Perfect marriage episode 21

PERFECT MARRIAGE 💍
Divorce Agreement.

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✍️Sha Ron ✍️

Episode 21.

🌷SAM🌷
I woke up weak and my wh0le body ached, I will probably get a sore throat soon because it hurts and my head bangs.

The lights are on so I forced myself out of the bed and wobbled outside, there seems to be no other person present except me.

“Eva?” I called and the waves brought my voice back to me, I was greeted by dead silent.

“What’s happening?” I mumbled and went into the kitchen, I sighed vehemently when I didn’t hear anything.

I came back into the parlor and checked the time, OMG, it’s midnight and what did I even do all day?

I knew there’s no point calling out to anyone because I am alone in this big house, I might as well boil water for bathe and know if I will get an improvement in terms of my weak and aching body.

The last thing I remember is going to a bar with Deborah and she told me the best way to forget my sorrow is taking a sip of alcohol.

I have confided in her for two weeks now concerning my company’s bankruptcy and some other issues like my bank accounts freeze and my brokenness.

She has been good with advising and paying my bills at every drink I take and she has taken me to quite a lot of club houses and beer parlours.

I realized she’s kind of right, every time I go out with her and get tipsy, I forget my worries and sorrows and… well, everything.

Debbie said she has been depending on alcohol to keep herself in check, forget that she ever married and live life to the fullest.

Well then, I got a partner in crime… I can’t believe my personal assistant could ever in her wh0le life dupe me, after everything I did for her…

And to think that I almost broke my marriage because of her, I am lucky to have Eva, if not, it would be all over for me now.

The thoughts are coming back and I hate it, I need a bottle of whiskey to calm my nerves and put my mind at rest.

I know for sure that I can’t find anything alcoholic in my house, Eva doesn’t condone that…

Come to think of it, where did she go? I haven’t even seen any of my kids around lately and Mama was here.

“How come no one told me their whereabouts? Or perhaps I’m not in my house again” I wondered.

I picked up my phone and dialed my Eva’s number and MTN received it with a request for voicemail instead.

“Sweetheart, I have missed you… I guess you guys went to the hospital and am sorry I am not there with you… Promise to make it up to you, I love you” I sent her a voicemail.

When I considered that too weak to get a reply from her, I sent her a text. “I can’t wait to have you in my arms again, Sweet Eva. Please, reply when you see this… I love you, always”.

I returned to the kitchen to fetch my boiling water, I took a quite bathe and went to bed a new man. Fresh, clean and a lot better.

🌷DEBBIE🌷
Am certain Eva or anyone else is not in the house because I saw her leave last night, which is the reason why am standing at their gate looking around to make sure no one is spying.

My daughter has gone to spend time with my sister as usual, only I deliberately sent her off this time because of her suspicious attitude.

I know the kind of daughter I have, smart and mischievous when the need arises. Only she knows nothing about the real thing between me and her father just like the rest of the world.

One true fact about her father and me is that I am the one who loves him, he doesn’t care from the very beginning.

I recall each and every day how it all started, I was about my daughter’s age and I was a billionaire’s last child of three children, a boy and two girls.

Gregory’s father was our gardener, he comes to stay with him during holidays and I fell in love with him, I eloped with him because my parents were against us.

But that is after the month I celebrated my nineteenth birthday years back, we went to his maternal grandmother old house.

As more like tradition, though I left my parents, my father still loved me so much that he still pays money into my account and he accepted me when I went back.

That’s seventeen years ago when I had Benny, he rented a house for me, that was when I have given Gregory all my money and he went abroad.

I hoped for a bright future with him and our lovely little angel as he fondly calls our daughter but that is a dream that will never come through.

We never got married, word has it that he’s married to a white woman. It was a big blow because even as I stand at my neighbor’s gate, I still love him.

He didn’t care, he wanted to take our child but with my father’s wealth and affluence, he was forced to sign an allegiance to keep away from her legally.

But, that is one thing he never did though he never came to take her as before, he comes all the way from America to Lagos during each of her birthday’s to wish her well.

It hurts but I had to let go, forcing myself on him is something that I find hærd to do and preventing him from seeing her will ar-use her suspecting that her parents are not together.

The only thing I guess she believes though people gossip about it is that we are married and happy, he does business abroad while I have my business here in Nigeria. Funny.

As smart as she is, I know she must have figured it out on her own but she hasn’t confronted me yet, she’s probably waiting for me to tell her.

I owe her the explanation and I will do just that soon, for the meantime, I want to quench the fire burning in me.

I want a man, I am done keeping myself chaste and dreaming of a future that will never come.

Eva is a good woman, Sam is an awesome partner and best father and they have done nothing but be good to me and my daughter.

They accepted us as family and we have shared good and bad moments together for the few years we have lived together as neighbors.

I feel bad that finally I want a man and I find Sam attractive, and as ugly as it looks, I feel no difference from Potiphar’s wife.

I have wrongly advised him when he confided in me as a friend and I only had a selfish interest in mind, I must grab the opportunity.

A beep on my phone brought me to the reason why I’m there and I checked the time, it’s approximately three in the morning and I have to be fast before it’s too late.

I can’t afford to miss this opportunity. Luckily, the gate opened when I gave it a light push and I have to pray Eva left the doors open as well when she left last night.

“Eva, sorry about this… You are good but I can’t help it now, I pray you find happiness after everything,” I shook fear off and braced up.

I am very fortunate, the front door was unlocked and I went in and closed the door, I lifted the bottle of alcoholic drink I had with me and smiled at the mission ahead.

I have been here many times so I know exactly where to find him, his bedroom or… Yes, I heard him snoring and I knocked.

I waited but got no reply so I pushed myself in,side and watched him sleeping for a while, I’m not in the mood for fantasizing so I went close to him and shook him.

He tumbled over the bed and pulled the sheets up to his face as if he knew another presence is in his bedroom.

“Samuel?” I tapped him on his right arm which he threw over the sheets sleepily.

“Eva… not tonight,” he whispered and it was backed up by a heavy yawn before he settled back to sleep.

“Sam?” I called closely to his ear and pinched him hærd on the arm.

“Gosh!” He muttered and sat upright on the bed, he rubbed his eyes in response to the sleep within and the fatigue that comes with it.

The surprise that registered to his face when he looked at me and found out it’s not his wife came quick and flee in a twinkle of an eye but I saw it.

“How are you feeling, buddy?” I asked joining him on the bed and pushing the drink to his hands.

“Deborah, you…” He looked at the wall clock “it’s still too early in the morning, how did you come… here?” He’s too amazed at how possible that could be.

“Forgive me for interrupting your sleep, I was lonely and needed someone to talk to so I came over and knocked but got no reply, I helped myself in,” I said with a shrug.

“Oh, that… I sleep way…”

“If you want me to leave, I will, I mean…”

“No, don’t worry. You gave me your time when I needed it most and I will be damned if I ask you to go, we can talk,” He said with a faux smile.

“We can talk in your parlor if…” I started with decency while I have a poisoned mind.

“If you want… Anywhere you feel good for us to talk, no arguments” he said raising the bottle of alcohol to my face. “Nice” he cheered.

“Oh, yeah, it is… Hope you don’t mind getting tipsy, I talk better when I get hot in,side” I obliged as humbly and decently as I could not to get him upset.

“I’m in!”

Hilarious. The plan is working perfectly well and in a few minutes, I will eat the forbidden fruit and get going.

Sinner. Sam easily gets drunk and he never remembers anything that happens when he does, not a thing and that is to my advantage.

No one will know if I play my cards well and leave when he’s still down. I have to exercise a little patience… Yep!

TBC.