When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 89

Chapter 89



"Grandpa, why can't I just..."

"Leave, now."

Merritt's tone was tinged with frustration, and Clyde knew better than to argue.

Clyde glanced at me, then at Merritt, before finally exiting the study.

As soon as he left, I hurriedly spoke up, "Merritt, didn't we agree?"

We had an agreement that he would help me with the divorce, that he wouldn't make things difficult for me. But what was this?

Was I supposed to be some kind of lady of the manor, expected to turn a blind eye while my husband brought home another woman? Even if Kayla wasn't even in the running!

"We did agree, but circumstances have changed."

Merritt seemed to age right in front of me, constantly massaging his temples.

"Melanie, you're a good kid. This mess is indeed Clyde's fault. He's been reckless over the years."

I kept my head down, not saying a word. Everyone in the Patterson family knew about his recklessness, but they were his flesh and blood. I was just an outsider.

Seeing that I remained silent, he sighed again.

"Clyde's not fully recovered. Kayla didn't just give him sleeping pills; there was a toxin involved."

"She poisoned him?"

potentially making Clyde infertile made my skin crawl. Her child would be the sole heir to the Patterson

recently. The toxin won't affect his health too much, but it

said it would take at least two years to metabolize the toxin, and with treatment, Clyde can't father any children for

anything could happen in these three years.

wasn't just her bargaining

and looked up at

with the divorce. Let Kayla marry into the family. Regardless of who's backing her, her promises won't exceed Mrs.

woman. She'll weigh her options and won't collaborate with

and now with Kayla pregnant, it seemed like

Clyde, nor the Patterson

like a perfect arrangement to me, and I couldn't fathom Merritt's

disdainfully, "Her? Dream on about

only Mrs.

understand your heart. No one is more suitable to stabilize things than

departure from what I had anticipated. I wanted to argue, but one look from

unsuitable as a match for the

fists, striving to

I

I appreciate

and me back then, but Clyde and I no

helped you then, it was Clyde. I won't take

lifted his gaze, revealing the

abroad, Clyde made a scene at my house for

fell sick, and he dragged himself between home and the hospital,

Clyde, recognizing his potential.

out you had gone

then, Clyde was surrounded by wolves When your dad got into trouble, he couldn't leave to find you,

killed by those people long ago.

in his story,