Love You Enough to Leave You
Chapter 393

Chapter 393 Pursue Me Again

The young man died two days later. Following the terms of the contract, his parents donated his corneas. However, before the surgery, they requested to meet Amelia. When they saw how polite and beautiful she was, they felt that their son's eyes had not gone to waste. This pitiful couple was no longer as devastated as before—at least, their son's eyes could live on with a pretty and kind girl, witnessing the beautiful scenery of Chanaea through her eyes.

The man's mother held on to Amelia's hand and said, "I'm relieved that my son's eyes are going to be transplanted to you. Please treasure them! After you've regained your vision from the surgery and returned to Chanaea from Anglandur, can you promise me to go to Norham? It has been my son's dream to attend college in Norham and see his parents' hometown. Now that he's gone, his wish can never be fulfilled. So please, fulfil it for him."

Sorrow washed over Amelia when she heard that. As the pain of losing a son was possibly the greatest torment, she did not refuse them.

"If my surgery's a success and I can see again, I'll definitely go to Norham with my husband. I'll take some photos and send them to you," promised Amelia solemnly in her hospital gown.

"Thank you!" said the mother hoarsely.

Amelia smiled in response.

After chatting for a while, Amelia was pushed into the operating room. When the door closed slowly, the couple, who looked like they had aged ten years in an instant, leaned against each other with a despairing look on their faces.

The mother said hoarsely, "Mr. Clinton, your wife's eyes look just like my son's. I feel like I'm seeing him whenever I look at her. After settling my son's funeral, can I please visit her again?"

Oscar averted his gaze from the operating room's sign and glanced at her. "Of course. Now that your son's eyes have been transplanted to my wife, both of you will be inextricably linked. You can even ask her to be your goddaughter, but whether she's willing or not... that'll depend on her. I don't want to force her."

"There's no need to ask her to become my goddaughter for the time being. We've only met your wife by chance. I just hope to see my son's eyes again. He passed away from leukemia moments after his twentieth birthday. I don't even have enough time to see him, so I'd like to take a few more glimpses at him." With that, she sobbed heartbreakingly.

"My sincerest condolences to you, Mrs. Hill. One cannot come back from the dead," consoled Oscar drily. Any words would only seem empty and helpless in front of those who had lost their loved ones. The mother, Mary Hill, squeezed out a smile. After saying a few more things to Oscar, she left with her husband. As their son had just died, there were a lot of things they had to settle. Meanwhile, as Oscar and Tiffany were too worried about Amelia in the operating room, they did not exchange much consolation and niceties to the couple.

The surgery lasted for nearly eight hours. When James came out, he looked utterly exhausted.

Oscar strode over to him and asked anxiously, "James, how's Amelia doing?"

James gave him a tired smile. "The surgery is very successful. Don't worry."

Hearing that, Oscar finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you!" Despite the many thoughts rushing through his mind, that was the only sentence Oscar could utter.

James punched at his chest lightly and chuckled. "We're buddies, aren't we? Stop being so polite!"

Feeling his mood improving greatly, Oscar cracked a smile of relief.

Not long after, Amelia was pushed into a single-room ward. There was a bandage wrapped around her eyes as she lay on the bed quietly.

Ever since hearing that Amelia's surgery was successful, Tiffany had not stopped smiling. She exclaimed, "This is great! All the suffering was worth it. Amelia will be able to see again after the bandage is removed."

Derrick pulled her into his arms and smiled. "Are you happy?"

Tiffany nodded. Suddenly, she burst into tears, startling the other two men.

With his heart aching for her, Derrick wiped her tears away and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Isn't everything going well? Why are you crying?"

Tiffany wiped her tears in embarrassment and explained, "I'm fine. I'm just too happy! For the past two years, Amelia has been putting up a tough front and forcing herself to appear happy. I'm so happy for her. Now, she can finally stop being bothered by her own disability! There's no need for her to leave her hometown anymore. Over the past two years in Beshya, I've never seen her genuinely happy. Now that the rainbow after the storm has come, I'm overjoyed."

Although Tiffany claimed to be happy, she started crying even harder.

Oscar shot her a complicated look and urged softly, "Stop crying, Tiffany. Are you trying to wake Amelia up?"

Tiffany quickly stopped crying at that. She wiped the tears away from her eyes and laughed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so happy that I couldn't control myself," she said.

Naturally, no one would blame her for crying out of happiness. Even Oscar felt like crying. After all, it was so difficult for him to reconcile with Amelia again. Despite being separated for two years, they had not grown distant. Instead, they became closer than ever. Even if they had many things to deal with once they returned home, he was willing to shield her from any danger.

Amelia woke up the next day. The moment she woke up, she called out hoarsely, "Oscar... Oscar."

Oscar immediately grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek. "You're awake."

Chuckling, Amelia asked, "Can you give me some water?"

Quickly standing up, Oscar poured a glass of water for her and fed her carefully. After she drank it, he helped her up tenderly and said, "I'll call the doctor over to give you a check-up."

Before long, James came over and gave Amelia an examination. Grinning, he said, "Your recovery is going very well. If nothing else happens, we can remove the bandage after a few days. By then, you'll be able to see again."

Amelia smiled. "Thank you, James."

"Oscar and I have gone through life and death together. His affairs are my own," said James, sounding like a true-blue Chanaean instead of a foreigner that he was. Other than his appearance, his words and actions resembled that of a Chanaean.

Amelia could not help but laugh.

James is a funny, handsome and talented man. Someone like him would definitely attract a woman's fancy easily.

He continued, "I still need to visit a few patients, so I'll take my leave now. I'll visit you again once I'm done with everything."

"Sure! Bye."

After James left, Tiffany and Derrick came up with an excuse to leave too.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Oscar held Amelia's hand and said, "This is great, Amelia! You'll be able to see again soon. Once we're home, let's register our marriage again. Our family of three will never be separated again."

Smirking, Amelia asked, "Oscar, didn't you say that you're going to court me again? Are you trying to trick me into going home with you without doing anything?"

Oscar was taken aback for a while before saying, "Do you want me to court you again?"

Amelia nodded with a laugh. "Of course! We had a contractual marriage soon after we met. You've never done anything except for fulfilling my material needs and soliciting physical intimacy from me. You've robbed me of my first love and kiss, so I've never experienced how it feels like to date someone. You know what? This won't do at all! You must court me again."

Amelia was not placing Oscar in a tough spot on purpose. Instead, she merely wanted to spend more romantic times with him. Back when she married him, they had a lot of unfulfilled regrets. Although they eventually confessed their love for each other, it was still not romantic enough.

Hence, it was a valuable and rare opportunity for Amelia to experience being pursued by Oscar again. For once, she wanted to be treasured and doted on by someone.

"Can you do it, Oscar?" pleaded Amelia in a cutely fashion.

"Of course!" he agreed without any hesitation.

"Oscar, I'm glad that you're willing to accommodate my stubbornness."

"I'll do anything to make you happy."

A blissful grin spread across Amelia's face and Oscar found himself lost in her beautiful smile.