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

tear up. If only I had listened more to

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

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

check my phone. Clyde never reached out. No calls, no messages. But I kept

without her, she

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

slaving away here, they're out enjoying spa treatments

got our troubles. Sure, but at least we're not as bad off as our boss's

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

In their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting

to have

joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything with me. But it seemed no one remembered I

to turn off my phone, a call came from a business partner. I

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

The more they talked, the more agitated they became. Eventually, I understood Clyde had taken Kayla to Westbridge and neglected many responsibilities, including the project I used to

spoke weakly, "I'm sorry. I've just had surgery and am not handling

of experience, I realized appearing vulnerable was the best approach. It wasn't my fault,

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

If you can't reach

Patterson, try contacting his