Chapter 5

Chapter 5

*Camille*

My stomach knotted as I packed the car in front of the house.

Am in trouble and I know that. The car was repaired, unfortunately, did not arrive on time. Chloe chatted with me while Harry just stood saying nothing.

When the car repairer finally showed up, he quickly repaired my car within 15 minutes and Harry paid him.

“Give me your digit. We should hang out sometimes” Chloe smiled at me giving me her phone.

I put in my number and hand it back to her.

“See you around” I waved, glancing at Harry one time, and entered my car, off to the grocery shop immediately.

I slowly opened the front door and met Asher still with his laptop in the living room.

Oh God, help your daughter.

He turned to face me and I could feel his temple throbbed with rage.

His gaze moved to my body from my head to the grocery bags on my hands and up to my face again.

“Where were you?” He asked.

“The...grocery..shop” I stuttered.

“I would really appreciate it if you come clean with me. You left the house to 7, now this is 20 minutes past 8. And have been calling you. Why didn’t you pick?”

“I left it at home”

“You did that on purpose right?. So you would t see my call when sleeping around with those men”

“Asher, stop”

“What? Did I lie?” He mocked.

“Just stop it okay? I wouldn’t have you bluntly insult me. Have heard enough of the nonsense you are spewing out” I  said fearlessly.

Anger swelled up in him and he held himself back. “Don’t rest my patience woman, Go make the dishes. Am too hungry to deal with you”

I rolled my eyes and with anger, I marched to the kitchen.

     (The next day)

I was in the living room watching a Tv show alone. Asher has gone to work and I can finally breathe.

One minute he is nice to me, the next minute, the demon in him resurface.

My phone rang beside me and I swiped the green button without checking the caller Id.

“Hi, Camille”

I removed the phone from my ear to check the caller id to see an unknown caller.

“Who is this, please?” I asked.

“It's me, Chloe”

“Oh Chloe, how are you doing?”

“Am fine. You?”

“Same here babe.”

“Em, Chloe, you never told me you have a brother”  I pointed out.

I and Chloe are not that close while in school but at least, I would have known she have a brother.

“Oh Harry, well, he didn’t school here. He schooled in England. He came back after his studies to take over dad’s company here. Most of my friends are just finding out I have a brother. You included”

“Yeah” I breathe out.

“And your brother turns out to be the guy I had a one-night stand with,” I said to myself.

“Why asking. Wait, are you interested in him” I could feel Chloe’s voice rising.

“What! No...I....”

Chloe interrupted. “Thinking about it. You guys would be the perfect match. Don’t worry, just leave it to me...”

“Chloe....”

“Fortunately, He is also single at the moment. I also saw the way he looked at you yesterday”

“Chloe...”

“He was smitten by you. Hmm, what do I do first? I will give him your number, or I should set up a date and....”

“Chloe, stop” I half yelled and I heard Chloe breathe out heavily.

“Am... not interested in your brother” I said slowly.

“He isn’t my type”

“And who is your type, Miss Camille”

If only Chloe knows I am now a Mrs.

“Just forget it. He is just not my type”

“Well, it's fine. I just feel you guys would look cute together”

‘We would except if am not yet married’ my inner thought said.

“Come off it, So tell me about how you have been all these years, got a boyfriend? or perhaps a husband”

“Jeez! No! Definitely not married. Am not ready for that shit”

“Hmm, why?”

“Don’t want to make the same mistake most women make when they rush to get married and getting married to the wrong person. Am taking it slowly even if I eventually find my Mr right at age 40, Then it worth it”

‘Did I rush into marriage’ I asked myself.

I was 24 when I got married to Asher. We were both in love. Deeply in love. It was just 9 months after dating and Asher proposed to me.

I was so happy and accepted immediately. He was from the college I attended and when he first met me, all he wanted was to be my friend.

He chased me for many days before I faintly agreed to be his friend.

Gradually, it turned into a relationship and I couldn’t be happier.

“Camille, are you there?” Chloe’s voice snapped me out of my chain of thoughts.

“Yeah, you were saying?”

“I said we should hang out this weekend. What do you say?”

“If am less busy then yes,” I said, a huge part of me sure I wouldn’t make it.

The call dropped and I signed and returned back to my movie.

Later that evening, Asher called me.

“Hi babe,” He said and I blinked.

“Uhm hi?”

“Well, am kind of in a good mood today so I want you to prepare me my favorite food”

“Hmm okay?”

“Just okay?”

“What do you want me to say?” I furrowed my brows.

“Something sweet. You wouldn’t even ask why am in a happy mood”

“Okay, why are you happy today?” I asked sarcastically rolling my eyes.

“Just...see you when I arrive. Bye”

The call dropped immediately.

Whatever.

I was about leaving for the kitchen when I felt a bile in my throat.

I quickly rushed to the bathroom and vomited. After washing my face, I looked into the mirror and discovered I look pale.

I trailed my hands on my face slowly. Am I sick or is it something else?

Oh God!