When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 108

Chapter 108



"Blood! She's bleeding!" Someone exclaimed, causing Kayla to notice the blood on her leg.

Trembling, she reached for her leg, and the sight of blood on her hands nearly made her faint. A security guard quickly steadied her.

Seeing her in such a bad situation, I stepped forward, pulling out my phone. "Hello, 911? In the lobby of Patterson Group, a pregnant woman is bleeding..."

Before I could finish, Kayla lunged at me, catching me off guard and knocking me to the ground.

Thud! My body hit the floor hard, feeling like it was breaking apart.

Kayla roared, "Melanie, how dare you push me? You bitch! You hurt my baby! You pushed me. I'm calling the police. I'm going to report this!"

Kayla ripped off my wig and tried to hit me, but Clyde grabbed her hand.

"What are you waiting for? Get her to the hospital!" Clyde's voice was cold and angry.

I was still dizzy, my vision darkening when Clyde quickly helped me to my feet.

By then, I saw York rushing to Kayla, scooping her up, and sprinting out the door.

"Melanie, are you okay? Are

but I bit my lip and hurried him

"York's already

was clear as day, using Kayla to stir the

in his quest for power. York's wife was from a reputable family, and

a more qualified successor. Other than not being as closely related by blood and lacking Clyde's abilities, he

hand tightly before lifting me into his arms. "We're in this together." Arriving at the hospital, other

was quick on their heels.

fierce glare. "Melanie, you truly are vile. How could you? That child was

coldly, "This isn't

about their accusations. They talked as if I could magically push Kayla

the grandson he had been longing

nothing to do with this." Clyde stepped forward, shielding me. "Don't

announced, "The patient's family needs to sign. She needs a

out, everyone's gaze

sensing something was off. Kayla was usually lively and young. How could she miscarry just like

out in the bed, looking different than I expected Her face bore hatred when she looked at me. "Melanie, why did you push me?

we should get the patient a CT

was thirty

when you fell. Blaming

a cure for detusions.

left Laird and Lucia