When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 44

Chapter 44



When I woke up the next day, I found myself still curled up in the armchair but covered with a thin blanket.

Clyde was sitting quietly on the bed, watching me. "You awake?"

I moved a bit, feeling sore all over. It turned out even the most expensive armchairs were not perfect for sleeping, especially not these single-seaters. I twisted my neck, fearing I might have a stiff neck.

He reached to rub my neck, but I pushed him away.

Clyde said unpleasantly, "Melanie, what are you doing? Preferring the couch over sharing a bed with me? You're my wife!"

The word "divorce" almost slipped out, but I swallowed it back down.

The Patterson Group was in chaos, and this was no time for harsh moves. Even though I was considering divorce, it needed to be handled discreetly.

Bringing it up at the time would drive Clyde mad. It would be better to embarrass oneself at home than in public.

I glanced downstairs, spotting Jade's car. Her call came in just then. "Melanie, I'm here. You up yet?"

Checking the time, it was only 7 a.m. Jade must've been up since dawn. I felt guilty.

I answered, "Give me ten minutes. I'll take a shower and head out."

"What're you up to?" Clyde attempted to follow me into the bathroom, but I pushed him out.

Jade for a check-up. Don't worry." I locked the bathroom door

door in frustration but

changing, I rushed out

car outside to me. "Melanie, heading to the office this early without waiting

hospital." I hurried out

gaze from the second-floor window but

stay over? They didn't give you

head, not wanting to explain. After all, we were getting a divorce. I might as well repay the Patterson family for their years of kindness. Jade

asked, "Jade, something

shook her head, dismissing another

you from work." I noticed "Manager" on her

and confirming my number, she

you after my chemotherapy." I knew it was hard for Jade to attain the position, and I urged

at the conference if it weren't for my sudden message the day before. She repeatedly checked

during chemotherapy,

е

saw other patients as frail and pitiful as me. Maybe it was what watching

everyone else had

nurse, full

in the hospital only made me feel worse, so I forced myself to leave. I'd never liked hospitals, too many bad

instinctively

footing there." Once steady, I

a check-up? You don't seem okay." He eyed me, reaching for my

in my

believe me. He helped me sit