Jina fidgets with words as she tries to control her trembling hand without success. She had a strong feeling that Esther had overheard her conversation with Tony minutes ago.
"Ah...Esth..ther, has Mercy returned from...I mean, Mrs Wabua…"
She stops and gulps, trying to control her anxiety. She was in such a brainstorm that anyone would have noticed her because she was behaving weirdly.
"Aunt, you have a fever. You are shivering." Esther reckoned to notice the sudden expression.
"Am I?" Jina asked, clasping her hands together behind her back.
"Yeah,"
Jina felt embarrassed and made an excuse that she was so worried about Mercy's condition.
Despite her shrewdness to devise solutions in such circumstances, Jina was so stuck this time that it seemed so impossible to stop the lurking calamity; as if her mind had been attenuated and could hardly put anything together. Much as she was trying with relentless effort to destroy Esther as best she could, the latter was always favoured by luck, and for a moment, bang went the zeal for Jina to fight on, yet she couldn't beat a retreat.She had thought that with Tony, she would easily incapacitate Esther and send her to her grave, but now realised that she was way off base. Instead, Esther was gaining popularity.Richard realised that his wife was letting out a succession of heaves. He had lived with her for long to comprehend that something was wrong with her; this was her usual mannerism especially when she was upset except that now she didn't whine, but st
In the swim of things, neither Jina nor Richard dared to ask about the details of the phone call or the letter. Richard had disguised the caller as one of his employees, Julius, when actually it was Julie. He had supremely managed to talk with her without leaving any trace of suspicion and Jina was satisfied. Julie had informed him that she would make sure to meet him in the same room where they last met, which was the exact room that Jina and Tony were supposed to meet at midnight as the latter had indicated in the letter.Esther prepared dinner earlier than usual because she had to take care of Mercy; her hip needed another stretch with Mrs Wabua's magical concoction of herbs and ghee, bearing in mind that she also had to take care of Mercy's special meals now that she wasn't okay.She was washing the crockery when Jina came into the kitchen, her
The wail of despair that Jina uttered aroused tension in every which way and awakened Richard's warped mind instantly. His heart tweaked and he leapt off the bed zooming to his wife. For all the world, she was bowling as if she had lost a loved one. A twinge of fear twirled his heart as he watched his wife cry ceaselessly for a reason he couldn't think of, her naked bottom kissing the floor."What the hell has happened to my wife? She was so happy a moment ago and now…"His mind was tucked away in confusion, and then crouching down in front of her, he lay his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Honey, what's wrong?" Jina recoiled with a tut-tut in her breath. He lowered his face in agony, spasms of fear languishing his soul.Suddenly, he saw his cell phone lying on the floor near Ji
Esther ran to Richard who was kneeling on the floor unable to locate his thoughts. If not for her, Jina would have shoved the knife in his skull on an impulse and sent him to his maker. It was by mere luck that she was still awake when she had something go bang and came hurrying to check."Uncle, are you alright?" She said, examining him. It was definite she was nervous and frightened. He seemed to have completely lost the plot. She turned and met Jina's gaze. The latter was incredibly angry that Esther wished she hadn't looked at her hateful eyes. After muttering some indiscernible utterances, Jina briskly covered her body in her bathrobe, clicked her tongue in resentment and flounced out of the room.Seldom had she ever got scared of Jina at that moment. She was now aware of the extent to which she could go once she got angry.
WARNING!!! Contains explicit scenes. Please read at your peril.Jina held her breath and closed her eyes not to see Tony's face as he climbed the bed excitedly to rejuvenate himself with the rare opportune moment of the pleasure that he had been served on a golden platter contrary to what he had earlier anticipated.He quickly peeled off his shirt and unzipped his trousers and drawing near her, Jina half-opened her eyes and tears welled out. "Richard, you made me do this. Why did you betray me?" She thought and much hatred shrivelled her heart. Tony's eyes squinted at the glowing body of a pretty woman of great influence and he drooled over her. As he lowered his fat belly over Jina, she flinched and for a moment felt like pushing him off because she was disgusted by his unpleasant beefy body which seemed like a buffalo ready to mount her. Tony heav
It was 7:10 am when Esther decided to open her eyes, not because she had been asleep, but until now she had been struggling to wink. Throughout the night, her mind was wrestling with boundless thoughts. In her opinion, the serenity of the mansion seemed to have withered since the minute she witnessed Richard and Jina at parallels, the latter ready to slay her husband. That the adorable couple could all of a sudden turn against each other seemed a delphic and an incomprehensible matter to her. All she undoubtedly knew was that things wouldn't be the same again henceforth.In her heart, she evinced that Richard and Jina would patch up their issues as soon as possible because their misunderstandings were bound to affect the kids.Nevertheless, there was one question that she could hardly expunge from her mind; she had seen her aunt enter Tony's room in the night a
Since Tony's affair with Jina, he feels and talks boisterously with no regard for respect and acts like he is the owner of Richard's mansion-as though sleeping with his boss had given him extra rights. Esther turned and glared at her as he pocketed, walking around wondering his eyes around the room, a twinge of jealousy creeping up his mind. He stood near the cake and shoved his finger into it and then licked it."Hmh, this is incredibly sweet!" He said and then sauntered across to where Esther stood holding the note in her hands and in an annoying manner started," So all this is for you, Esther? And to think that Sir Richard woke up in the wee hours of the morning to organise a birthday party for his maid before his trip is something to ponder," He curled his mouth annoyingly and resumed,"I wouldn't b
Esther bounced off the walls when he saw Richard because she least expected him to be present. She walked speedily to where her cousins stood. They were mesmerised as well. "He came!" Her voice broke with excitement as she spoke. "Yeah, but what I don't understand is whether he cancelled his trip." Said Mercy and the three gazed at him as he twirled Jina in a groove in a breezy way. Jina showed some resistance at first, but with an instinct that she was the spot for everyone's eyes simply gave in even though her anger was boiling which she decided to displace by stepping on his toe. "Sorry," she said with a smirk and Richard made a slight grimace. In fear of acute embarrassment, he didn't bite back, but rather disguised his pain with a light smile and responded, "It'
Their flight was at noon. Esther's crew sat charting in the departure lounge as they waited. Five minutes towards the flight, they had an alert. They had to leave the terminal. It was time to bid goodbyes, which is never an easy thing to do. Simon and Esther broke off and headed on to board the plane. Suddenly a middle-aged lady came running after them shouting and flagging down Esther, "Hey, Esther, wait! I have something important to tell you." She was looking desperate and weak with sunken eyes and a thin body, her hair rumpled. Esther looked behind and saw her and stopped, poking at Simon, " That lady…" "Love, do you recognise her?" Simon asked. Anyone would have thought she was mad gauging her appearance, but Esther decided to talk to her because, how did she get to know her name? There must be some co
Simon was now a desperate man. His luck presided in the hands of destiny. He was glad that at last Queen had regained her memory but on his part, it could have a negative impact, that is; if Queen failed to recollect ever having been part of his life. Richard would certainly accuse him and the mayor's family of keeping her away from her family. Do you know what would happen? He wouldn't spare them but send them to jail and they would rot there. So much the worse is that Simon ought to die of desperation for we all are acutely aware of his terrific love for Esther. He leaned against the wall and observed her sweet tender face incapable of accepting her rejection.Dr Ben stared at his desolate face and was touched. On mature consideration, he walks to him and tries to console him,"Take heart, Simon. Who knows, maybe when she wakes up agai
"Reverand, I need your help…" Simon spoke on the phone for quite a long time and in forty minutes, a light-skinned man dressed in a long white cassock came in and found him alone sitting on the chair conversing with Queen as if he was crazy. He didn't see him come in. The reverend stood behind him and listened to his monologue and was baffled, "What kind of faith is his! Surely the good Lord will not abandon him!" He meditated and tapped on him, "Son!" Simon jolted,"Eh, Reverand Antonio, welcome. Are you ready?" His face frowned."Son, are you sure that you want to do this?""Yes, Queen will love this. She was so happy before her wedding day. I am sure she will be much happier if she wakes up and finds out that she's already married to me. Nothing will ever separate us then."
Marriage eve "Simon!!" The noise was too loud to awaken a lying ghost. He had almost pushed it through his flesh until he saw her desperate face. "Kill me instead." She said coming closer. His hands shook with the knife. "Don't come close, Queen. I don't want to see your tears anymore. At Least save them for the future. Promise you will not lay a wreath on my tomb." Tears spilt down his face like rain. Miguel's legs were numb and he knelt on the floor begging for forgiveness. Emilia followed suit but their pleading voices were like thorns pricking deep in his heart. "Love, give me that!" Esther beseeched and he became weaker and weaker as if her timid voice was controlling him. To Emilia, this was a sign of what his son's life would be like if they got married; a putty in her
Simon sped off jauntily, jingling the car keys in his hands and came to the living room, his eyes scouring for his love. Esther sat sulking on the chair in the corner, her mind immersed in deep thought and her heart intense in sadness. Simon spotted her and shouted with verve, "Love!" Her head jerked up and she noticed that his face was swathed in a smile. It was symbolic of some good news but she seemed disinterested and merely returned a phoney smile. He moved nimbly towards her and enfolded her in his arms with vitality, "Love, finally mom and dad have accepted our relationship! We are getting married in two weeks!" He was extremely ecstatic."Really?""Yes, love! Very soon you'll be my legal wife- my better half!" He gave hearty laughter, kissed her and swung her around with a feeling of triumph.She had mixed f
There was a mien of fear in Maxwell's eyes because Sylvia dawdled to decide. "Three failed marriages!" She contemplated this and had niggling doubts about this sudden relationship; It was best to nip it in the bud before a heartbreak."Won't you mend my broken heart?" He asked in a shaky voice. Her silence seemed to deplete all his boldness and he was nervous."What a joker!" Emilia said and gave a mocking smile. She was having fun just like Miguel who was killing himself laughing.Suddenly, Simon, Nisha and Nathan started cheering, encouraging and coaxing Sylvia, "Say yes, say yes…" And the applause went on and on. She hoisted her face and gazed at them. They were happy for her, so why wouldn't she be happy for herself? Then she shifted her gaze to the man trembling in front of her and saw the tr
Esther saw Emilia first and quaked with fear trying to recoil from Simon's embrace and muttered,"Love, stop- it's your mother!"He twisted his neck and looked at Emilia and then ravished Esther with a kiss."It's high time she got used to this, love. I don't see any reason why I should feel guilty to show affection to the woman I love, otherwise, she might mistake me for a loveless man. Have you heard about this? He chuckled heartily and was ludic for a moment which made Emilia almost choke with a lump in her throat. Her lips quivered and she was speechless with rage. However, they knew that her silence was just a lull. She flew downstairs and went to look for Sylvia in her room because she had a lot to answer."How could she let this happen?. She will not l
WARNING!!!Contains explicit scenes. Read at your peril.Esther didn't have any idea what to do or how to start, but when she saw the docility of Simon lying stiff on the bed near the oxygen machine, she flurried and run to him,"Simon, please don't leave." She lamented, her voice trembling with anxiety. She gave him a firm grip on his hand and fiddled his cold face. "It's me, love, wake up, don't do this to me... Okay, I accept I fouled up, but...I don't know how or when it happened. Maybe it was my frailty- the frailty of human nature. You hate me, don't you? I promise I will go far away from you, but you must wake up."Her eyes fraught with tears and she drew much closer and with fervour, she kissed him. Suddenly, his chest heaved and she stopped conscious of what she might have perceived as friv
Simon's health degenerated day by day which dealt a blow in Esther's heart and compelled her to contrive to stay around for the time being until the conundrum had been solved. Then one night- one cold night, he broke into continuous hiccups and had complications with breathing. Dr Maxwell came out of the room vexed and spoke to Miguel, "This is fatal!" Said Dr Maxwell. He was one of the most reputable doctors in the city. He too was frightened. Miguel jerked, debilitated by the doctor's statement. "What are you implying?" " He's not doing well, not at all!" How could he tell him bluntly that his son was on death's door? "I'll put him on the life-giving machine immediately. May God have mercy!" He turned to go, and