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?"

her snide comments and didn't pay much mind. Clyde had indeed transferred

of her eyes. "We love fondue, thank you very

colleagues interrupted

fondue, dare you never

don't

the Administrative Department doing here in the Design Department? Trying to

at them disdainfully. "You eat whatever your boss

Western restaurants, where the average cost per person could easily hit a couple hundred

you're not planning to use my marital asset to treat everyone, are you? Wouldn't that

her. Some averted their gaze while others returned the smile. It seemed not everyone

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

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

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

and I took my group to a

only let each person order one steak, and there were no desserts. Just juice, no

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

me, showing me her phone. Several from Design Department Ill had added her on social media and even invited her into their chat group. After they witnessed

to .Org

the meal, Kayla was drunk and all over me in the car, declaring her affection and promising to protect and provide for me. Under the curious gaze of

burst into tears. "Mel, you're so good. Why did you have