My Marriage – A New Thing Part 4

My Marriage – A New Thing Part 4

The next day the Doctor called to say Mom’s blood pressure had spiked and that it would not be a good idea to hurriedly discharge her. So, I would alternate sleeping at home and at the hospital. It was my day to sleep with Mom. I was about to call it a day on the other bed in Mom’s room when I realized that I had I had taken my “cover cloth “ home to wash and left it on the clothes line. I needed it. I virtually ran home.

As I got to the gate, I noticed that it was slightly ajar. I went in. Both cars were in the garage. The TV was on in the living room and there were crumbs on the floor. The crumbs looked like Suya and bread or something. The kitchen was untidy too. I called out to Kayode and started to clean up when he didn’t respond.

I made my way upstairs to say goodbye as I had taken my cover cloth. I turned the handle and what I saw almost gave me a heart attack! There was a man in our bed! He was on all fours and Kayode was behind him pounding away! I fainted.

“And what happened after that “said the handsome young man seated in front of me. When I opened my eyes, they were gone. The rest is history. I found out months after our divorce that his parents had known about his sexual preference and had given him a condition that if he were to be ‘normal’ and marry a good girl (that’s me) they would set him up and give him a part of his inheritance upfront but if he messed it up, half his inheritance would go to her. Like I said before, that is in my past. I have a wonderful man as a husband and 3 lovely children. Yes Ma, the handsome young man said scribbling, I’m sure to include this happy ending in our magazine to encourage our female readers that things aren’t all bad. There’s a silver lining in every dark cloud.

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