When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 35

Chapter 35



The coffee cup shattered into pieces, splattering shards that nicked my calf.

Lina gasped from the side while Bill paused, stunned. I knew Bill was angry, but not out to get me.

Then, Clyde burst through the door.

Kayla gave me a disdainful look and deliberately touched the diamond necklace around her neck.

Clyde's face was a storm cloud as his gaze bore into me. "Told you to chat with Mr. Jenkins about the plan, and you can't even manage that?"

He then turned to Lina. "What are you waiting for? Go fetch the first-aid kit."

I stopped Lina, opting for a quick dab with some tissues. "It's nothing, just a minor issue. Let's focus on the project."

Family embarrassments should stay behind closed doors. Clinching the deal was paramount.

At least to me, the cut didn't hurt one bit.

the latest from the Lauren collection and sporting somewhat over-the-top luxury jewels, Kayla flashed Bill a sweet smile. "Mr. Jenkins, you know what? Mr. Patterson heard you were coming and specifically had me pick up a gift for you. He mentioned you lost

box toward Bill, and Bill's expression softened after

but a young, attractive secretary

considering she was Clyde's darling? Even Bill could see Clyde's softened stance toward her. She also brought fruits and drinks, acting every

cast odd glances my way, but I focused on introducing our project. The meeting ended with everyone satisfied, and I let out

right after our guests left, Clyde's reprimand filled the air. "Melanie, how could you botch such a simple task? Isn't project design your forte?" "I wasn't aware of the meeting." I turned to

never used to blame others for his mistakes. Glancing at Kayla's gleaming necklace, I understood. Buying her trinkets had delayed their return.

"Mr. Jenkins called you a dozen times, but you didn't pick up. That's not on

Bill tried to reach him, but I was sure the Administrative

a sheepish Kayla, the answer clear. A company project couldn't possibly weigh more than her tens

me fiercely. "Then why didn't you use someone else's phone to call me?

his arm. "Clyde, let it go. We've got much work back at the

away, throwing a triumphant

I remained expressionless.

my sleeve, nodding toward the

colleagues had been eavesdropping, scattering only when our eyes met. But I was used to it. They all knew Clyde's reputation for frequent companions, though Ke'd never brought them to the office. This time, it

duties, I left the office. Divorce seemed like the only way out

over all evidence, including two police reports and photos of Clyde with various women

of witnesses. If needed, I can access office