When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie)



"Clyde, have you lost your mind? Do you even hear yourself?" Evelyn exclaimed, reaching out to grab him, but he shrugged her off effortlessly. Merritt was visibly livid, chest heaving, unable to muster a single word.

Clyde's gaze swept over us before he made his way to the door, taking Rachel's hand once again.

"I've said it before, I love only her, and I need to get a divorce."

"I'll have the lawyer draw up the divorce papers and send them to you. Let's end this amicably."

With that, he left with Rachel in tow.

I quietly closed the door behind them and took my seat again, feeling as if my heart couldn't possibly bear any more sorrow.

Evelyn opened her mouth to speak, struggling for words. "Don't stoop to his level. When he comes to his senses..."

"But when's that gonna happen?" I asked, head bowed, completely emotionless.

The doctor had said about a month, but now, as the month draws to a close, he's only grown closer to Rachel, completely forgetting about me. In his heart, I'm not the one he loves.

Merritt took a few deep breaths, his heavy breathing audible in the silence before he finally spoke. "Melanie, he's wronged you. Let him make it up to you. But this child..."

"It needs to be terminated, Merritt. You understand."

My eyes teared up as I looked at him, fighting back the tears.

I knew all too well how much Clyde wanted a child.

Even now, with a family of his own, he still yearned for a child of his own blood. Just like me.

With no family left, I, too, longed for a child of my own. But the child within me couldn't stay.

Evelyn, unable to bear it, teared up as well.

"Melanie, you're both still young. You can try again in a few years."

"People are having children in their forties these days. It's not too late."

I remained silent, my head bowed, uncertain if I'd even live to see my forties.

The atmosphere in the study turned eerie

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oy uncle and Lucia f

seeing off the guests and joined us.

Lucia shot me a disdainful look before quickly sidling up to the elder.

"Uncle, you know how Clyde is. He was just as insistent when he married Melanie."NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

"When a man falls out of love, he's completely out. It's better to let them divorce."

I knew Lucia never cared for me.

Whether Clyde married me or Rachel, it made no difference to her.

But should Clyde be perceived publicly as fickle, it would tarnish his reputation and harm the company, ultimately benefiting York and his family.

Seeing no one respond, Lucia turned to me.

"You never truly captured Clyde's heart all these years. Otherwise, why would he look elsewhere?"

"You were only after his money from the start. Just take your share and leave, why degrade yourself?"

"Then, half of the Patterson Group should go to me, as per the legal stipulations of shared marital assets."

I looked up at Lucia with a meaningful smile.

"And the company shares, Clyde's

assets

by the time they're dividet

Clyde might just come to his senses,

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"Then, York won't be able to lay claims to the company either, right?"

I stood up, bowing slightly to Merritt.

"Merritt, we'll handle this without affecting the company. As for your great-grandson..."

I touched my belly gently, continuing, "Someone else will bear him."