“I’m so sorry, Irene,” Joan said.
Irene snatched her hand from Francis ’s hold and sniffled, then she looked away from them, “just leave me alone.”
“Irene….” Francis tried to protest, knowing she wasn’t supposed to be left alone now.
“Francis ,” Joan interrupted and when he looked at her, she shook her head at him and he sighed, then moving away from the bed. They both looked at Irene one more time before leaving the room. Outside the bedroom, she turned to Francis, “have you called George ?”
“Yes, he is on his way back and should be here any time soon. I have to stay away in order to pick him up.”
Joan nodded, “try and be around for her. You need to be on alert, constantly check on her to make sure she won’t be trying anything stupid. I still can’t understand how this happened, she was fine when I checked her up this week,” she
The next day, Francis woke up alone to discover that Irene was gone; he sat up and kneaded his temple to minimize the hangover he was having. He didn’t need to remember what happened last night because looking at his nude body already said it all. He climbed out of the bed and went into the bathroom to shower, after, he dressed up and left for the kitchen to make breakfast for them. He hoped Irene would come down and join him like she used to, the last thing he wants is last night putting an end to their friendship or whatever it is now after last night.Francis looked at the stairs and when he didn’t see her, he became worried; he stopped chopping the vegetable and walked to the sink to wash his hands. He dried his hands on the apron he was wearing before taking it off. Turning off the cooker, he left the kitchen and went up the stairs. He stopped before a door and without knocking; he pushed open the door and went in.Irene sat up on the bed when she saw
Chapter eightGeorge tried so hard not hurt or disturb Irene as he watched her sleeping so calmly, he gently tucked a tendril of her hair behind her ear,oh, how I missed her and I really want to touch her and make good love to her.I know she has missed me and probably wants me, but I don't know ifI shouldapproach her or not, don't know if she wants anything of such now, don't know if she is in the mood.He thought as he watched her sleeps so peacefully. Finally deciding to let her sleep, he climbed into bed beside and cuddled her. Whispering, ‘I love and missed you honey’ in her ear.Immediately, she turned to him and looked deeply into his eyes and repeated, "I am sorry George."Her repeated apology made him wonder why she kept on saying that, she has apologized for more thanthree times that evening to him. Although he had tried to ignore it at first but it was really eating him up now,
At about 3:45am in Saturday morning, Irene couldn't sleep, all she was thinking about was the way Franciskissed and played with her on their nights together, she was so engrossed with the feelings and she tried to push the thought away but she couldn't. His perfume filled her nose, his smiles and jokes that were so enticing. She kept on turning and tossing on her bed, she raised her head to see if George noticed her sleepless night but he was so deep in sleep. She thought to herself what to do, she needs to feel Francis ’s chest, to hug him so tight, she really need to kiss his lips, his lips that were so soft and tender, his love making so special more like her husband. He was so gently and tender with her unlike George who is always a little bit aggressive.She shook her head to shake away the thought; she forced herself to remember her vow of not cheating on her husband again. But not matter how hard she tried to convince herself that it was wrong longing for a
Monday morning, as George prepared for work, he thought about letting Irene to resume working, maybe it would help to keep her busy. She doesn't have any friends and neither had she opted to call her mother to visit them. As he pondered over it, he decided to have a talk with her when he gets back from work.He was about leaving the room when the door opened and a smiling and beautiful Irene came in, carrying a cup of tea. She raised it up to him and smiled, “I made it specially for you this morning,” she chuckled.George smiled, he would be a liar if he said he doesn’t notice the difference in her, she smiles more and cry less. Most of times, he used to wonder what could have happened, ever since their first miscarriage, things had changed in her, she cries a lot, lies in the bed all day and hardly eats anything. He has to be the one to drag her out of the bed on most cases for her to shop and make herself happy.Then they were told abou
It's been two months since Francis and Irene have been in their secret relationship and it was going smooth and fine. Irene has fallen so deeply for him despite her effort not to that she no longer cares for her husband or craves for his affection. She has become wild and nonchalant to everything around her even thinking of having a child or not, she doesn't care. George had spoken to her about resuming work to keep herself busy but she bluntly refused, even to allow her mum to come stay with her, she refused also, she doesn't want anything to come in between her and her beloved Francis .She doesn't want any fourth party in the house, she just wants the three people, so it can be easy for her and Francis to always be together. Although her conscience would often eat at her but an addictive sin is hard to stop.“Hi honey, so you insist on not taking a job?" George asked herone late afternoon.“I have told you several times that I don't wa
Irene came to realize she never loved George , she just got attracted to him and nothing more, maybe his looks got her attracted and more over Francis is her first love. In the 25 years of her life, she has never falling deeply in love with anyone. Initially she thought George is the love of her life but now she realized she was wrong because it’s Francis and she feels so good that once in lifetime, someone she loves supports her dream of becoming a model at least in her 30s she must have become a super star once she marries Francis.She has been happy all this while never thinking or bothering about having a baby for George anymore, she believes when she gets married to Francis both will have children. She believes maybe it's not her and George destiny to get Married, that she quickly jumped into the marriage without thinking twice.She was sitting in foyer with a bottle of champagne going through her memory lane until George came with a gift bag and rose
Irene opened the door to her room, she saw her husband lying on the bed sleeping, as she was pacing around contemplating whether to ask him about the anniversary party or not, but how would she tell him who told her? She doesn't want the party or anyone in the house or someone to find out about her secret affair, she doesn't want anintruder in the house. She needs to find a way to stop the party.She sat on the bed and decided to open her gift and behold it was a gold necklace, bangle and a gift card written:youare my life, please stay with me, always know that I love you tilltheend of time. She paused and sighed, about to feel remorse on what she was doing but shrugged it away. She is fighting for her own love and it's time she tell him so he can find his. But Francis said it's not yet time, how much long does he need? She wondered, or should she give him money through George ? She decided to give it a thought later but now she ne
At the Anniversary dinner, the setting was so glorious and one of the best decorator in the state did that at the courtesy of George , the color was white and sky blue with white candles, Irene came with so much anticipation and calmness. She was wearing a fine red gown with sparkling diamond necklace George got for her and nice small red heels sandals, parking her hair in a high bun, she was looking so beautiful. She walked straight where George was standing in a little dark place in an astonishing black tuxedo.As she approached him, she sight his tall, masculine figure, the tuxedo looks so good on him even the way he styled his hair reminded her of her wedding day, how handsome he looked. Immediately she approached, he turned and saw his amazing wife looking so glowing, he reached his hand and she placed hers on it and they both said happy anniversary. He brought her close and kissed her tender lips coated with red lipstick, “I love you Irene, I love you so muc
“About two years later, I got a mail from Chicago, who could have possibly send me a mail for about two years now? I opened it, it was from Ivana Thompson, my heart skipped, she begged me forgiveness, that George lied to her and equally broke her heart. She told me that after their graduation, the relationship became soar but she was managing it even though George doesn't give her attention. She was thinking he might change before they will enter college but a year in college, she got pregnant for him but he denied her. George never loved her, that as she is writing to me that I may not see her again, she told me George said that I told him that she is a street girl, spoilt girl which make her to always
Irene didn’t know she felt a sharp pain hearing how much he loved this Ivana girl, maybe it was because it was how she had thought he loved her and finally hearing him say that about another girl, she couldn’t just swallow it. She gulped and felt her mother touching her thigh, she looked at her and forced a smile before looking back at the screen. Perhaps it was for the best she was watching this, it would help drop any idea that maybe somewhere in that heart of his he had loved her, even if for a little bit.“That morning,” Francis said in the screen, “Ivana met me and was so excited on their previous date, she was talking to me but I didn't pay much attention because I wasn't interested in the story, she asked if all was okay, I nodded, thinking if I should tell her my mind or
Irene looked at the tape and kept wondering what it was, there was no doubt it was from Francis, but what could it possibly hold? What would be in it? The more she thought the more the worked up she got and she decided to just play it and see for herself. She quickly went to the stereo and input the tape, staring at the dark screen as her mother came in to join her. She waited for about five minutes but nothing showed, she looked at her mother but Elizabeth had nothing to say to her and they could only wait. Five more minutes gone and still nothing, Irene sighed, for a minute she had thought Francis left her final message but guess she was wrong and it was all just in her head.“Dear,” Elizabeth called seeing the disappointmen
George walked into his office seeing someone sitting at the visitors chair with their back to door, he wondered who could have walked in into his office and equally sitting without his presence, he went back immediately and asked the receptionist, "Who is that?""Your cousin sir, he have been checking on you since the two weeks you were absent,” she replied.George was shocked,oh it has been upto two weeks, was that why everyone has been lookingat me as if theysaw a ghost, he wondered. "My c
Irene was sitting on the sofa looking pale and weak when Elizabeth rushed in, "I came as soon as I heard your message,” she said, dropping her luggage on floor with shock on how her daughter looks, "What is it, what happened to you, why are you looking so pale?" She touched, felt her forehead and then bring her face up to look at her, “what happened my dear?”Irene didn't say anything, she was just sitting and looking dumb. "Irene talk to me please honey, I am your mother, I will always be here for you,” Elizabeth said, she was already worried when she listened to her message that she picked up the few things she could find and rushed to the airport and now seeing her like this confirmed her suspicions that something was wrong, “talk to me
For the few days George left the house, Irene has been restless and still in shock, yes she wanted to leave George but she didn't know it will open up like this, she was emotionally down that she didn't know whether she is doing the right thing, she hasn't seen Francis but she is not too bothered, her only concern is where and what George is up to. She regretted going to that cottage that night, she was worried but didn't know why because she knew within herself that she loves Francis more. So why is she feeling such remorse within her? Why does she want to see George so badly? She decided to look for Francis at least to know if she sees him she will stop regretting her ac
George and Lisa sat for hours in total silent, they both looked pale and their eyes swollen from crying too much. The held each other, each going through the same pain and everywhere remained quiet until Lisa spoke up, "I saw him last night, he told me he loved me so much, that his quitting his job and relocating where we can continue with each other and possibly get married. I was so happy that I have found love again, I felt renewed and satisfied, I never knew he said that to ditch me cause he was so much in a hurry. I had asked him why he was tensed, he told me he is trying to fix some things ready but didn't tell me what it was, he deceived me, after all the promises he made to and an...and..." she burst into tears again."I hired a spy,” George whispered,“after I noticed her mischievous
Chapter 20George walked out with anger, as he was walking along the pathway that led to the cottage, he called his driver to get the keys.At Lincoln suits, George was sitting in a sofa near a window, he was just looking at the view and the thoughts of how he meet his wife came to him, the first date, the long talk at night, his dream he shared with her, how she was so innocent and noble, the attraction, "was it all fake" he asked himself. But when they were dating she hasn't mentioned her dream to him, he tried so hard to see if he could he remember if she had but didn't take notice, he tried to check himself to see if
George stood, watching Francis as he was busy cleaning the kitchen cabinets where he just finished cooking, as he turned his back he saw him standing with his hand folded on his chest and his index finger tapping his jaw, he asked immediately, “do you need anything sir?”"Francis, I need to talk with you, kindly come met me in the garden beside the orange tree," George and left.Francis stood speechless and confused, “what might it be?” He thought aloud, still wondering when Irenewalked in with a very sexy look. She walked straight to him and stood for a while looking at him."You know you are mine, whether you want me or not. I have tried speaking to you and you kept avoiding me, all my efforts didn't get to you, please forgive me and please accept me back. I am in love with you and remember you said you love me too," she said walking closely to him until their bodies started touching, “please meet me at the cottage by 12 am and pl