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.

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

of her made me tear up. If only I had listened more to what she

Sympathy was evident in her eyes. I could guess why. Today, I must've become the talk of the hospital, not because of the cut on my head, but because my husband left with his mistress, ignoring his wife, who

following the surgery, no one reached out to me, and I couldn't be bothered to care. The lady in the next bed and I shared a caregiver, saving

out. No calls, no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and

without her,

Patterson spoils her rotten, huh? Because of an allergy, they're

slaving away here, they're out enjoying spa treatments by

but at least we're not as bad off as

Mr. Patterson is openly cheating, and

Kayla, 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

to

gossip group. They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything

phone, a call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed the project for months and had no idea what they

I answered, they launched into a tirade. "Ms. Crawford, if the Patterson Group doesn't

The more they talked, the more agitated they became.

I've just had surgery and am

was the best approach. It wasn't

seemed stunned, softening their tone, "You had

If you can't reach

Patterson, try contacting his