When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

During my recovery, it felt like the whole office decided to drop by. Some were genuinely concerned about my health, others just wanted to show their face, and then there were the gossip mongers, hungry for some juicy details.

Eventually, Warren had enough. With a stern look that could freeze fire, he shooed everyone away.

"Listen up! The patient's in a fragile state. If any of you stress her out to the point of no return, don't think the hospital's taking the blame. Who's ready for a jail tour?" His words were like a cold shower, effectively scattering those who were only there for the gossip.

I couldn't help but give him a look. "Really? Wishing me dead now, are you?"

"Would you rather be stressed to death?" He shot back, rolling his eyes before storming out of the room.

With the room now to myself, I found some peace, though the outside world still crept in through the news on my phone.

Clyde was topping the charts as the ultimate jerk.

Even though Rachel went to the press with a video of Clyde denying his own child, it barely caused a ripple.

known liar, who would

yet photogenic in a shot taken during that press conference, lying on the ground. The image was strangely aesthetic. People said

the general sentiment online, with very few

would pity Clyde for marrying someone he didn't love,

in my favor, but was I really the

took

the third

Vinet

million bucks like it was nothing. Rachel's smile couldn't have been wider, and even

a store employee,

come here

the one who got shot by the cops for kidnapping his wife. Every visit, he'd drop tens

thousands without a second

And to think his