Barely a week after Rothschild's father had died, he had begun selling off his father's landed property. Amelia had tried to confront him about how he was spending recklessly but he put her in her place and told her never to talk about the issue again. "Rothschild I need money to get new clothes, my old ones can't stay in one place on my body, it's too loose." Amelia summoned the courage to tell him one day. Amelia was never afraid of asking him for money, besides his bank account must be racking up to millions of dollars, but what she was more afraid of was Rothschild's response. "And where am I supposed to get the money you want me to give you?" He questioned sternly. "What do you mean by that? What happened to all the money you got from spending your father's lands?" "How dare you question me?!" He said with anger laced in his tone. Amelia saw how his expression had quickly shifted from indifference to anger but she wasn't concerned. With all the money that he had acquired, if
Amelia had quickly cleaned the house as Rothschild had instructed to avoid his wrath. As soon as she was done, she was in the kitchen preparing lunch for Rothschild when she heard the doorbell ring. "Hold on, I'm coming." She shouted from the kitchen. She quickly rinsed her hands and dried them on her clothes before she walked out to attend to the door. "Who's that?" She asked again when the doorbell rang, but no response came in. She hesitated for a moment before she finally opened the door to a woman whose breast could barely fit into her dress. "Who are you and what is a dirty hag like yourself doing here?" The lady at the door asked Amelia scornfully, as she eyed her from her head down to her toes. Amelia thought she hadn't heard well. "Excuse me, what did you say?" Amelia asked, just to be sure that she heard what the woman said. "Have you suddenly gone deaf? You dirty-looking scum," The woman fired. At this point, Amelia was fueled with rage. Out of anger, she slappe
Amelia's face was soaked with tears as she walked back inside the house. She was finding it hard to wrap her head around what had just unfolded. "This can't be happening to me." She said, tears rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. "Rothschild had the guts to not only bring another woman into our house but also kiss her in front of me." Different thoughts were running through Amelia's head concurrently. She knew fully well that even if Rothschild brought in as many women as he wanted, there was nothing she could do about it. She didn't believe that Rothschild would betray her this way after all the love she had shown to him. Heartbroken was an understatement to what she felt, she was utterly devastated. She walked back into the house with her shoulders drooped. As soon as she got into the house, she could hear screams of the lady coming from upstairs and the loud moans of Rothschild she knew fully well what was happening. She tried to block out the noise but there was
As the days went by, Amelia noticed that Rothschild had started to distance himself from her. He barely spoke to her and had barely touched her for weeks. Amelia was growing incessantly worried. She couldn't remember the last time Rothschild had spoken to her, not even to criticize her. All of a sudden, Rothschild had stopped bringing in women and none of them ever visited and that was when Amelia knew that something was wrong. Initially, she had thought that Rothschild had decided to change and stop bringing women home but when he started avoiding Amelia like a plague, Amelia knew that there was more to his sudden change in attitude. One morning, while Amelia was cleaning the bedroom she shared on most nights with Rothschild, she came across a paper that was underneath the dresser. Amelia wanted to sweep it away since it looked like ordinary paper to her but the inscription on the paper made her have second thoughts about throwing the paper away. She picked it up and to her g
"No," Rothschild responded nonchalantly. "It's not something your money can get? I thought it's something you can get with a phone call." Amelia taunted."That means you won't live for so long." "I know," Rothschild responded again. Amelia wasn't too surprised at how he was responding to her. She didn't blame him, it was because of his stupid disease. "How did it happen?" She asked him. "What do you mean by how did it happen?" He asked sarcastically as he sat up in bed. "Kidney disease isn't something that just magically appears, Rothschild, you should know that." "What are you trying to say? Amelia." "What I mean is that..." Amelia choked on her tears as she tried to speak, so she cleared her throat before she continued. "Your lifestyle just has caused it." She added. "Amelia, if you're trying to say something else, why not say it? And if you think that sleeping with multiple women causes kidney disease, I hate to break it to you that It doesn't." He said and laid
Rothschild's joy knew no bounds when the surgery was successful. A day never went by without him thanking Amelia, he made sure to give Amelia whatever she wanted while she was still in recovery after one of her kidneys had been taken out. Amelia had never felt this loved by Rothschild ever since she married him. Her love life was like a daydream. Rothschild no longer maltreated her and instead, he treated her like his equal. But Amelia was in for the shock of her life when barely two months after the surgery, Rothschild walked in through the door with another woman. "Rothschild, who the heck is this?" Amelia's voice came out in gasps, she was heartbroken without repair. There was not a single trace of remorse on Rothschild's face as he stood arm in arm with the woman, facing Amelia. "Uhm, Amelia, meet my ex...Bella." Rothschild said to Amelia unashamedly. "How can you do this to me again, Rothschild, I thought you were done with that life," Amelia said as the tears s
"I don't know, I think we should just..." "Oh c'mon, love, it's just going to be like old times." She replied and smacked her lips. As soon as Bella said that, Rothschild felt himself starting to harden as he reminisced on when they used to have intense sex. He didn't want to betray Amelia after what she had risked her own life just to save him but right now, it seemed he didn't care about what Amelia would feel. "Oh okay, maybe just this once," Rothschild said. Bella's lips claimed his as they entered inside her room. Her lips reminded him the old times. Bella can kiss very well. She pushed him against the wall, kissing him harder and deeper.As they kiss, she began to unbutton his shirt. She didnt want to waste any time. Before Rothschild could know what was going on, he saw his trouser and short going down his ankle. Bella knelt down and took his dick in her mouth. She began to suck him, giving him the best head of his life. "Oh! Fuck!" He moaned as he felt his dick sink
Two weeks after Amelia hadn't returned home from the hospital, Rothschild didn't bother looking for her and immediately concluded that she was never going to come back home to him. After much nagging and pestering from Bella, he finally got married to her and never thought about why Bella had made him get married to her in a fish but six months after Rothschild had gotten married to her, he found out why. She started behaving strangely. Rothschild was seeing the part of Bella that he had never experienced before, she would deny him access to her body and she had stopped making his meals and cleaning the house, instead, she employed maids to take off the house, and worst of all, she would keep late nights or most times, she wouldn't return home at all. Rothschild was growing increasingly worried about Bella's sudden change in attitude but he couldn't confront her because he loved her and he was scared of upsetting her. "Bella, I need to talk to you about something," Rothsch
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m