When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 46

Chapter 46



Taking the day off anyway, I decided to crash back into my room and sleep. The second round of chemo hit harder than the last, leaving me wondering whether it was out to kill the cancer or me. The side effects had me feeling sick for a while, followed by a nosebleed. It felt like an eternity of discomfort before I finally adjusted to the ordeal about an hour later.

After a shower, I collapsed on my bed. With Clyde out of the picture, the world seemed eerily quiet, and I drifted into a restless sleep.

Unfortunately, Clyde's persistence knew no bounds as he appeared at Jade's place.

First, I heard the endless ringing of the doorbell, which quickly escalated to pounding on the door. "Melanie, Melanie! I know you're in there. Open up!"

Thankfully, it was daytime, so no neighbors had come to complain yet.

Despite feeling awful, I managed to open the door. "What do you want?"

He seemed stunned by my appearance, his mouth opening, and closing without a word for a moment.

I tried to close the door, but he quickly stopped it with his hand. "Melanie, let's talk."

I considered slamming the door on his fingers but eventually decided against it.

When he tried to step forward, I blocked the entryway. "Let's talk here."

you sick? It wasn't Jade

to put two and two together, though not quite sharp enough or perhaps not genuinely concerned. Had he bothered to visit the hospital or pull some strings, he would've known it wasn't just a check-up. But he didn't, choosing instead to confront me, proving he hadn't even been

and too much stress. I'll feel better in a couple

stronger than me, making it impossible. For some

the Patterson Mansion. It's not convenient for you and Jade to live together. Come

he couldn't enter. Yet, he didn't back down, as

at the door. I'll be

comply. After all, the company's anniversary was around the

Clyde to cause a scene that

my eyes closed, resting, fearing I might pass out. Thankfully, the journey was uneventful, and upon arriving at the

two looking cozy together will squash any rumors. Just

us with

chiming in. Of

non-pregnant woman, to remain Mrs. Patterson. Once Clyde was out of the picture, their families could easily divide the assets.

be disappointed. Our

my room. I brought along pain

sleeping, or perhaps she just

called, crying. "Clyde, I had a nightmare. I'm so scared. Can you come over? I think I sprained my ankle. It hurts so

on the other side

bed, whispered a few words of comfort, and quickly dressed

I happened