Chapter 3


    Stephanie shrugged and said, “Mom, I’m going out for a while. Someone here’s stinking the air up.” With


    that, she walked out without a care in the world. Olivia sighed. “Don’t mind her, Amelia. We’ve spoiled


    her too much.” Smiling, Amelia replied, “She’s only in her mid-twenties, an age where she’s just yful.


    It’s expected that she’ll blurt out the thoughts on her mind.”


    Olivia patted her hand, her affection for Amelia increasing. “Amelia, you’re a good girl. Don’t mind


    Stephanie’s words, okay? As for Cassie, just pretend that she doesn’t exist.” Amelia was not foolish


    enough to ask who Cassie was. “Mom, we’re a family. I won’t take her words to heart,” replied Amelia,


    not bothered by it at all.


    However, she knew that they would not remain as a family for long. “I’ve always known that you’re a


    good girl.” Olivia liked her even more now. Amelia chatted with Olivia for the entire afternoon. After lunch,


    Olivia felt tired and took a nap. Meanwhile, Amelia took a stroll outside while Stephanie trailed behind


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    “Amelia, don’t think that you can be the Clintons’ daughter-inw forever just because my mom likes you.


    My brother still loves Cassie deeply. You should just give up,” mocked Stephanie. Amelia gazed at her


    politely and smiled.


    “Steph, I don’t know who Cassie is, but you shouldn’t forget that I’m your brother’s wife. As long as we’re


    not divorced, I’m still your sister-inw. So please show some respect, will you?” Stephanie cast a


    mocking nce at her. “Sister-inw? I’m sure you’ll no longer be my sister-inw soon.


    Only my mom is kind enough to treat you, a woman who has nothing under her name, as her daughter-


    inw.” After a slight pause, she continued, “Stop pretending to be Cindere and dreaming of marrying


    into a wealthy family. Just get a divorce with my brother as soon as possible.


    Perhaps you could still earn yourself a considerable sum ofpensation instead of leaving with nothing


    in the end.” Amelia smiled even more sweetly. “Thanks for your reminder. I was going to divorce your


    brother, but I’ve changed my mind now.” With that, Amelia spun around and walked back.


    “You…” Stephanie was seething with fury. “You better not regret it.” “Don’t worry. I won’t.” Amelia enteredN?velDrama.Org owns all content.


    the house without even sparing her a single nce. When she walked into the bedroom meant for her


    and Oscar, her face immediately fell.


    Her heart ached as if someone was gripping it forcefully with a clenched fist. It was only after she hugged


    the soft toy on the bed tightly and sniffed it that the pain subsided. She whipped out a phone and made a


    call.


    When the call went through, she put on a bright smile and said cutely, “Darling, I miss you!” Oscar


    paused for a while before snapping, “Stop fooling around! I’m in a meeting now. Let’s meet at the usual


    ce at nine tonight.”


    Amelia stared at her phone in a daze as the man hung up. Even though she had married Oscar for four


    years, they barely shared their true feelings with each other. In fact, it had never happened. Oscar had


    only treated her as a materialistic woman who loved money. Amelia spent the entire day at the Clinton


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    she drove back to her home with Oscar in the city center. Returning to the apartment, she ced her bag


    down and meticulously chose her outfit for tonight’s date. What Oscar referred to by their usual meeting


    ce was only a five-star hotel they frequently visited.


    Although she knew that Oscar did not love her, she did not want to show him her pathetic side. Amelia


    arrived punctually at the hotel at nine o’clock. The moment she opened the door of the presidential suite,


    someone forcefully pinned her against the wall. Stuck between the wall and a man’s broad chest, she


    sniffed his familiar scent and chuckled.


    “Mr. Clinton, aren’t you going to ask me if I angered Mom when I visited her?” Oscar merely nced at


    her and replied emotionlessly, “Mom has a good impression of you. She called me earlier and told me to


    treat you nicely.” “Really? Then how could you bully me all the time?”


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