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."

widened, and she guided

or is it due to an

you don't

eyes brimming with tears, I gently squeezed her hand,

back and forth in

remember during our graduation year, you visited the oncology department. My grandmother was hospitalized, and I think I saw you there. Then you went off to Aurora,

often seemed a bit clueless, to connect the dots so quickly. I lowered my head,

Clyde? Could he have figured it out too? For some reason, this thought brought a flicker of hope to my

office. He stared at

ends of the

in his office, I saw Kayla with red-rimmed

to believe me, I didn't send

she harbored resentment. She just wanted revenge, to stir up

tears made her look even more pitiful, as if she had even put on lipstick for effect, constantly leaning towards

sat emotionlessly on a

suddenly turned cold, "Leave

"Clyde..."

"Out."

was fuming; Clyde usually doted on her, never speaking a harsh word.

sat down,

came to the office earlier, Lina had told me everyone knew about the live broadcast incident, and many had screenshots

Actually,

about hiding my baldness anymore. And looking at those screenshots, I didn't look too

feeling better lately, eating well, and even gained some weight. I adjusted my

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

happened? You used

if you wanted a short haircut, why

frustrated, his words tumbling out incoherently. I smiled at him, not knowing what else