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."

her eyes widened, and she guided me

did you shave your head, or is it

don't have

her eyes brimming with tears, I

up, pacing back

think I saw you there. Then you went off to Aurora,

often seemed a bit clueless, to connect the dots so

what about Clyde? Could he have figured it

office. He stared at my hair for a long moment before speaking in a

opposite ends of the elevator,

his office, I saw Kayla with

you have to believe me, I

she harbored resentment. She just wanted revenge, to stir up viewership, it had nothing to do with

if she had even put on lipstick

emotionlessly

turned cold, "Leave

"Clyde..."

"Out."

her, never speaking a harsh

Clyde sat down, his gaze fixed

everyone knew about the live broadcast incident, and many had screenshots of

head. Actually, seeing

way, I didn't have to worry about hiding my

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

ask about this? If there's nothing else, I'll

what happened? You used to love your

you wanted a short haircut,

words tumbling out incoherently. I