When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 69

“River, Melanie?”

Eliana was the first to snap out of it. She quickly grabbed Isla's phone and tossed it aside.

Then she yelled at the security guard, “What are you waiting for? Get them out of here! Now!”

I was just holding my head, tears streaming down my face, realizing my wig had indeed fallen off. Ever since I began wearing the wig, I had fretted about it slipping off. Now, having it forcibly removed and shown on live broadcast was a nightmare.

I couldn't bear to think about what the internet might say or think about me.

After everyone had left, Eliana frantically tried to fix the wig back on my head, but it just wouldn't sit right. She was on the verge of tears; I quickly took the wig from her.

“Let me do it.”

Eliana looked at me, guilt written all over her face, “I'm so sorry, I should have stopped her earlier. It’s all my fault, I was too focused on getting her to slip up.”

Looking at my reflection in the glass of the booth, I quickly adjusted the wig.

“It’s not your fault, you’ve helped me a lot already. Thank you, truly.”

“If it weren’t for you, I’d be the laughing stock by now, who knows what stories they’d be spinning.”

I looked at her sincerely, but the guilt on her face only deepened.

“Melanie, is this some kind of new trend? You looked better with long hair, you know.”

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she guided me to sit down.

“Melanie, did you shave your head, or is it due to an illness?”

“Bald... You, you don’t have cancer, do you?”

Seeing her eyes brimming with tears, I gently squeezed her hand, then slowly nodded.

She stood up, pacing back and forth in the booth.

“Right, I remember during our graduation year, you visited the oncology department. My grandmother was hospitalized, and I think I saw you there. Then you went off to Aurora, and something happened to your family during that time. You didn’t run off with some rich guy; you were sick, weren’t you?”

I didn’t expect Eliana, who often seemed a bit clueless, to connect the dots so quickly. I lowered my head, silently confirming her suspicions.

Even Eliana, who disliked me, could piece it together, so what about Clyde? Could he have figured it out too? For some reason, this thought brought a flicker of hope to my heart.

After saying goodbye to Eliana and returning to the office, Clyde came straight to my office. He stared at my hair for a long moment before speaking in a hoarse voice, “Come to my office.”

We stood at opposite ends of the elevator, silent.

Once back in his office, I saw Kayla with red-rimmed eyes.

“Clyde, you have to believe me, I didn't send Isla, I swear.”

“It was Melanie who bullied her last time, she harbored resentment. She just wanted revenge, to stir up viewership, it had nothing to do with me.”