When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 29

Chapter 29



Clyde seemed stunned by my indifference, his eyes filled with confusion as they met mine.

It used to be me chasing after him, and then, all of a sudden, declaring I didn't need him anymore must have been a shock. But maybe he didn't understand that my change of heart wasn't so sudden.

Suddenly, he became agitated, pinning me against the bathroom counter. "Don't need me anymore? What's that supposed to mean? You know Mrs. Patterson has a flurry of social events to attend. How can you 'not need'?"

I looked at him coldly, devoid of any emotion in my gaze. When I needed him the most, he wasn't there. And he insisted on offering himself when I'd moved past that need?

"What are you smirking about?" His frown deepened.

I pursed my lips, letting out a soft sigh. "Clyde, why bother? If you're looking for a presentable Mrs. Patterson, why not go with Kayla? A necklace of tens of thousands, the latest designer handbags, and your affection, she's the most presentable. She's the perfect Mrs. Patterson, isn't she?"

I pushed him away, annoyed, and returned to the dining table. There was no point in arguing any further. I was past the age of wanting to argue with him. In just three years, I felt like I had aged thirty. I was tired of fighting.

Clyde followed, sitting down with a huff.

Lucia looked at me with a forced smile. “Melanie, how long have you been feeling nauseous? Have you been vomiting a lot?"

Evelyn appeared concerned as well. "Are your periods regular?"

They thought I

looks like

illusion. But perhaps it was better to know some things sooner than

visibly relaxed, leaning back in her chair with a lazy posture. "I thought as much. After all these years without news, I thought the hen

coughed loudly, silencing

make it difficult to conceive.

families would like to see me remain

no heirs, the Patterson family would eventually

and

Merritt

slammed

his fork down on

you're strong-willed, but you have to consider the future of the Patterson family. I

traditional. Once, I would have been

Clyde suddenly spoke up. "Grandpa, please. Melanie and I are both busy, in the prime of

maintain his dignity, so I stopped resisting. But his

children just yet. I don't have

just about not wanting children or not wanting them with me? I still remember

in my

first got together, I had talked about wanting a happy family of three. Back then, he was an orphan without a family,

wanted to be his family, and our child could be his closest kin. But he had hesitated. We had argued about it, and

took me to a mall where we tried a labor pain simulation. Hearing him scream, I was terrified.