All Chapters of The Tears Of A Chaste Woman: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ami’s POVIt took seven days before I finally received an apology from Osagie. I don’t want to talk about how he apologized. Just a few sentences and he walked away. What had he been thinking all that time? That I would come crawling to him, begging for what he had done to me? I had never hated anyone the way I hated Osagie after what he did. Maybe he thought I would poison him. Why else would he insist that only his wife prepare and serve his meals? He didn’t even feel comfortable when she called me while he was around. I noticed two things: either he sent his wife to speak to me instead, or he simply walked away.For seven days, it was a silent and complicated battle. I was hurting, deep in my soul, but even more so because I couldn’t speak about it. There was pressure everywhere, inside me, around me, and especially from my mother.“Ami, when are you traveling?” she kept asking. But what could I tell her? I always gave the same answer, that I was in the final stage of processing my

Ami's POV"When I told you to stop talking to men on the phone, you thought I didn’t know what I was saying," Mrs. Osagie burst into my room, holding a pregnancy strip in her hand. She raised it in front of me."Look! These lines show you're pregnant."She kept moving towards me, her face filled with anger, an anger I had never seen before. She had never hit me before, but the first thing I felt was a slap. I turned to look at the lines she was showing me, but before I could react, another slap landed, snapping my face to the side."You are pregnant. Look at your life! You keep sleeping with men. Does that mean you bring them into this house? My house?" She clutched her chest. "Or do you meet them somewhere else?""No, ma, I didn’t bring any man here," I struggled to say those words."Then how did you get pregnant? Pregnancy is not something you eat with your meals! If you didn’t bring a man here, then explain how this happened!"She was growing more impatient. Her hands flew at me, h

Mr. Osagie’s POVIt was my usual time to return home from the office. After parking my car in the compound, I stepped out and headed inside. Most evenings, my wife would be in the sitting room, waiting for me. But today, as I pushed open the front door, an eerie silence greeted me."Where have they gone?" I muttered, barely thinking. I assumed Ami was in the kitchen.“Darling!” I called out, walking toward the staircase. Deciding to go to my room first, I dropped my suitcase and then headed to my wife’s room. I tried opening her door and it was locked. That was unusual. The only time I didn’t receive a warm hug from her was when she wasn’t at home. Frowning, I went downstairs and checked the kitchen. No one was there, and the quietness felt unsettling.“Ami!” I called, making my way to her room. Knocking firmly, I repeated, “Ami?” No answer. Was she ignoring me? Pushing the door open, I stepped inside, only to find the room empty."Where could they have gone this evening?" Reaching in

Mrs. Osagie's POV“What am I seeing?” I gasped, staring at the pregnancy test strip in my hand. My heart pounded as I tried to process the result. It was still early morning when I ran out of my room, barely dressed, and banged on my husband's door.“Darling, wake up! Wake up! Our prayers have been answered!” I kept knocking frantically. Within seconds, the door swung open. My husband stood there, eyes still heavy with sleep.“Look!” I held the strip up to his eyes.His gaze sharpened. “Are you pregnant?” he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.“I can’t say for sure. Come with me, I have another testing strip. You do it yourself,” I said, grabbing his hand. My excitement was stronger than his balance, making him stumble as he followed me into my room. I hurried to my wardrobe, pulled out a new test strip, and handed it to him. He tore it open, and I led him to the bathroom.“Here,” I said, pointing to the container of my urine. He stepped forward and dipped the strip inside and we

Ami's POVWhen I heard the word documentation, I thought they were just going to take my name and other basic information. But at the baby care center, it meant something entirely different. I followed Jovita into a small room, much smaller than the others. The first thing that caught my attention was a large red cloth covering an entire wall. Where I came from, such a display usually meant something related to divination. There was only one chair in the room. Jovita sat down and asked, “What has Idara told you since yesterday? This is the first place you should have come before even resting your head. But since you arrived late and came from far, I decided to let you rest instead of stressing you with your pregnancy.” She paused, looked at me, then continued.“Now, back to my question. What did Idara tell you yesterday?”“Ma, she didn’t tell me anything.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”“Okay then. In that case, I want you to take off your pants.”For a moment, I thought I had misheard her.