MY HUSBAND DUMPED ME FOR HIS EX-GIRL FRIEND, NOW HE WANTS ME BACK 3 YEARS AFTER.

 

I never knew it will end up in marriage, but somehow it did, we started out as casual friends after close of work one raining Friday while I find it difficult getting a cab to my destination like in a movie, he just showed up from nowhere, “hi young beauty, where are you heading to? Do you mind me to take you home” he queried? Do you know where am heading to? Well after much talk he was able to convince me and I hopped into his car but very cautious.

Am Johnson and what about you? Yetunde but friends call me Yety, in the course of our journey he brought out his Identity card, with that I got relaxed as he works as a chartered accountant with an accounting firm, well one thing led to another and the relationship blossomed.

Second year into our relationship we did our introduction, and 3 months thereafter we were married, it was a home full of laughter as we were blessed with a baby girl second year of our marriage, in the third year we had a baby boy who look so much like his father, trouble started when my husband started chatting late into the night even while we lay together on bed, and most often he goes out to receive phone calls.

Well each time I confront him about this he always explained it away that it’s all about business, things gradually moved from bad to worse when I bumped into him with another lady while I was fueling my car, I saw my husband with another lady holding hands coming out of an eatery, from where I was I observed how he opened the car door for this lady in question, an act he has never done for me since we got married, I watched them zoomed off.

That evening after dinner I confronted him about his action and before you could say hello, he flared up like a flame will do when petrol is poured into it, I apologized and slept off. I later realized that the lady I saw him with use to be his ex-girlfriend.

What ever happened, my once caring and loving husband turned a monster, he will just flare up at the slightest provocation, and later in stated keeping late nights an act he never did. One bad Saturday yes bad Saturday because that was the day I got the shock of my life. While resting on the couch I heard the door bell and I went to see who was at the door, behold it was the same lady I saw my husband with, I mean his ex. How may I help you I asked? Well with such demonic boldness she just went straight to the point, madam am pregnant for your husband, I got frozen up where I stood, I opened my mouth to talk, not a word came out.

I was able to bring out some words, well he isn’t at home yet I replied, I will wait till he comes she replied can I come in?

Not up to an hour my husband drove in and was not too surprise to see his August visitor, well long story short, my husband didn’t deny this lady nor her pregnancy, I was so heartbroken that I stayed in the hospital for a week. Before I returned home she had already moved into the house, things got to the extreme I couldn’t bear the pains and humiliation no more I moved out of the house with my kids, moved in with my eldest sister who was so supportive, who stood by me, gave me her shoulder to cry on. This pain went on for 3 years and my husband didn’t care about me nor his kids, all these years I remain strong for my kids, we just kept going through it all.

From nowhere after 3 years after, my husband started sending friends and some family members to come plead with me, asking for my forgiveness and that I should come back home, that his life is now upside down since I left. What happened to his new found love I asked? Well the lady recked him, made his life miserable, she forged his signature and ensure all his savings were transferred to an unknown account, what about her pregnancy I asked again? Well she lost the baby, they answered, well she used my husband and dumped him, together with her secret lover they have eloped to Canada.

Now my husband is fighting that I come back to his life may be to help put his life back on track again I guess after I almost lost my life, now am confuse what do I do readers?

 

Yetunde.

I THOUGHT CYNTHIA WAS A GOLD DIGGER. PART 2 AND CONCLUSSION

 I THOUGHT CYNTHIA WAS A GOLD DIGGER.

PART 2 AND CONCLUSSION

Each time I opened up the issues of us getting married, she will tell me to hold on a little that she wants to be done with her master’s degree, in no time she completed her national service. Six months after she came to me telling me she intends travelling abroad for her masters that she have been offered an admission in the UK on a scholarship by now my faith in her was gone, but due to the love I have for her, call it stupid and idiotic love you will be very correct, I sold off the only landed property and the car I have to assist her in travelling, by now friends and family were already talking of taking me for psychiatric examination.

After all, said and done Cynthia travelled to the UK for her master’s degree, with the help of family and friends she was able to raise enough money to pursue her dreams. At first we were always on video calls this went on for about six months then suddenly the communication line ceased and with this we lost touch.

Days became weeks and weeks ran into months, months gradually turned into years, we never heard from each other again, I fell into depression, I felt used, I was broke yes dead broke and to make matter as worse as hell I was deep in debt all thanks to Cynthia and my “demonic” love.

I became a laughing stock, my parents and siblings made life a living hell, it got so bad I couldn’t afford my rent thanks to Tunde my child hood friend who took me in, I would have committed suicide but for Tunde who gave me his shoulder to cry on, who made me see reasons to live and hope again.

It’s been two years now since Cynthia left for the Uk sure by now she is done with her master’s programme but I never heard from her again, even her parents were worried as they too were worried that they haven’t heard from their daughter.

One day after about two and a half years of her disappearance to the Uk, of course I have moved on, a client of mine came to my workshop to have his car fixed, in our conversations he said to me “Tony I learnt that Cynthia is in town” which Cynthia are you talking about I asked? Your girl of course he replied, I just moved on doing my job of fixing his car like I didn’t hear what he said.

One afternoon while I was in the pit fixing a client’s car, I heard a familiar female voice, asking for Paddy Mi (my Guy) for that’s how she call me, at first I thought I was dreaming, Where is Paddy Mi (My guy) that was when I came out of the pit and standing before me was Cynthia totally transformed and her beauty by now was glowing like the sun. before I could say hey, Cynthia shouted paddy mi with her hands wide opened not minding my dirty overall, she jumped on my, clinging to me so tightly, and she sobbed profusely, it was at that moment I knew I took the right decision in giving her all help she needed.

It was indeed a great reunion, that was when I understood better the feelings his father had when the prodigal son returned. Right there and then she said to me Paddy mi (my guy) I am ready now, we can get married now, like a planned movie and as fate would have it, I saw a man who was passing by hawking earrings and other female accessories from him I bought a very cheap ring and in the presence of all at the workshop even with my dirty overall I proposed to her and she said a very load YES.

Many things happened during my studies, she said well we have all the time to talk about those things she said when I asked why the break in communication. Well I will be retuning back to the UK in two months’ time but not without you and not without us getting married, I still thought I was dreaming hearing these lines of hers.

Yes, “I mean it she said,” I have helped you secure a job as a mechanic in an auto company and you are going to resume work in the UK.

The marriage was conduct first was the registry then we had the traditional marriage as well as Church wedding, two months came we got to the UK the job I got was a mind blowing job and more so my field of specialty. We settled down in the UK and today we are blessed with two lovely kids a boy and a girl.

 

 

  

 

I THOUGHT CYNTHIA WAS A GOLD DIGGER.

 

I THOUGHT CYNTHIA WAS A GOLD DIGGER.

(PART 1)

It was love at first sight when I set my eyes on Cynthia at a friend’s party, she has got the most beautiful sets of eye balls as well as good dentations, she looked so pretty and the dress she wore that day made her too hot to resist.

She had the shape I will best describe as the mermaid figure, beautiful lips ebony black beauty. Somehow with courage I walked up to her as she tends to walk away into a waiting cab. Excuse me lady I asked politely, adjusting her flowing pinky gown with one hand and with the other holding her to match bag tightly as if her life depends on it, one would think she was the daughter of world richest man, from her appearance. “How may I help you bros”? she asked but with respect,

 Well I am Tony an auto mechanic and you I fired back, “I am Cynthia a student in the university” she replied thereafter we exchanged numbers while she drove off in her hired cab.

That night I couldn’t sleep as thoughts of Cynthia occupied the whole of my thinking, she could have turned me down, she could have just snub me at the hearing of the word auto mechanic as most of these slay queens living fake lives would have done, but no she spoke with me with all respect gave her number, there is something about this girl I thought to myself.

Six months down the line, by now we have become best of friends, my girl called to tell me she will be coming from school to spend the weekend at my place, at first I thought I was dreaming, what do you say I asked again over the tele phone? “I will be coming to spend the weekend at you place” she repeated by now I was super excited, that was how my girl started coming over to my place at least 2 weekends in a month.

On the evening of the first night Cynthia came to my place, I stood by the door as I watched her bathing, I couldn’t resist her ravaging curves, I could see her in her glory, full of beauty, I didn’t know when I joined her, that evening we made love like crazy, it was so full of passion, mind blowing and electrifying.

Well as she progressed in her studies at the university I was absolutely responsible for her every expenses as she came from an average family, from her school fees to the least toiletries, this became an issue between me, friends and family members. Their argument is, how can I be responsible for a girl who is not even my wife yet?  I was called all manner of names of a truth this “venture” took its toll on me as I was drained financially, sponsoring a girl I don’t even know if she will marry me at the end, do you really know if she is just using you as a ladder to climb high? All these were thought I battled with every day well I just kept doing it like an idiot, like a man under a spell.

There was a particular time my mom fell sick, it got so bad that I couldn’t afford to pay her medical bills, it got to a point I thought of ending this whole Cynthia business.

in the midst of all these, she graduated with good grades and was preparing for her compulsory national service, well I did what I could to assist her by now she could see the zeal in me gradually running low like a working engine that is gradually running out of fuel, no day passes without her professing her undying love for me, but each time I bring up the issue of marriage she will always tell me to go slow that she have a dream of going abroad for her masters, at this juncture as far as I was concern I was just a vehicle that carried her to her destination.

TO BE CONTINUED