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 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 listened more to what she said, maybe

surgery went 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 the

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

out. No calls, no messages. But I

her, she was the

rotten, huh? Because of an allergy,

out enjoying spa

but at least we're not

you believe Mr. Patterson is openly cheating,

eyes, I was the woman with a cheating

seemed to have

They didn't know who I was then, so they shared everything with me. But it seemed

a call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed the project for

Crawford, if the Patterson

one 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

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

the best approach. It wasn't my fault,

stunned, softening their tone, "You had surgery?

If you

Patterson, try contacting his