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.

so intense that it was like my scalp was tingling. It wasn't my first surgery, but it hurt more, maybe because I knew there was no one to feel sorry for me. The first

tear up. If only I had listened more to what she said, maybe she wouldn't have died so

pass." 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

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 me some

never reached out. No calls, no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share by posting on

group without her, she

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

here, they're out enjoying spa treatments by the

least we're not as bad off as our

is openly cheating, and she doesn't

their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting up with everything for the sake

seemed to have

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

call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed the project for months and had

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

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

I've

approach. It wasn't my fault, so why

caller seemed stunned, softening their tone,

If you

Patterson, try contacting his