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.

hurt more, maybe because I knew there was no one to feel sorry for me. The first time I had surgery in Aurora, at least my mom was with

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

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,

Surviving was 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 caregiver, saving me some

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

the gossip group without her, she was

of an allergy, they're off to Westbridge

they're out enjoying spa treatments by the

but at least we're not as bad off as our boss's

openly cheating, and she doesn't seem

mentioned Clyde and Kayla, it brought me into the conversation. In their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting up with everything

they seemed to have forgotten

company. And when I first joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I was then,

business partner. I hadn't managed the project

soon as I answered, they launched into a tirade. "Ms. Crawford, if the Patterson Group doesn't want to continue our partnership, that's fine, but this delay

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

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

was the best approach. It wasn't my fault,

caller seemed stunned, softening their tone, "You

you can't

Patterson, try contacting his