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."

everyone right away, except for Kayla who

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

clapped his hands, and someone rolled in

A company anniversary, and he bought a cake? And it had to be my once-favorite strawberry cake. It was

left me in an awkward limbo, unsure

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

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

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

even chanting for a kiss. Then, Kayla ran

kiss Clyde. We were on the verge of

led her friends

decent, with the best eraftsmanship. Clyde must have had

gemstone jewelry was worth at least tens of millions. How rare was gemstone? Top

jackpot. Compared to Cyther

including me, none had

having money for

I have loved each

love? He could keep dreaming. As for happiness, I hadn't

the crowd, and following his

and I managed a strained

bring myself to