When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 95

Chapter 95



Perhaps Merritt hadn't expected me to stand my ground so firmly, a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

Kayla, on the other hand, looked smug. Me clashing with Merritt was exactly what she wanted.

Before Merritt could get angry, I jumped in with an explanation, "A college buddy invited me out for dinner, her cousin just got back from abroad."

"Last time, when Isla caught me in a compromising situation, a drunk called me a sassy nun and tried to rip off my wig. Her cousin was just trying to help, what more do you want to know?"

"Do we need to summon Isla's spirit to find out who put her up to this, to smear my name?"

Merritt wasn't the type to act on impulse. Looking at Kayla by his side, I had a hunch.

Sure enough, Merritt's expression soured, and his gaze toward Kayla wasn't as warm as before.

"Clyde, what's Melanie talking about? Ghosts and spirits, and here I am, pregnant!"

Kayla put on a scared face, trying to inch closer to Clyde, but he sidestepped her.

He stood up, took my hand, and said, "Grandpa, if it's all a misunderstanding, we should head back."

Without hesitation, he led me away.

He was silent the whole ride back, but his pursed lips said plenty.

He didn't bring it up, and I didn't offer any explanations.

Believe it or not, it was all the same to me.

he couldn't hold back. "Didn't

got back. We had dinner, and Eliana had to leave

finally mumbling, "Her cousin doesn't seem like good news,

him, speechless. Had he forgotten he could do the same

sighed, "He's a doctor. That guy had liver issues; he didn't even hit

felt my explanation was pointless and decided to drop it. But Clyde clearly wasn't convinced,

home, I

was here to see me. Are you

for a moment,

if you're upset, there's no need to say that. Ever heard of a

my eyes, no longer wanting to

plenty of times. He had many opportunities to

time to track down where our wedding rings ended up, time to confirm which hospital I visited, but never bothered to check which

care about this and I was truly

door, I was

really tired. I'm taking a few days off

at the door before finally uttering a

Clyde left, I headed to the

family had a legacy in medicine, with several chain hospitals

my treatment,

my case, Warren's expression finally

successful surgery after a second relapse,

no magic cure yet. "However, the new drug

wanting to give up on any ray of

asked cautiously, "Eliana mentioned you were working on a

relapse a third time,

and curses come hand in hand. My chances of recovery weren't looking great. My gaze fell to my flat belly, and I hesitantly asked,

let's start with medication to control

have children