Terrence POVI AM BACK at the table where I sit earlier, after Ayiesha and I had an argument earlier.“Where is your wife, Mr. Alvarez?” an old businessman asked me. I know this man.He tried to hit my wife. I can’t blame them either. Ayiesha had a beauty that anyone can attract and I’m one of them. But, I am still lucky to have her. I am lucky to be her husband.“She’s home now. She’s tired or maybe pregnant,” I answered reluctantly. Especially since there’s no point in talking about it.“Hopefully, and so you have now an heir.” The old man smiled.“I hope so.”But, sad to say, Ayiesha can’t be pregnant. I do not know. We’ve been together for four years, we’ve been married for four years, we have sex every night, as long as I want and she wants, she still can’t get pregnant. Even though she is still my fiancee, something is happening to us. Maybe it’s because of what happened to her before.“Hi, gentleman!” Greetings of the newcomer.“Oh! Hi, Terrence. Long time no see,” she smiled.
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