When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie)



Clyde cleared his throat loudly, regaining his serious demeanor. He straightened my shirt for me, then gave my shoulder a reassuring pat. "Keep up the good work, and don't let the project slack," he said.

Then, with a swift turn, he was off, leaving me standing there awkwardly as Jade burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"What's going on with you two? Made up already? Talk about a quick change! Has Clyde been possessed or what?"

She came over, mimicking Clyde's gesture with a slap on my shoulder.

"Keep it up, haha!"

I rolled my eyes at her and spilled the beans about what had happened that day.

Jade acted as if she already knew, dismissing it with a wave of her hand.

"Well, he was drugged, no big deal. He was so out of it, only calling out for his wife. If I didn't know his backstory, I'd think he was some kind of romantic lead."

I sighed, knowing Eliana would gossip about this.

Luckily her phone was dead, or I'd be utterly mortified.

But a part of me was relieved; my relationship with Clyde seemed to be mending, making the investigation seem a bit lighter.

However, this good mood didn't last. At the end of the day, Clyde approached me, his expression grave.

"Granddad wants us to head back to the family home. You free tonight?"

Since the incident, Clyde and I hadn't gone back.

I still had reservations about the last time the Lairds spoke, and how could Merritt not see their connection with Kayla? Unfortunately, without evidence, Kayla's death couldn't pin anything on anyone.

And bringing up York's involvement could at best act as circumstantial evidence, or it might just backfire completely.

The thought of Merritt demanding answers made me shudder.

Clyde quickly reassured me, "If you don't want to go, we won't."

"No, let's go. We ought to explain ourselves."Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

What was bound to happen, would happen. We couldn't avoid the Patterson Mansion forever.

As expected, upon our arrival at the Patterson Mansion, Clyde was made to kneel again.

"Look at the mess you've made. You

have a

Yousife at home, yet you're out

causing trouble. Can't you keep up"

yourself in check?"

"After creating such a scandal, you two didn't even come back. Were you trying to kill me with worry?"

"Now that the main culprit is gone, it's time you came back to explain yourselves! Is running away ever the solution?"

Lucia was stirring the pot as usual, while Evelyn tried to mediate.

This time, I remained silent, listening as Clyde tried to defend us.

"Granddad, I realize my mistake. From now on, I'll only be with Melanie, no more fooling around."

"We're not getting a divorce. We'll manage the company well, I promise."

Hearing him say this seemed to soften the old man's demeanor a bit.

"You'd better stick to your word, or else, I'll make you wish I had!"

Merritt brought up the subject of children again, making me sink lower.

I couldn't have children, especially with my current health.

Recalling how Clyde had previously mentioned wanting kids tightened a knot in my chest. Clyde stood up, helping me to my seat, while I just wanted to leave as quickly as possible.