When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 137

Unfortunately, Clyde was completely out of it.

He kept lighting me up like a firecracker and yelling my name over and over.

Realizing he was under the influence, I slowly closed my eyes, thinking maybe letting go just this once wouldn’t hurt.

The next morning, I woke up to an intense heat, finding myself enveloped in Clyde’s hug.

Blinking my eyes open, I saw his face and instinctively pulled at my pajama top.

Thankfully, I had the sense to change into a long-sleeved top and pants before losing consciousness completely. He mustn’t have noticed anything.

Sure enough, when Clyde woke up, he affectionately nuzzled my face.

“Honey, I almost lost it last night,” he murmured.

I turned away, not wanting to deal with him.

He almost lost it, but I felt like I had truly lost something. His antics had nearly done me in.

Seeing my irritation, he didn’t get mad but instead planted a firm kiss on my face before getting up to make breakfast.

After freshening up, I found him juggling work calls and frying pans.

Clyde’s cooking skills were leagues above mine, thanks to his grandma’s teachings.

In no time, breakfast was served, and he looked at me with those puppy-dog eyes.

“You had a rough night. Eat up. Just look at you, all skin and bones. For my sake, you need to eat more.”

Remembering the events of the night before, I blushed and looked down.

Sometimes, it's true what they say about not being swayed by a pretty face. I should’ve locked him in the bathroom last night.

But after what happened, it seemed to have brought us closer somehow.

Clyde was all smiles these days, especially at work, making frequent visits to my office.

People began to whisper that the queen had regained the king’s favor.

But I couldn’t shake off the worry, especially about the scars he might remember from that night.