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 were insinuating. They thought I

the table with enthusiasm. “Well, well, looks like the

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

having some stomach issues, not pregnant." Lucia visibly relaxed, leaning back in her chair with a lazy posture. "I

coughed loudly, silencing

young. You're quite thin, which might make it difficult to conceive. You need to take better care, and in time,

reality, both families would like to see

heirs, the Patterson

that, and so

Merritt

slammed

his fork down on

a stern look. "Melanie, know you're strong-willed, but you have to consider the future

I would have been willing to bear Clyde's

erupt when Clyde suddenly spoke up. "Grandpa, please. Melanie and I are

his family, I had to maintain his dignity, so I stopped

just yet. I don't have

others. Was it just about not wanting children or not wanting them with me? I still remember how disgusted he was accusing me of taking

in my eyes,

together, I had talked about wanting a happy family of three. Back then, he was an orphan

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

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