When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 25

Chapter 25



"Melanie, when did you become so unreasonable? You think threatening divorce will make up for the losses from you abandoning your post?" Clyde shouted, "If it's money you want, work for it. Don't act as if you own the Patterson Group."

Clyde's grip loosened. His frown remained persistent, looking like I was making a fuss over nothing. His words baffled me, seemingly forgetting I was his wife, and naturally, I had a stake in the company. But I didn't want to argue.

I shrugged. "When did I become so indispensable? How did the Patterson Group manage without me?"

"If I'm that crucial, my salary is a joke. Too low." I pushed him aside, tossing my bag onto the couch.

He disliked my attitude, gripping my wrist again, then paused. "You've lost weight again? Haven't you been eating?"

Surprised he noticed, I scoffed, unwilling to respond. I lost my appetite, and the doctor said chemotherapy might worsen it, but I had to eat, or I'd collapse. Looking at my reddened wrist, I sighed softly. I was indeed too thin. I might have a fracture next time.

"Melanie, can't you stop this? You're the head of the Design Department. There's so much waiting for your approval. You can't just leave work like this."

from me. "So? Why didn't you pick up

panic in his eyes, which quickly turned to anger. "Melanie, I had an important meeting this afternoon. Stop making

is it always someone else's fault with you? Can't you ever reflect on yourself? You were never like this in college. Why push

utterly calm. I seemed to have forgotten my college days. Did he even remember? Was I, then, not

believed in me unconditionally back then.

rich girl, bought someone else's work, especially since my accuser was a hardworking student from a poor background, making her words seem more

advisor doubted me. I felt my world

a few friends stood by me. Clyde was missing for a week, only occasionally contacting me, until he showed up with video evidence and my discarded draft notes,

and dug through the

bel.re

didn't care. I

light,

the time, his eyes held distrust for me, and I

a lesson I knew since childhood but only truly understood

nose, and I covered it with a tissue, but blood seeped

reaching for tissues. "What's happening? What's

voice and horrified