When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 69

Chapter 69



"River, Melanie?"

Eliana was the first to snap out of it. She quickly grabbed Isla's phone and tossed it aside.

Then she yelled at the security guard, "What are you waiting for? Get them out of here! Now!"

I was just holding my head, tears streaming down my face, realizing my wig had indeed fallen off. Ever since I began wearing the wig, I had fretted about it slipping off. Now, having it forcibly removed and shown on live broadcast was a nightmare.

I couldn't bear to think about what the inte might say or think about me.

After everyone had left, Eliana frantically tried to fix the wig back on my head, but it just wouldn't sit right. She was on the verge of tears; I quickly took the wig from her.

"Let me do it."

Eliana looked at me, guilt written all over her face, "I'm so sorry, I should have stopped her earlier. It's all my fault, I was too focused on getting her to slip up."

Looking at my reflection in the glass of the booth, I quickly adjusted the wig.

"It's not your fault, you've helped me a lot already. Thank you, truly."

"If it weren't for you, I'd be the laughing stock by now, who knows what stories they'd be spinning."

I looked at her sincerely, but the guilt on her face only deepened.

"Melanie, is this some kind of new trend? You looked better with long hair, you know."

eyes widened, and she guided me

head, or is it due

You, you don't have cancer,

tears, I gently squeezed her hand,

pacing back and forth

the oncology department. My grandmother was hospitalized, and I think I saw you there. Then you went

didn't expect Eliana, who often seemed a bit clueless, to connect the dots so quickly. I lowered my head, silently confirming

Clyde? Could he have figured it out too? For some reason, this

returning to the office, Clyde came straight to my office. He stared at my hair for

opposite ends of the

I

me, I didn't

was Melanie who bullied her last time, she harbored resentment. She just wanted revenge, to stir up viewership, it had

made her look even more pitiful, as if she had even put

emotionlessly on a

suddenly turned cold,

"Clyde..."

"Out."

tell Kayla was fuming; Clyde usually doted on her, never speaking a harsh word. I didn't understand his change of attitude, and suddenly, I

Clyde sat down,

me everyone knew about the live broadcast

head. Actually,

to worry about hiding my baldness anymore. And looking at those

even gained some weight. I adjusted my wig, facing him with

called me here just to ask about this? If there's nothing else, I'll be

happened? You used

understand, even if you wanted a short haircut, why go

getting frustrated, his words tumbling out incoherently. I smiled at