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

Jade back forcefully.

calm shake of

to my eyes. Then I quickly dialed three digits, and my voice choked up. "Hello, 911? There's a

her sleeves, Jade

I swiftly unlocked the door, pulling Jade out with me, and from outside, I locked the door. I immediately

frustrated banging and shouting came from inside. "Melanie, you crazy woman, have you lost

never forgive you for

better open this door now, right

indifferent to

gave me a thumbs-up.

With people like her, physical intervention was the only

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

I didn't feel ashamed, the shame was on

of her making a racket and realizing I wouldn't open the door, Kayla started breaking things. I could hear things shattering, and

was too cautious, only breaking a few items

hear her cooing

up with tears again, I'd gotten so good at this act that it was almost a shame not

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

Kayla was

not Melanie's. Why arrest me? And they

See? I got hurt.

should be