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.

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 time I had surgery

If only I had listened more to

guess why. Today, I must've

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,

calls, no messages. But I kept seeing

without her, she was

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

we're slaving away here, they're out enjoying spa

but at least we're not as bad off

is openly cheating, and she doesn't

eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband

they seemed to

at the company. And when I first 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 was still

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

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

cover our losses?" 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'm sorry. I've just had surgery and am

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

their tone, "You had surgery? You're in

you

Patterson, try contacting his