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.

maybe because I knew there was no one to feel sorry for me. The first time I had surgery in Aurora,

I had listened more to what she said, maybe she wouldn't have

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 because of the cut on my head, but because my husband left with his mistress, ignoring his wife, who was undergoing

all that mattered. In the days 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

night, I'd occasionally check my phone. Clyde never reached out. No calls, no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share by posting on social media a

group without her, she was

spoils her rotten, huh? Because of an allergy,

here, they're out enjoying

Sure, but at least we're not

believe Mr. Patterson is openly cheating, and

Kayla, it brought me into the conversation. In their eyes, I was the woman

to

first joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything with

about to turn off my phone, a call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed

soon as I answered, they launched into a tirade. "Ms. Crawford, if the Patterson Group

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 to Westbridge

I spoke weakly, "I'm sorry. I've just

appearing vulnerable was the best approach. It wasn't my fault, so why should I

caller seemed stunned, softening their tone, "You had surgery? You're

you can't reach

Patterson, try contacting his