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 Kayla who kept crying. But he clearly

to pull away, 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

someone rolled in a six-tiered

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

from beside the cake, getting down on one knee. His action left me

shouted, "Mr. Patterson, what's going on here,

awkwardly at everyone. "Sorry, I, I'm

back on one knee and slipped the ring on my finger. It was indeed a massive diamond,

for a kiss. Then, Kayla ran

were on the verge of divorce. Holding hands

led her friends

decent, with the best eraftsmanship. Clyde must have had it rushed. No matter its value, it was probably

worth at least tens of millions. How

jackpot. Compared to Cyther

none had Kayla's

my stress over not having money for

then interlaced his fingers with mine, visibly moved. "My wife and I have loved each other for many years, and I believe we will continue to

looked down, skeptical. Years of acquaintance, sure, but years of love? He could keep dreaming. As for happiness, I hadn't found it with him, and neither had

of the crowd, and following his eyes, I saw Vinson

and I managed a strained

bring myself