When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 81

Chapter 81



When I slowly came to, I didn't need to open my eyes to know I was back in the hospital.

But this time, there were no familiar faces by my side, just cops.

The doctor's expression turned even more grave during the examination. "Ms. Crawford, I've told you before, this is a recurrence. You need to take care of yourself, otherwise..."

"I know, another relapse might be terminal."

I looked at the doctor calmly, saying, "Sorry for the trouble, again."

The doctor opened his mouth to say something, glanced at the police, but ultimately held back. He only mentioned my condition was critical, that cancer cells could spread at any moment. Honestly, I'd been living on borrowed time for months. Perhaps, there really was no need for me to do much more.

I understood he was speaking in my defense, and I nodded at him gratefully.

My situation wasn't hard to investigate, and the police must know I had no reason to kill Isla. After all, I was already planning to divorce Clyde, and over the years, he had countless affairs. If I cared about reputation, I would have divorced him long ago.

The lady cop lightened up a lot, promising me they'd find out what really happened.

and wished to see Jade,

tears. The doctor was right; my condition was severe, there was a chance I could pass out at

on Kemp's shoulders at the Patterson Group, and his team not specialized in homicide cases, a change

what about

I trust

long I could hold on with my condition, so I left

speculation, even suggesting that I had orchestrated Clyde's poisoning. I was painted as a villainess, desperate to seize control of the Patterson Group by any means, causing the company's stock to plummet. Indeed, if Clyde never woke up, the Patterson Group would be mine. Unfortunately, they didn't understand that in my condition, having

that severe?" Merritt eyed me curiously, somehow having managed to enter

my energy up. "I've had a lot on my plate lately, have been kind of freaking out, not getting enough sleep.

value, even nodding in agreement. "Retreating to advance, smart. Don't worry, Gemma will get a doctor to help, so you can stay

to Clyde's grandfather, even his tone was similar. They all believed I was faking it, but I had no

my safe's combination, and she has some surveillance

mean she drugged

think of many possibilities, but I shook my head. "Beyond that, her appearance in Clyde's life

her qualifications didn't match

interfere with the Design Department a lot. I think

Waking up, I could connect the dots, and everything pointed

disappeared, but with everything in chaos, no one noticed

to see the discrepancies. He frowned, seemingly tackling