Chapter 475

Chapter 475Chapter 475
At night, Cassie threw up so much that only her saliva was left. Amelia took care of her throughout. By
the time she managed to put Cassie to sleep on the bed, her clothes were already filled with puke.
Looking at the puke on her chest, she frowned discreetly. However, when she raised her head, her
expression became calm again.
“Oscar, look after her. I'll go and take a bath first. If possible, can you ask someone to send some
clothes over?” asked Amelia.
“Just go. I'll arrange for someone to send you some clothes.” Oscar walked over and patted her head.
“Thank you.”
Amelia simply smiled and entered the bathroom.
Oscar stared at Cassie, who was lying on the bed pathetically. He could not understand why he had
pined for her for five years like a fool and indirectly hurt Amelia. If he had figured out his feelings earlier,
perhaps all this would not have happened and Amelia would not have to suffer the consequences of his
unfortunate love life.
Oscar felt regretful.
Clenching his fists, he took a deep breath. It took him the greatest self-control to suppress that
gloominess within him. Otherwise, he might lose control of himself and strangle that woman on the bed. He strode to the windows and called Hugo. After Hugo picked up, he ordered, “Hugo, send a dress to
room 2018 at Moonlight Hotel.”
Then he turned off his phone.
When Amelia came out of the bathroom, the clothes had arrived.
Oscar took the clothes and instructed, “Get Jean to come over.”
“Yes, Boss.”
Closing the door, Oscar passed the clothes to Amelia and said, “See if it fits.”
Amelia took the clothes and entered the bathroom, walking out again after five minutes.
Oscar appraised Amelia, who was now in a red dress. A glint appeared in his eyes as he gazed at her.
Feeling uncomfortable by his stare, Amelia turned around and asked, “Is there a problem with this
dress, Oz?”
Oscar walked to her and said infatuatedly, “No, you look perfect. I really want to rip your dress apart.
It's a pity that this isn't the right venue.”
Amelia rolled her eyes, but she could not help smiling.
Right then, there was a knock on the door. A look of confusion flashed across Amelia's eyes as Oscar
walked over to open the door. A girl who was wearing all black and had a sexy figure was standingoutside the door.
When she saw Oscar, she immediately greeted him respectfully, “Boss.”
“Come in.”
The woman entered with Oscar.
Amelia glanced at the woman in confusion before asking Oscar, “Who is she, Oz?”
“She's my bodyguard,” replied Oscar briefly.
The woman shot Amelia an icy look, but said respectfully, “Hello, Mrs. Clinton. My name is Jean.” Amelia nodded at her politely and said with a smile, “Hello, Jean.”
Jean merely stood there indifferently.
“Take care of her, Jean. You can leave after she wakes up tomorrow morning,” instructed Oscar as he
pointed at Cassie on the bed.
“Understood, Boss,” Jean complied without even asking for the reason.
Oscar hugged Amelia's waist and said, “Let's go, Amelia.”
Amelia followed him out of the presidential suite and asked curiously, “How many things are you hiding
from me, Oscar? I haven't seen a lot of the people who are protecting you in secret.”
“You'll be their master in the future. Just say the word and they'll carry out our orders with no questionsasked.” Oscar gave Amelia the right to do that.
Amelia gave a small smile and did not say anything else.
On their way back, Amelia received a call from Rory.
“Rory, it's already so late. Have you gone back?” asked Amelia after picking up the call.
“Everyone is still waiting for the cab. A few colleagues drank too much while singing. Amelia, I heard
from our boss that your friend is drunk, so you and Mr. Clinton had to send her back. How is it? Has
she settled down?”
“Yeah! Thanks for asking. Don't go home too late, okay? It isn't safe for a girl to walk alone at night.”
“Okay, Amelia,” replied Rory. “You and Mr. Clinton should go home earlier too. I'll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Okay, bye.”
After hanging up the call, Amelia said, “It's Rory.”
Oscar tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he mumbled an acknowledgment. “Do you like her a
lot?”
“I can't really say if I like or dislike her. I just think it's tough on her since she's working outside of her
hometown with no relatives here. I can't help but be reminded of myself when I just graduated. Well, I
see myself in her, so I can't help but take care of her more,” said Amelia calmly as she leaned against
the seat. Oscar glanced at her and replied, “Whatever makes you happy.”
Amelia turned around and gazed at Oscar in amusement. She teased, “I thought you would give me a
long lecture and tell me to stay away from her.”
“Why would I do that?”
“I don't know. It's my instincts.”
Oscar stroked her head and said, “I wanted you to stay away from her, but you should do what makes
you happy. A newbie who has just started working probably can't stir up any trouble. But I don't really
like that girl. Don't be too nice to her.”
Chuckling softly, Amelia said, “I know. I'm not new to society, nor am I a three-year-old toddler.”
Amelia sounded so confident here, but she did not expect that one day she would meet her downfall in
the hands of a Rory.
Oscar drove into the neighborhood, parked the car, and unbuckled Amelia's seatbelt for her. He held
her hand and said, “Let me bring you to a place.”
Amelia followed him out of the car obediently and came to the empty plot of land behind the apartment.
Looking at the grass, she shot a puzzled glance at Oscar and asked, “Why did you bring me here?”
Oscar hushed her. Amelia was confused, but she held her tongue. Suddenly, bright flashes of light appeared in the night sky. Looking up, she saw that the sky was
illuminated by colorful fireworks.
Amelia's eyes widened.
When she saw the words that the fireworks formed, she could not hold her tears back anymore.
Honey, let's spend the rest of our lives together.
Oscar pulled her into his arms. “Do you like it?”
Amelia leaned against his chest and choked out, “When did you prepare this?”
“I had Hugo prepare this in the afternoon. I wanted to show you at midnight, but Cassie messed up
everything,” said Oscar. “Although it's a little late, I hope you don't mind my cliche act of romance.”
After speaking, Oscar took out a red box from his pocket and opened it. Amelia saw the diamond inside
the box, which shone dazzlingly under the night sky.
Oscar took out the huge diamond ring in the box and slipped it on Amelia's left finger. “I asked
someone to customize this for me. Our names are carved on it. Although it's quite tacky to give such a
present, it's a piece of my sincerity. See if you like it!”
Looking at the diamond ring on her finger, Amelia felt like crying and laughing. It was not that she could
not afford a diamond ring, but she was moved by how much effort Oscar had put in for this romantic
moment. Truth be told, women do not have high expectations—all they want is for their men to dote on
them genuinely. “When did you prepare this?” asked Amelia with a grin as she wiped her tears away.
“I've prepared this before I went to Beshya to pick you up. I chose to give it to you today because it's
exactly seven and a half years since we got married, divorced, and reconciled again. After we get
remarried, we'll celebrate our anniversary every year. I remember everything that you said. Since you
like romantic moments, I'll give those to you. Although I'm not really a romantic guy, I'll try my best to
learn and make you feel my sincerity.”
Amelia wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned against his chest, listening to the steady beating
of his heart. She said softly, “Oscar, I love this gift. Even if you give me a ring weaved from grass, I'll
love it too. What matters is that I can see your sincerity. I don't want a lot. All I want is your heart.”
“You silly woman.” Oscar stroked her soft hair.