We Got Love, The Crazy Kind

Amber stared coldly at Oliver and spoke with a voice deadlier than her glare. "Go away. I don't know you!"

Oliver got anxious and tried to grab Amber’s hand. "Amber, listen to me! I was wrong. I apologize, okay? It was my fault. I shouldn't have taken advantage of you! But you should know that I did it all for the sake of our future! And as for Abby, if I become the director, I’ll be able to make more money and we can pay for Abby’s medical treatment!"

"Shut up!" Amber desperately tried to hold her emotions in, but she was trembling with anger. "Shut up! You’re not even worthy of mentioning Abby’s name! Now get out of my way! Don't make me despise you!"

Oliver was dumbfounded. He had thought that if he coaxed her with kind words after her anger had subsided, she would change her mind. But not once had he expected her to be so resolute!

Amber used to love him so much! With the money she earned from her job, she would buy a roast chicken with the intent to make their lives better. She would give half of the roast chicken to Abby and let him have the other half—not sparing a single bite for herself.

Yet at this very moment, she was giving him a cold-eyed stare and telling him to scram!

Oliver was in fear. He threw himself on Amber and pulled her into a hug. "Amber! Let's stop arguing, okay? I’m in the wrong. Please give me a chance. I don't believe you don't love me anymore! And I know I still hold a place in your heart!"

That embrace, that scent—they were all too familiar to Amber. But this man was so unrecognizable she recoiled in disgust.

She strained every nerve to break away from Oliver, but he held onto her oh so tightly as if his life depended on her. Amber was so pissed she started kicking him. In response, Oliver simply threw the umbrella to a side and locked her firmly in his arms!

and their clothes

in the heavy rain. He waited for half

stood beside Amber and

in a fury. "Who do you think you are, Liam? I'm arguing with

completely soaked. He emanated a unique sense of nobility and authority as the raindrops dripped off from his

eyes as deep as the ocean and said without the slightest hint of emotion in his voice, "Since you are being so rude, I can only say

swung his fist so forcefully that before

that was still buzzing in shock. After coming back to his senses, he charged over like a raging wild wolf and

was obvious that he was better at fighting. After throwing a few hooks, he had Oliver down on

to blows with Liam. When Amber noticed his bloodshot eyes and the corner of his mouth that was starting to bleed, she abruptly dragged Liam along with her as she started walking away.

taking another look at Oliver's face, Amber took Liam

powerful

asked, "Do you want to

her doorstep, and it was raining heavily outside, so it seemed inappropriate

refuse her invitation,

some warmth lingering in his hand which was previously in Amber’s grip. He felt uneasy as if something was