When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 50

Chapter 50



Kayla's eyes twinkled with mischief as she glanced my way, masking any hint of sorrow beneath a veil of smug satisfaction.

I nearly applauded her for her talent. She could have made a living on Broadway, yet she chose to play the other woman. What a waste of potential.

In no time, a crowd had gathered around us, exchanging glances that were all too eager to witness the unfolding drama.

"Ms. Osborne, you let go of the bags. Melanie didn't even have a chance to catch them," Vinson stepped before me, his gaze darkening as he faced Kayla.

Kayla's lips twitched into a barely contained smile as if she had been waiting for him to speak up.

Covering her mouth in a faux shock, Kayla mused, "Oh, you're Melanie's... Of course, you'd take her side."

Her words were intentionally vague, drawing curious looks from the crowd toward us.

Despite our efforts to clear the air about our rumored affair, skepticism lingered.

Clyde handed Kayla a jewelry box with a huff. "Your testimony doesn't count. How do we know you two aren't conspiring against Kayla?" "Partners in crime!" I couldn't help but stare at Clyde as if he had lost his mind, especially since he seemed to have forgotten Merritt's explicit instructions for today. Hadn't it been for my connection to the Patterson family, I wouldn't have bothered coming to this anniversary party.

her eyes brimming with feigned innocence. "I can't afford to pay for such expensive jewelry. It was an accident. Even though it was a gift from Clyde, I had no intention

Kayla didn't intend to keep it and planned to

this woman over Melanie?" Vinson's disgust

at his sleeve. "Forget it. He won't believe anything you

no surveillance in place and Kayla having blocked everyone's view, I knew proving my innocence

persisted, "We can't let this

considered marital assets? Why are you

came up, Kayla's chest

this commotion? Don't you know what day it is?" Leaning on his cane, Merritt made

the first time, Kayla forced a smile, attempting to play nice. "Mr. Merritt, I

sending Kayla stumbling. Ever graceful, Evelyn supported Merritt. "Young lady, don't ever go around fussing over nothing. The Patterson family dislikes fussbudgets. The rightful Mrs. Patterson is

disdain. Perhaps they were worried about the family fortune if a younger, healthier wife were to bear

glared at Clyde. "Aren't you supposed to be entertaining

command, the crowd dispersed back to the banquet

resumed my role as the dutiful Mrs. Patterson. Thankfully, the anniversary celebration concluded

palpable when we returned to the

kneeling with

for Melanie. Why was it on that little tramp? And this dress,

up. "Clyde, why weren't you with Melanie at the anniversary, giving the dress to that woman

silent, only murmuring

way. I realized then