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."

around, quieting everyone right away, except for Kayla who kept crying. But he clearly didn't care about her

sense of the bigger picture, merely giving me a sharp glance before pulling me close. "Ladies and gentlemen, my wife isn't

his hands, and someone rolled in

And it had to be my once-favorite strawberry cake. It was too bad that chemotherapy made me nauseous

a small ring box from beside the cake, getting down on one knee. His action left me in

the crowd shouted, "Mr. Patterson, what's going

quickly got up, chuckling awkwardly at

into laughter, and Clyde, blushing, got back on one knee and slipped the ring on my finger. It was indeed a

for a kiss. Then, Kayla ran out, her high

kiss Clyde. We were on the verge of divorce. Holding hands

her friends to

to cry. The diamond was decent, with the best eraftsmanship. Clyde must have had it

Rut it, Kayla's gemstone jewelry was worth at least tens of millions. How rare was gemstone? Top quality stuff. Prices

jackpot. Compared to Cyther

none

money for treatment, I figured life

loved each

sure, but years of love? He could keep dreaming. As for happiness, I hadn't found it with

gaze shifted to a corner of the crowd, and following his eyes, I saw Vinson standing

at me, and I managed a strained

bring myself