuse. “Mr. Clinton, women are generally harder to understand. I’m just feeling a little emotional right now. That’s all.”

To her relief, Oscar believed her.

impossible to deal

Amelia only nodded half-heartedly.

then. As for our divorce papers, I’ll get the lawyer to call you

little. She wasn’t in a mood to ask any more questions, so she

I’ll just sleep in the study if it gets too late,” the man added. As he slowly turned to walk away, he suddenly felt

as she reached

It melted his heart to see her looking so fragile at

it?” he

whispered, fighting the dull ache in her

frowned. “Seriously, what’s wrong with you? You haven’t been yourself

with me. Can’t you leave your work aside for a while?” Amelia

hopeful gaze, his heart fluttering. “Do

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