When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 70

Chapter 70



Back at the office, my colleagues cast curious glances my way. Lina approached, visibly trying not to stare at my head.

"Melanie, are you okay? That reporter was way out of line."

I touched my head playfully. "Pretty convincing wig, huh? Next time I'll go for Harley Quinn pigtails."

Lina couldn't help but laugh, though worry still flickered in her eyes.

"Melanie, why'd you go bald? You don't need to shave it all off for wigs, right?"

I repeated the explanation I'd given Clyde earlier, and everyone seemed to finally get it. After all, someone had noticed a patch missing from my head that day, but no one really questioned it further.

Vinson picked me up after work. Jade, fresh from a meeting outside, rushed over and gave me a tight hug.

"Melanie, you've been through so much. Has that reporter lost her mind?"

"I won't let her get away with this! Should we call the cops? This is outrageous!"

I patted her back, telling her not to worry. Isla had indeed gone off the deep end, but I suspected there were plenty of benefits driving her madness. Her phone, the latest model costing a fortune, along with her luxury bag and shoes, all screamed bribery. If I wasn't wrong, those were likely financed by what should have been our joint assets. Clyde seemed to have left work early too, hurrying over.

"Melanie, come home tonight, I.......”

"It's fine."

to dwell on it,

in the know was here, I couldn't help but feel a bit speechless. I had wanted to keep things under wraps,

about what to eat, thankfully steering clear of my health issues, which eased my mind a bit. We finally settled down when we reached the restaurant. Eliana, sitting

to be beautiful is to be just, huh?

replying, "Still, better with hair,

grow back. Once you stop the chemo, it'll sprout right

nonchalant, even offering me a large piece

with today's tech, cancer's not the big bad

are so many cancer survivors now, many live to a ripe old age. You've got to

and Jade went

mix of comfort

food in front of me, I covered my plate, “Really, I can't eat all

need to eat up

chicken leg to my

that doctor, it's not

cunning, and I

life's not

chain needs a redesign, plus we're building a

lowest bid, don't let

knowing Eliana's gesture was more about

spirits, only to find Clyde waiting outside. We tried to ignore him,

go home