She hesitated for a while, then nodded reluctantly. She handed me the papers that she claimed were DNA test results. I glanced at them and saw they had his name and the baby’s name on them.“Are you sure these are authentic?” I asked her, feeling a surge of anger and disbelief.“Of course they are. Why would I lie to you?” she said, trying to sound innocent.“Because you are a home wrecker who wants to ruin my marriage,” I snapped back.She flinched and looked away. I could see the guilt in her eyes, but also the defiance.I walked up to my room and found a DNA test kit I had bought long ago. I had planned to use it for fun, to see how much we matched as a couple. But now, it was a matter of life and death.I walked back to the living room with it and got swabs from the side of her cheek, the child’s cheek and my husband’s cheek.“Done. I will get back to you next week but in the meantime, please leave,” I said coldly, handing her back the papers and the baby.She stood up without hesi
“I know. But I’m really sorry you had to hear any of this. I…” he said and I hushed him.“You are sorry I had to hear this? Oh please. Spare me all of that,” I said brushing it off.“Initially, I didn’t want anything to ruin our day. Someone has come to but it’s nothing. We can still carry on like nothing happened,” I said to him and I saw a look of relief on his face. I wasn’t ready to banter words with him and besides, I was already in a very good mood till that woman came in to my home uninvited.“Really?” He asked with a bright face and a bright smile, showing off his beautiful dentition.“Yes really. You are very lucky I’m in a good mood today,” I said to him and he smiled and took my hand.“Thank you my queen,” he said kissing my hand and it felt like a fairy tale. He was actually so romantic, I had easily forgotten but he was trying to remind me.“It’s okay. Let’s go and finish breakfast and move on to the next duty of the day,” I said, walking back to the dining table while he
“It’s nothing, honey. Trust me, whatever it is, I will handle it,” he said, reaching for my hand across the table. But I pulled away, feeling angry.“We, Rick. We will handle it. You are not alone in this. Not especially after you have signed me as a shareholder. We will sort out issues together and make important decisions together,” I said, trying to sound calm and supportive. But I was far from it. I wanted to know what was going on in his company, what secrets he was keeping from me.“So? Tell me,” I said, leaning forward on his chair. He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding my gaze.“It’s not something I want to talk about right now,” he said, taking a sip of his wine. I nodded, pretending to accept his answer.“Okay, fine. If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s fine,” I said, pouring myself a glass of juice. I needed something refreshing to cool down my temper.“Are you angry about it?” He asked, looking at me with concern. I shook my head, forcing a smile.“Oh no, I’m furious. But
“Oh, Landry probably doesn’t even know,” she said casually, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Sister, you have a lot of things to tell me about and trust me, I have my own tea to spill with you too!” I said eagerly. She squealed with delight and settled in.“I love me a good gossip. Shoot,” she said, giving me her full attention.“It is a lot! I mean, a whole lot! Are you free this noon? So you could come over. I would have come to your place, but my car is kind of ruined right now, courtesy of Bianca,” I said with annoyance, biting my lip.“What? Bianca who?” She asked, confused.“Bianca. The wife of Henry, the club owner,” I said and she gasped. “No way! No freaking way! You do have a lot to tell me. I’ll be in your house in an hour!” She said and I was so excited.“Alright. I’ll be waiting for you!” I said and she smiled and disconnected the call.I put down my phone and sighed. I couldn’t wait to see her and tell her everything.I decided to take out one of my favorite books to
“You know Rick. I have never actually met your wife,” she said, following me with her eyes.“No you haven’t. She’s a sight to behold isn’t she?” Rick said, looking at me with admiration. He tried to catch up with me, but I ignored him.“She’s nothing like they describe back at home,” she finally said casually. Her words made me stop in my tracks.“Excuse me?” I asked, turning around to face her.“What do they describe her as?” Rick asked curiously, standing beside me.“Well… they said she was fat and ugly and you only married her because your father threatened to remove you from his Will if you didn’t find a wife,” she said, as if it was no big deal.“Well, that’s refreshing,” I said, feeling shocked. I didn’t know that they despised me that much.“What was that?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.“Oh… nothing. I just didn’t think that you people hated me that much,” I said with a shrug. She had a sly smile on her face, as if she enjoyed my discomfort.“We don’t just hate you. We despise
I scanned the room for a moment again, hoping to spot the elusive bug, but I still found nothing. “I can swear there’s a bug here,” I muttered under my breath, frustration evident in my voice. I placed my hands on my hips and sighed.“Oh well,” I said to myself with a shrug and walked over to my reading table. It was covered with books of all genres and topics, reflecting my passion for reading. I felt that the more I read, the better the person I became.I had no job ever since I married Rick. The only job I had was to be a housewife. I often cursed myself for not getting a job so at least something would keep me busy from his cheating nature.Luckily, I found solace in my books. Whenever he brought a woman home, I’d block out their noise with music in my ears and just read a book till I fell asleep.I couldn’t exactly do anything about it and I felt he did it effortlessly because we were in a contract marriage. I was the one who went and foolishly fell in love with that man.All tho
“One of my properties in the state,” I replied casually, as if it was nothing.She stared at me for a few seconds, her mouth agape, then shook her head in disbelief. “What has been going on behind my back?” She said, laughing nervously. I joined her laughter, but mine was more confident and smug.“Oh… nothing. Just a little riches and properties here and there,” I said with a shrug, enjoying her reaction.“So your husband signed this house to your name then? Did you ask him for more houses, Jane?” She asked, putting her hands on her hips and looking at me accusingly.“No! Of course not!… I mean, of course he did sign this house to me, but the remaining places are my properties, not his,” I said in exasperation, rolling my eyes at her.“I’m sorry, Jane… am I missing something? How did you acquire those properties?” She asked incredulously, leaning closer to me.I burst out laughing at her curiosity and naivety. “Oh, Sheba, you never cease to amaze me. With your mind so shallow,” I sai
“So how do we go about it, Jane? This brilliant plan of yours?” Sheba asked as I was packing my things. She just stood there, confused and worried, as she watched me throw my clothes into a suitcase. She couldn’t understand how I had made up my mind to move out of my husband’s house in just a matter of minutes.The truth was that I wanted to give my husband a reason for a divorce and I was going to use this as one of the many pieces of evidence that I needed to make sure I messed him up in the law court. He was a monster and I hated him with every fiber of my being.“Answer me and think this through. What about the other plans you hatched for him? How will they work without you in his life?” Sheba asked, trying to reason with me. She knew some of the things I had been doing behind his back to expose him and ruin his reputation. She was the only one who knew and supported me, even though she sometimes thought I was going too far.I ignored her and kept packing. I was angry because my h