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."

quieting everyone right away, except for Kayla who kept crying. But he

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 college. Today,

and someone

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

cake, getting down on one knee. His action left me in an awkward limbo, unsure whether to laugh. Was he practicing for my

"Mr. Patterson, what's going on

quickly got up, chuckling awkwardly at everyone. "Sorry, I, I'm

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

for a kiss. Then,

on the verge of divorce. Holding hands and hugging

led her

best eraftsmanship. Clyde must have

worth at least tens of millions. How

jackpot. Compared to Cyther

none

at my stress over not having money for

visibly moved. "My wife and I have loved each other for many years, and I believe

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

shifted to a corner of the crowd, and following his eyes, I

and I managed

couldn't bring myself to feel