When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Remembering that I'm his wife now? Clyde was truly shameless!

I shrugged, replying, "I know you've forgotten a lot, but you once swore you'd never take advantage of me. If you want to use my designs, why not just pay me for the patents? Are you trying to get a free lunch here?" With more treatments to pay for and no clue when Clyde and I would officially part ways, I had to plan for myself.

I never wanted to sell my patents to other companies, but dealing with Patterson Group seemed fine.

As I glanced at Rachel's face, twisted in resentment, I couldn't help but say, "Clyde, you know I'm out of the profit-sharing loop. If you don't pay up for the patents, you're basically mooching off me."

Clyde frowned, looking over the patents for more than a dozen projects, about to say something, but Rachel beat him to it.

"Clyde, since I'm running the Design Department, let me handle this."

She shot me a vicious look. "We were classmates, and I've studied abroad for years. My designs are up to par."

I raised an eyebrow but kept silent.

As long as Clyde was in his right mind, he wouldn't let her start from scratch.

Redoing the designs for all these projects? The team had spent a year completing them and negotiating contracts. How could she possibly redo all that?

Unless Clyde had lost his marbles, he wouldn't agree to her proposal.

After a moment of thought, Clyde indeed disagreed. "Let's talk about this later, Rachel."

up at me, saying,

simply patted her

I kept my

my patents to continue the projects or start

grabbing my things and leaving

back, wondering

at the hospital, I told Warren I needed

expressionless as ever, "Tired of playing the underworld

I nodded seriously.

aim for

me for a long moment before a sly smile crept across

you

content knowing Clyde

but also

me the documents, her face was

effort was yours, it's

boss, his

too bothered by it anymore. It wasn't that I wished the Patterson Group any

further seemed pointless.