When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 103

Chapter 103



Due to the complexity of my earlier surgery, a less invasive method wasn't feasible, resulting in scars that remain prominent, some appearing quite red and alarming.

In reality, they only saw a fraction of it. The lower scars would've probably scared them even more.

Lucky for Clyde, he had Kayla by his side, or he might've noticed something was off with me.

I had a good look at the woman in the video. Sure, our builds were somewhat similar, but there were flaws. To ensure "my" face was in the video, she always faced the camera, her chest in view, inadvertently proving it wasn't me in the footage.

Evelyn briskly walked over, buttoning up my shirt and glaring at Clyde. "How can you not trust your wife but believe what others say? Shouldn't you be the first to defend Melanie's innocence? If you had just told everyone from the start, Melanie wouldn't have had to go through this humiliation."

All eyes were on Clyde, and he stumbled over his words before saying, "I didn't know."

"You didn't know?" Evelyn looked at him incredulously. "Wasn't Melanie's surgery a major one? You didn't know? Don't family members have to sign on for surgeries?"

Everyone knew I had no other family. Clyde was it.

Clyde looked at me, his voice hoarse as he finally asked, "Melanie, when did you have the surgery?"

and she were setting off fireworks at the beach, and she announced it on

If you had told me earlier, this wouldn't have happened!" He clenched his fists, stepping closer with

smiled at him bitterly. Even at this moment, he dared to question

cut on her hand. While I was in surgery, you two seemed to have returned to our place, right?

Kayla's neck. Then I looked back at Clyde. "It was just a surgery. At worst, I could have died during surgery, but clearly, that's not as important as your time with your

mock him, but my words sounded more indifferent and detached than intended because I was merely stating the facts. For months, there were so many signs that I was not well,

Because he

one spoke. Only Clyde looked at

surgery was it?

prepared early on. It seemed plausible enough, given I was the long-suffering Mrs. Patterson, agitated

you..." Merritt hurled the coffee

down, her lips pursed, lost

to explain, "Grandpa, no,

face to explain?" Merritt moved to hit him,

shrugged. "It's good to

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divorce. Since you've had a child with someone else, and the Patterson family has accepted that child, it's time I

matter who Mrs. Patterson is, I no longer wish to be her. I'll repay what

relieved. I wouldn't bear burdens that weren't