When Love Becomes a Cage (Melanie) novel Chapter 201

Clyde was stubborn as a mule, refusing to take his medicine even as he was drenched in cold sweat from the headache.

"Call Rachel. Get her here, now, quickly!"

Merritt pointed at me, his hand trembling.

I didn't waste a second and immediately dialed Rachel's number.

Turned out Rachel lived not too far from the Patterson Mansion, arriving in just over ten minutes.

I handed her the medicine, and she rushed to Clyde's side.

"Clyde, come on, take your medicine," she urged, softening her voice.

At that, Clyde finally turned to look at her.

"Rachel, you... you came."

"Yes, now take your medicine, don't worry everyone."

Clyde took her hand, swallowing the medicine she offered.

Rachel then got him a glass of water and helped him over to the couch.

It was clear Clyde relied on her a lot, and it made my heart ache, turning my head away.

Merritt glanced at me, clearing his throat lightly.

"Melanie Crawford, he's now..."

"Grandpa, I know, it's not his fault."

I managed a weak smile, though I couldn't really bring myself to laugh.

Of course, I knew he was confused, sometimes thinking he was still in high school.

But it was still hard to accept how affectionate he was now with another woman, mistaking her for me.

Merritt sighed, not saying anything more, instead looking warmly at Rachel.

"Rachel, I know this is difficult for you, but see, he only trusts you now."

"Could you help out?"

Hearing him say that, my heart skipped a beat, understanding his intention.

Indeed, Merritt suggested Rachel stay here for a while, preferably to keep Clyde company.

I clenched my fists, not wanting to hear any more.

Rachel rubbed her sore wrist, shaking her head.

"It's nothing, he must really be out of his mind to act this way towards me."

She looked down, seeming to recall something unpleasant, her voice tinted with sadness.

Actually, Clyde was most familiar with Rachel among our dorm mates.

Back when he was working part-time, he and Rachel worked together in the cafeteria.

Whenever he brought me something, it was always Rachel who helped deliver it.

Clyde always bought extra for my dorm mates, but Rachel always felt awkward accepting favors, always refusing.

I always thought she was a girl with pride yet also insecure.

Seeing Clyde like this today must've wounded her pride, and it was difficult for her to make a fuss.

After all, no one wants to be seen as a replacement for someone else.

"I'm sorry, Rachel. When he's back to himself, I'll make sure he apologizes properly."

"No need." Rachel's tone was flat, just staring out the window. "Melanie, I'll resign tomorrow, don't worry."