When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 48

Chapter 48



Kayla was sobbing her heart out, making me the villain out of a soap opera, breaking up the perfect couple. But she conveniently forgot I wasn't clinging on for dear life but that Clyde wouldn't sign the divorce papers.

I had a million snarky comments ready, but with an audience this big, I couldn't tarnish the Patterson family's name.

Clyde's gaze landed on my hand, and instinctively, I covered it with my other hand.

Kayla sure had an eye for detail. Had she not mentioned it, I would've forgotten about selling the ring.

Her reminder made everyone notice.

"Mrs. Patterson isn't wearing her wedding ring. Hasn't been for a while, right?"

"I saw her at a meeting last time. She wasn't wearing it. I thought maybe the diamond was too big, inconvenient."

"I heard Melanie wanted a divorce long ago. Is that true?"

"How could Mr. Patterson not want a divorce? You're joking, right? It seems more like Melanie won't let go."

for

but he held on tight. Still, Clyde had a sense of the bigger picture, merely giving me a sharp glance before pulling me close. "Ladies and gentlemen, my wife isn't wearing her ring because I've ordered a new diamond ring. The old one was a bit embarrassing to bring out, something I made back in

his hands, and someone

it had to be my

cake, getting down on one knee. His action left me in an awkward

the crowd shouted, "Mr. Patterson,

got up, chuckling awkwardly at

blushing, got back on one knee and slipped the ring

a kiss. Then, Kayla ran out, her high heels clicking loudly

stepped back, silently refusing to kiss Clyde. We were on the verge of

her friends to

no reason to cry. The diamond was decent, with the best eraftsmanship. Clyde must have had it rushed. No matter its value, it was

least tens of millions.

jackpot. Compared to Cyther

me, none

back at my stress over not having money for treatment,

then interlaced his fingers with mine, visibly moved. "My wife and I have loved each other

acquaintance, sure, but years of love? He could keep dreaming. As for

corner of the crowd, and following his eyes, I

me, and I managed a

myself to feel