Chapter 117

Chapter 117



"Put Melanie on the phone. I need to make sure she's okay." Clyde's voice was emotionless, and Kayla nodded at me, urging me to talk. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

I tried to keep my voice steady, but Clyde got frantic. "Melanie, are you okay? Did she hurt you? Where are you...'

"Clyde, are you out of your mind? How can I let her tell you where she is?" Kayla waved a knife in front of me as a warning to keep quiet. "Just clear things up on Twitter. I can't leave the country with a warrant on me. It was not my fault, anyway. Tell people you did it all. Tell them Kayla is the woman you deceived, the woman whose child you made her lose, the most innocent one. Remember?"

Clyde's response was terse, and I could sense his teeth grinding

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the room. I had chicken soup, which gave me the strength to look around. It seemed to be an abandoned quarry, a place I vaguely remembered being closed off due to some accident. Half an hour later, Kayla returned with my phone. "Look, Clyde did

mocking, filled with bitterness. "Clyde loves you. Look how he's taken all the blame. He's such a good husband. He's been

phone, Clyde's statement indeed reversed everything he had previously said. Not only did he claim the child was his, but he also

were a match made in heaven and forced into a difficult situation. Some condemned him, suggesting

satisfied as long as she was

"Pretty impressive, huh? Mr.

handle anything. But Melanie, late love is worthless. He's just a jerk. Now that you're nearly out of the picture, he decides

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