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.

check-up. Don't worry." I locked the bathroom door firmly, wanting no

banged on the door in frustration but eventually backed

showering and changing, I rushed out

heading to the office

hospital." I hurried out after changing

from the second-floor window

me. "What's going on? Did you stay over? They didn't give you a hard time, did they?

we were getting a divorce. I might as well repay the Patterson family for their years

"Jade,

head, dismissing another

busy, go ahead. Don't let me keep you from work." I noticed

dropping me off and confirming my number, she mentioned

knew it was hard for Jade to attain the

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

during chemotherapy,

е

when I saw other patients as frail and pitiful

the session, everyone else had someone waiting. I

nurse, full

worse, so I forced myself to leave. I'd never liked hospitals, too

out, I stumbled, falling forward. I instinctively grabbed for a helping hand, which pulled me

my footing there." Once steady, I looked up

don't seem okay." He

in my

Vinson seemed to believe me. He helped me sit and bought me a Coke. I