When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 98

Chapter 98



Finally making it to a villager's place after a rough journey, I was greeted with warmth. Their cozy two-story home was inviting, but my body betrayed me, falling ill.

Already frail, the travel had worn me down, and a fever had taken hold, leaving me delirious.

When Clyde called, it was Lina who answered. I didn't catch their exchange, but his urgency was palpable.

Two days later, as the rain ceased, my fever persisted. Vinson, taking no chances, hoisted me onto a tractor.

"We've got to get you to the hospital for a shot, or you'll be out of your mind with fever."

He borrowed a military coat from our host, wrapping me in it before pulling me close to his chest.

Looking up at his profile, I was suddenly reminded of Clyde.

During our junior year, after three nights without sleep, I'd collapsed from exhaustion. It was Clyde who'd rushed me to the infirmary, concern etched on his face.

And now, in this moment, I saw that same concern on Vinson's face.

I reached out, touching his chin, whispering, "Clyde, you need a shave... you look... scruffy."

Vinson paused, then tightened his hold on me.

Awakening to a patchy wall, it took a moment to place myself.

Only when I saw Vinson, stubble and dark circles under his eyes, did I remember where I was.

"Vinson, what happened to me?"

on by exhaustion. Keep pushing yourself like this, and you'll make

gruffly tucked me back into bed,

balding doctor entered, giving me a once-over

wife's been through two surgeries already. Can't you let her rest? You

I could interject, Vinson bowed slightly

fault. I shouldn't have let her overdo

doctor's stern face softened. "A second recurrence isn't trivial. We can only do so much here; for a thorough

seem like a hard worker. But what's more important, work or health? Take a break from

stern yet caring, ending his visit by sharing some homemade pork trotters, claiming they

stared at the trotter, unsure, while Vinson chuckled beside

"Not feeling it?"

"It's all yours."

off the fat and offering me the lean

them, a bit embarrassed but

undeterred, enjoyed his

when the topic of transporting materials came up, I

back. Just

him about your

done with his meal, started

head. "Vinson, let's not. Just

to handle the transport once he

send Clyde a video, downplaying my condition, leading to

I fly over? I'm really

I'll be back soon

had found a semblance of the early days of our marriage; not perfect, but

peace shattered when

on camera, back

me

call

ignoring Clyde's attempts