When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 9

Chapter 9



Having landed the gig, I didn't want to waste any time. After all, I had to make money. Post-operation, my mind was still super sharp even though my body was all weak.

When I called Lina, her voice trembled with emotion. "Melanie, you finally reached out. I thought you'd forgotten about me!"

Last year, Lina joined us as an intern before becoming my assistant. She was a bit of a free spirit but earnest and dedicated to her work. Most importantly, she could handle isolation, a necessary trait for design work, making her perfect for the position.

Before leaving the company, I had arranged for someone to look out for her, but it seemed she wasn't doing well. I cleared my throat, instructing her to bring me the plans and designs for the Radiant Systems project.

She hesitated. "Melanie, didn't you drop that project? I'm not sure they'll hand them over if I ask for the files."

I said, "Just say Clyde asked for them. Also, tell HR I'll work from home for the next few days, and you're my assistant again."

I needed my people around when I returned to work. I couldn't afford to go solo as before. Besides, I might need to keep working indefinitely to afford my medical bills.

Lina was dumbfounded when she arrived at the hospital. "Melanie, you get hospitalized because of the tumor..."

hand weakly. "The files, please. Don't worry. The

I could do was cherish each day and strive

have brought yours. Use mine for now. How are you supposed to work like this? Mr. Crawford is

how Clyde had abandoned

social media. And here you are, hospitalized, and he's off playing with

"Don't lump all men together. It's

went out and returned with some fruits, trying to smile. But she

apple down to the core,"

took a bite

later. Consider that practice. Melanie, aren't you angry? Are you and Mr. Crawford

Our shared assets were substantial, but I only needed enough to cover my medical

one in my heart, though he never knew. Given my current state, what was there to

handed Lina

Radiant Systems

We can't afford

I can't handle the

in the Design Department should still be available. Move there, but don't tell anyone I'm

even Mr.

bring it up." I shut the laptop with a stoic face. I had informed him of my hospitalization, but he likely didn't believe me. I