When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 5



The doctor looked at me for a long moment before reluctantly pulling out the consent form for the surgery. "Are you sure about this? It might be tricky to deal with if anything happens during the operation."

"Doctor, I trust you, truly." I grabbed the pen and quickly signed my name on the dotted line. My life, my decision.

The doctor still seemed he had something to say, but suddenly, the office door burst open.

A group of people stormed in, shouting and causing chaos. Someone pushed me hard, throwing me off balance, and my head slammed into the corner of the desk. All I felt was a wave of darkness as something warm and wet trickled down my forehead, blurring my vision.

The room was in complete disarray, everyone yelling at once.

"What kind of chief surgeon are you? We paid a fortune only to be told a second operation is needed?"

"I swear, you're all scamming us for money. Didn't you say you've got the tumor removed? Why is it back?"

"Con artist doctor, sacrificing morals for money. I ought to teach you a lesson myself!"

Struggling to stand, I felt someone step on my clothes, pinning me down.

Eventually, security arrived, and the chaos subsided.

Suddenly, someone screamed, "There's blood. Someone's hurt!"

I could feel everyone's gaze turn to me.

As people stepped back, a nurse rushed to help me up. "Ms. Crawford, are you okay? Let's get that wound treated."

But she was too weak to support me properly. The doctor came over and helped me up. His glasses got shattered, his usually neat hair was a mess, and his face bore scratch marks. He'd got beaten in the fray.

I wanted to smile, but my body felt too weak.

He sighed, "I'm sorry you got dragged into this mess. Looks like we'll have to postpone the surgery."

I shook my head, wanting to tell him it was okay. Living another day or not didn't make much difference to me anymore. No one cared whether I lived or died.

When the police arrived to take statements, I was starting to feel better.

The female officer looked at me with pity. "Your condition seems bad. The troublemakers have been under arrest. You might want to consider seeking compensation. We've contacted your family. They should be here soon."

I was surprised. "My family?"

The officer added, "Yes, though it seemed your husband's secretary took the call. Don't worry. He'll come."

I looked down, doubtful.

Would Clyde come? Maybe he would show up if the police called.

I wasn't the only one affected by the incident. Two other patients were in the office, but only the doctor and I were injured.

nodded silently. When I finally had

their loved ones in the emergency room, I felt a pang of

side, their eyes red with worry while he comforted them. I

was like that, too, but my parents

trying not to hold onto hope. To my surprise, Clyde showed up

"Lucky it's hidden by your hair. It would've been

skin and bones, I wondered what

was when

a video conference for you,

doctor frowned but

in the hospital?" Clyde stood

cancer surgery, but the words died on my lips. There was no need

snorted, "Admitted for a

causing trouble for

to cover the company's losses" Kayla stepped beside Clyde, playing the part of the

mentioned calling Clyde, I gave Kayla a meaningful

flickered in her eyes, but Clyde seemed oblivious, his gaze growing

I underestimated you. To garner sympathy, you'd stoop so low." He

he finally noticed Rocky was at Brenda's

"Melanie! What's so funny now? I never knew

nurse intervened. "Who are you? Do you not realize Ms.

finish, Kayla pulled at Clyde's sleeve with a look of discomfort.

Chapter 5



consent form for the surgery. "Are you sure about this?

trust you, truly." I grabbed the pen and quickly signed my name on

had something to say, but suddenly, the office door burst

hard, throwing me off balance, and my head slammed into the

complete disarray, everyone yelling

are you? We paid a fortune only to

Didn't you say you've got the tumor removed? Why

I ought

felt someone step on

arrived, and the

screamed, "There's blood.

could feel everyone's

to help me up. "Ms. Crawford, are you okay? Let's get

got shattered, his usually neat

but my body

got dragged into this mess. Looks like we'll have

wanting to tell him it was okay. Living another day or not

statements, I was starting to feel

condition seems bad. The troublemakers have been under arrest. You

surprised. "My

seemed your husband's secretary took the call. Don't worry.