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.

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

up. If only I had listened more to what she

well today. 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

was all that mattered. In the days following the surgery, no one reached out to me, and I couldn't be bothered

No calls, no messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share

without her, she was the main

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

slaving away here, they're out enjoying

we're not as bad

Mr. Patterson is openly cheating, and she

was the woman with a cheating

to have forgotten

joined, Immediately added this gossip group. They didn't know who I

business partner. I hadn't managed the project for months and had no

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

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 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

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

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

you

Patterson, try contacting his