When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 6

Chapter 6



As I watched them walk away, everything suddenly clicked. No wonder Clyde never brought Kayla home. He was worried about her allergies to dog hair.

The young nurse looked like she was about to call out to him, but I stopped her.

"Ms. Crawford, is that your husband? That's not right," she said, clearly outraged.

The nurse was young, probably fresh out of college, and filled with a sense of justice.

I shook my head. "It's fine. We're getting a divorce. If he had stayed, I might've died sooner."

Anger could be a woman's worst enemy. Maybe it was because I'd been bottling everything up for the past three years, but my cancer came back.

The drama ended, and the doctors resumed planning the surgery. Perhaps feeling guilty about me, they checked my vitals and, finding them barely acceptable, scheduled the surgery.

Maybe it was my neighbor Brenda's cross that worked. The doctors had said my chances were slim since it was a recurrence, but the surgery went incredibly smoothly. I guessed God's blessing meant I got to live a bit longer.

I was suddenly grateful to Clyde for making me angry. If he had been too nice, I might've died sooner.

was so intense that it was like my scalp was tingling. It wasn't my first surgery, but it hurt more, maybe because I knew

I had listened more to what she

today. The pain from the anesthesia is normal. It'll pass." Sympathy was evident in her eyes. I could guess why. Today, I must've become the talk of the hospital, not

no one reached out to me, and I couldn't be bothered to care. The

no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share by

group without her, she

her rotten, huh? Because of an allergy,

slaving away here, they're out enjoying

but at least we're not as bad off

you believe Mr. Patterson is openly cheating, and she doesn't seem to

it brought me into the conversation. In their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting up with everything for the sake

they seemed to have forgotten

sought-after designer at the company. And when I first joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything with me. But

a call came from a business

a tirade. "Ms. Crawford, if the Patterson Group doesn't want to

phone, and no one at the company is stepping up. What about our project? Who's going to cover our losses?" The more they talked, the more agitated they became. Eventually, I understood Clyde had taken Kayla

letting them vent, I spoke weakly, "I'm sorry. I've just had surgery

appearing vulnerable was the best approach.

softening their tone,

If you

Patterson, try contacting his