When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 62

Chapter 62



The folks at Design Department III looked under the weather, but I didn't let it bother me and returned to my office.

It wasn't long before I got a message from Jade.

[Someone's trying to cozy up to me. It seems these coworkers want to join us but can't bring themselves to snub Kayla.]

[Don't worry about me. Kayla's little schemes can't touch me. Rest assured.]

I sent her a gif in response, then turned to ask my coworkers what they were in the mood for. The Design Department crew was mostly young, and even the more seasoned designers had a lively streak. It didn't take long for everyone to settle on heading out for some fondue.

Located on the fourth floor of Crestview Mall, the place was a haven for various eateries. So, after work, our group made our way to the fondue restaurant.

As we arrived, Kayla and her team from Marketing Department III strolled up in their time.

Kayla mocked. "Melanie, dear, or should I say, Mrs. Patterson, this is what you treat everyone to? Oh gosh, such poor taste. Isn't this what students would go for? How cheap can you get?"

pay much mind. Clyde had indeed transferred a million to me.

a roll of her eyes. "We

colleagues interrupted to

fondue, dare

don't we see

Department doing here in the Design Department? Trying to win hearts,

disdainfully. "You eat whatever your boss eats.

of the most extravagant Western restaurants, where the average cost

as I looked at her. "Ms. Osborne, you're not planning to use my marital asset to treat everyone, are you? Wouldn't that

colleagues behind her. Some averted their gaze while others returned the smile. It seemed not everyone in Design Department III was on

gave it to me, so it's mine. You have no..." She

If you dare use our money, I'll dare to call the cops. After all, it's not your first

playing nice, I figured there was no point in holding back on her feelings. Even if she ended up being Mrs. Patterson, it had nothing to do with

took my group to a joyful

steak, and there were no desserts. Just juice, no wine allowed. Ha, they're all complaining

chat I didn't know, and even folks from Design Department III were venting. Compared to our fondue, the photos they

Several from Design Department Ill had added her on social media and even invited her into their chat group. After

to .Org

her affection and promising to protect and provide for me. Under the curious gaze of the driver, I awkwardly disentangled myself, but she clung

so good. Why