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.

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

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

Sympathy was evident in her eyes. I could guess why. Today, I must've become the talk

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

messages. But I kept seeing updates from him and Kayla. Kayla loved to share by

group without her, she was the main

of an allergy, they're off

slaving away here, they're out enjoying spa treatments

our troubles. Sure, but at least we're not

Patterson is openly cheating, and she doesn't seem to

brought me into the conversation. In their eyes, I was the woman with a cheating husband but putting up with

seemed to have

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

a call came from a business partner. I hadn't managed the project for months and had no idea

Crawford, if the Patterson Group doesn't want to continue our partnership, that's fine, but

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

"I'm sorry. I've just had

experience, I realized appearing vulnerable was the best approach. It

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

you can't reach

Patterson, try contacting his