Chapter 86_ Mrs Amala Rogue

*****President Residence******

Mr. Rogue was sitting comfortably on a couch, he had his face buried in the newspaper, during the weekend he love staying around the resident and not going back to his other wife.

while his second wife had her head bent pretending to be engrossed in crocheting.

the silence between them dragged on and she became impatient, she either heave a sigh deeply or inhale loudly.

"What is wrong woman!" he yelled at her.

She drops what was in her hand and turns towards him with a deadly glare.

"What is wrong?" she chuckled hatefully.

Mr Rogue who thought she was just trying to be tough, she had tried standing up for herself but ended up pleading along the line.

"Maybe she had forgotten who I am to her," He had thought.

"what do you mean!" he yelled at her.

she picked up the cup containing water, stare at it then at her husband, she raised her hand with the glass cup and then release her hand from it.

it broke and scattered around the floor.

Mr Rogue stood up angr