When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 31

Chapter 31



"Who else but Clyde?" With a smug smile curling up the corners of her mouth, Kayla took off her earrings. "Tonight, I've got a dinner to attend with Clyde. Can't embarrass him, right? Got to dress to impress."

"So, he asked me to pick out the clothes and the jewelry. After all, a lot of this stuff you haven't even worn. I couldn't say no. If we weren't so pressed for time, I'd have had Clyde buy me something new."

She casually tossed the earrings into her purse and adorned herself with jewelry right before me.

Jade stepped forward, but I stopped her. "Jade, let it go."

"Let it go? She's walking all over us. I swear I'll make her regret it!" Jade was ready to throw down, but I shook my head softly before pulling out my phone to call Clyde.

Getting into a fight with Kayla would make us look bad even if we were in the right. Especially since Clyde dared to bring his mistress into our home, I needed some answers.

"If he's okay with a divorce, even better. Saves us both the trouble."

"The number you have dialed is switched off..."

After several tries, Clyde's phone remained off.

A triumphant grin flashed across Kayla's face, making it clear she had used Clyde's phone to block me.

She smugly adjusted her hair. "I know you need permission to use these jewels and dresses, but I don't. Love and disdain are just that clear, huh? Think you can outdo me, huh?"

her purse aside as she stepped forward. "You little home-wrecker, I'll teach you a

back forcefully. "Jade,

my calm shake of the head,

arm hard enough to bring tears to my eyes. Then I quickly dialed three digits, and my voice choked up. "Hello, 911? There's

her

outside, I locked the door. I immediately activated the electronic

from inside. "Melanie, you crazy

will never

open this door

remained indifferent to

gave me a thumbs-up. "Melanie, that was

With people like

to confront her directly, so it was better to let the police handle

didn't feel

realizing I wouldn't open the door, Kayla started breaking things. I could hear things shattering, and

in jail if the damages were significant. Unfortunately, she was too cautious, only breaking a few items before stopping and starting to make phone calls,

hear her

phone, blaming me. But I remained expressionless until the police arrived, at which point my. eyes welled up with tears again, I'd

the property management confirmed I was the homeowner, and their attitude

was

sent me to fetch these stuff. They're not Melanie's. Why arrest me?

I got hurt. I'm

should be calling