DO YOU LOVE GREY? WEDNESDAYS 6 PM |
PART 2 SERIES 8
James slept with some of my trainee nurses; goodness I was so
embarrassed.
He harassed my kid sister but thank God nothing happened.
The victory of it all,
is that despite all, I am alive to tell this tale.
My husband developed high blood pressure and diabetes, later on.
As a nurse I managed his condition quite well.
But he died suddenly after a particular visit to his new
lady friend.
How did I know this? He was rushed home unconscious and died
after some few hours.
James rendered me a widow after 22 years of marriage, a
woman in my prime.
Some few months before his death I learnt through his phone
conversations,
text messages and numerous lies of ‘traveling to Abuja for a
contract’ that he had another woman, whom he housed and impregnated.
A man in his early fifties – he gave me a story to tell you.
He was feared and loved by his children, but silently I hated and loved him!
Its been few years after his death and the home has never
been the same. It has become peaceful for my children and I at least our lost joy is back.
Sometimes we imagine a scenario whereby one of his numerous women, show up to see the supposed father of their child; and I truly await such day, I will gladly show them his grave.
They will meet me and I will ask for a test of paternity!
All I have achieved after his death has been truly
miraculous
Never thought I could prosper this far, I am now free.
But sometimes, I miss the companionship and fights we had.
That's it ! And I can tell you dear sisters –
Learn from my mistakes. To the brothers, learn from James mistakes.
My name is Adebimpe, I survived my marriage and now I share my tale with you.
Thank you for reading.
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