When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 88

Chapter 88



"Is there a problem, Ethan? You're not suggesting you want to sabotage the baby's arrival, are you?"

"Trying to snatch someone's inheritance now, are you? That blatant?"

Lucy didn't hold back, lunging to snatch the photo from Ethan's grasp.

Eva wasn't about to be outdone, lifting the photo high out of reach.

"Clyde and Melanie expecting a baby should be cause for fireworks, but the woman carrying it might not be carrying a Patterson heir!" "Look at this photo. This woman's been around, slept with who knows how many men, and the cops found out she's got a daughter!" "This kind of woman, how many times has she schemed against Melanie? You really think she's carrying Clyde's child?"

Eva came over to me, gripping my hands tightly.

"Melanie, don't you worry. Ethan and I, we've got your back."

"In our eyes, you're the only Mrs. Patterson that counts. No one else!"

Lucy, seizing the moment, launched into a tirade.

York, meanwhile, just watched, keeping his silence.

I knew all too well Ethan's family wasn't genuinely on my side. It was all because I couldn't bear a child, and now their son returning from abroad saw a chance to step into the Patterson Corporation.

The Lairds must have their own agenda, using the name of that child to achieve their own goals wasn't off the table.

I stayed silent, knowing this wasn't a place for me to speak.

Besides, I was soon to be no longer part of this family, right?

"Enough! What's with all this disgraceful noise?"

his cane down, and the room

might not even be

her breath, "If we could find out, so could the press. Uncle, do you really want the Pattersons associated with

hit a nerve with Merritt, touching

against it, believing my bankrupt family wasn't a match for

stood his ground, and eventually, Merritt didn't object

with Kayla would surely

for the Pattersons, uncovering her history with

everyone go home. We'll handle our

Melanie, upstairs

another word,

and I exchanged looks, supporting each other as

continued their uproar, held back by the

all, this was Clyde's family

motives, clear even to

the child

his study, Merritt cut

glanced at me, guilt in his eyes,

with her twice,

barely a whisper, yet it echoed in

deeply,

seen him with others before;

reached for my hand, but I

was once or twice with Kayla,

were certainly

for a moment before looking up

there's a chance. They wouldn't

there's only a 1% chance the child is yours, we can't

knew what he meant.

have an bet take the risk. Content

his position. He his

SWO