When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 51

Chapter 51



Clyde's grip tightened around the engagement ring, and his eyes reddened with emotion. "Where's your wedding ring? Why aren't you wearing it? Melanie, what's this about?"

I shrugged, at a loss for words. Should I tell Clyde about the days when I was so broke that I couldn't even afford to see a doctor?

I knew Clyde would soften, but I didn't want his pity. Our marriage had hit rock bottom. Now that I had some money, I just wanted a shred of dignity. "Melanie, do you have any idea? I made that ring with my hands. I picked the diamond from many others and crafted it myself! I always thought I'd propose once I got a job and saved some money. Melanie!" His voice roared, tinged with a hint of choking emotion.

I stared at him, overwhelmed with sadness.

He appeared so wronged by my doings, but wasn't I? I had wondered why the wedding ring looked so cheap. Did leaving him mean I didn't deserve a beautiful diamond ring? But he never told me he made the ring himself.

I touched my bare ring finger, bowing my head. Perhaps it was all these misunderstandings that had brought us to this point.

I remained silent, and Clyde grew angrier.

He gave me a tight hug, his eyes turning red. "Melanie, don't I mean anything to you anymore? You won't even wear our wedding ring. All you care about is money. Doesn't love mean anything to you? You weren't like this before. No!"

my eyes, finding his words absurd. Was love about bringing other women home and humiliating me? If his love was so valuable, was mine so cheap that he could

We had something real once, but it's over. Let's split on good terms. I'll email you the divorce papers. Think it over and then get

anniversary was over, and

clung to me. His gaze grew fierce as if he could

divorce! Let's start over and work on our relationship! If you

looked down at the ring and laughed. "Clyde, why are you being so ridiculous? Why insist I have it if it wasn't

jewels were for you. It was

Maybe he also told Kayla, giving her a chance. He didn't

I loosened his grip and held out my hand. "Clyde, am I pretending not to know, or are you pretending not to let go? The ring isn't even

drop to the floor. He stared at

changing my dress in the walk-in

the same position, not bothering to pick up

returning to Jade's

computer, her hair a mess, her pajamas buttoned

with concern, "Jade, what happened to

turned and hugged me,

back until she calmed down a

mess, and there's a meeting tomorrow. What am I going to do? The design data is all wrong." She continued to sob as I glanced

making mistakes. However,