When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 92

Chapter 92



All afternoon, my mind was elsewhere, haunted by Freya's words.

Merritt certainly had a knack for things; not only had Kayla's evidence vanished into thin air, but even the buzz online seemed to have been scrubbed clean.

In the Patterson family, a child's mother must be spotless, after all.

When Clyde walked into the office, I was zoning out in front of my computer.

Freya's face flashed before my eyes again. She seemed to have such a passion, such a sense of justice for everything and everyone.

Even though she knew I was in on the secret, she didn't press me but decided to investigate on her own.

Cops like her are rare indeed.

"Melanie, ready to head home? I've come to pick you up."

Clyde's smile was gentle, his voice much softer than usual.

Colleagues who hadn't left yet turned to stare at us as if they'd seen a ghost.

Three years of marriage, and this was the first time he'd come to the office to pick me up. Despite working in the same company, he had always ignored me. There were always other women by his side, coming to pick him up.

Ignoring the gossip-hungry glances from my colleagues, I packed up and stood. But before I could walk over, Kayla had already latched onto Clyde's

arm.

"Clyde, let's go home." she said in a sweet tone.

Now living in the Patterson Mansion, she clearly felt superior, her words a challenge thrown my way.

pretended not to notice, sitting back down to call for a

peak hour, and the wait

please have some dignity. You go

he had shown this attitude towards Kayla from the start, I might

hypocritical, reminding me of how he had pushed me

were about to leave but now lingered

grandfather asked you to take

outright say she was pregnant, but her actions and tone made

said so? Maybe Kayla really has

Patterson came for Melanie, right?

at how

her posture

were clearly meant

pulling her aside, also brought

told you, just have the child and you'll be set for life.

mention this

terrifying, making Kayla step back in

at Clyde with a

You're better off restinget o the logistics

tomorrow."

Kayla meant menial tasks in

but glance at

Kayla a chance to retort, he pulled me

did his mood seem to

that young cop

had lunch

know about anyone looking for me; I had no intention of hiding

in their actions, should fear no

relayed the story without embellishment or

his eyes for a moment before looking at

hate you,

him to the boy who used to help