When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

I was standing at the doorway of the hospital room, feeling that something about Rachel was off, more than usual.

Clyde's sudden fainting spell was bizarre enough, but why would she, if she truly cared for him, prevent him from getting checked out?

After Warren spoke, Rachel seemed to freeze for a moment, then quickly masked it with a smile.

"I'm not stopping him, just worried. Since a check-up is necessary, let's go ahead," she said.

"But I hope it's not always about drawing blood; it's not good for the body."

She seemed all concerned for Clyde's well-being, and even Warren nodded in agreement.

But I caught a glimpse of worry in Rachel's eyes.

Then she saw me and quickly put on an indifferent face, edging closer to Clyde.

I couldn't quite figure out why she was anxious, but my mind started racing with possibilities.

Clyde didn't seem happy to see me. Spotting me at the door, his expression darkened.

"We're on the brink of divorce; no need to pretend you care," he said coldly.

"You're not well yourself, just lost a baby, you should rest instead of laying blame on me later."

bone. Fenton looked like he wanted

wasn't that he couldn't be, he just deemed it beneath him

truly disdained someone, he'd act on

their scornful gazes, I

become mentally, able to endure even when it felt like my heart

was frowning over Clyde's medical

"Any issues? Poisoning?"

the better of me and I leaned in closer, just in

was lost amidst the medical

you could understand this, my years of medical school would've been in vain. He's not poisoned, all his indicators are

was a clear sign this

not wanting to disrupt

of silence,

or some toxic substance in perfume? Or food incompatibility, like eating

scenario Jade and I had seen on TV shows,

we're in some

that

the room,

tampering, but found nothing.

Now, without a CT, we can't

psychological stress?"