MY WIFE, MY NEMESIS
CHAPTER 17
“Angel…can I kiss those inviting lips? They’re doing unexplainable things to my core.” Lanre announced and I choked.
The spoonful of pap I’d put in my mouth went down the wrong pipe. The spoon I was supposed to return into the bowl of pap fell down to the floor. Its loud sound on the floor made me jumped back in fright. Lanre was by my side immediately. He placed his hands on my shoulder as he crouched over my head.
“Angel…are you okay? Why are you this startled? Is kissing me that appalling to you?” He asked me gently. I tilted my head upward and saw the hurt in his eyes. I felt sorry. I was about to talk when he started moving in slowly to find my lips, with his. I flinched and he staggered back.
“Angel…” He mouthed painfully. I comported myself and cleared my throat.
“Lanre, I’m so sorry. I just feel like this isn’t the right thing to do. I’m married.” I pointed out the fact to him as if he had no clue about it.
“Married? You called that marriage? A loveless marriage whereby you’re not even wanted. Whereby the so called husband is trying hard to get rid of you? Are you serious right now?” He said frustratedly. I sighed deeply.
“No matter what, I’m still married to him. You’re a very good guy, you deserve something serious and better. I can’t give you anything serious. As long as I have his ring on my finger, I can’t start anything serious. Please, I don’t have the mind to be playing you, you deserve better.” I explained to him solemnly. His face was sullen.
“The ring is removable, isn’t it? I’m not saying you should play me, and I’m not planning to play you either. Remove the ring and let’s live our lives. He’d even be grateful that you’re freeing him now.” He stated firmly. I shook my head disapprovingly.
“It’s removable but it can’t be done that quickly. There are procedures to follow.” I tried to persuade him.
“Those procedures are simple if you’re ready to get it done. Why are you being hesitant? Wait, don’t you have any feeling for me at all?” He asked me the last question, with hurt in his eyes.
“Please calm down. It’s not that I don’t have any feeling for you. I like you. I mean, you’re cool, handsome, hardworking, kind, nice and all, you’re definitely every woman’s dream and I know that. I just want to sort out my feelings first. I want to know whether I actually love you or just like you. You know they’re two different things. If I do not sort them out properly, you might end up getting hurt. I don’t want to hurt you. So, please, give me time to decide.” I explained to him gently. He looked a bit relaxed.
“Hun! Okay, that’s understandable.” He agreed and I offered him a small smile. He smiled back at me gently and I was glad we were cool. He glanced at my bowl of pap and spoke up.
“Should I go warm that up for you? It seems it has gotten cold.” He pointed out thoughtfully.
“No. I actually need to take my leave now. Do you mind if I ask for a flask to pour it in and take it along?” I inquired.
“You’re leaving? I thought you’d be spending the night here? Is it because of what just happened? You know I won’t touch you without your consent, there’s a spare room you can sleep in. You’re safe.” He said persuasively.
“No, that’s not the point. I know you won’t hurt me. I just don’t want to spend the night out again today. I will come back to your hospital for my treatment tomorrow. So, you’d be seeing me tomorrow unfailingly.” I told him. He was reluctant to let me go but he later accepted and packed the pap into a flask for me. He took me to Darlington’s mansion in his car.
I insisted he dropped me off at the front of the gate instead of driving into the compound to avoid unnecessary drama. I went inside and met my husband in the living room. He looked very pissed off. He attacked me with questions as I stepped into the living room where it seemed he’d been waiting.
“Someone brought you home? Blessing, a man brought you to your husband’s house? Who just dropped you off? Where have you been since morning? Where did you go to? What did you do there?” He asked me breathlessly. I rolled my eyes. I wondered what was wrong with him.
“Which of your many questions do you want me to answer first?” I asked him gently with a small smile. He sneered at me.
“All of them. All of those questions, Blessing. You’re my wife, you are a married woman for crying out loud. How could you be following another man around? Where’s your dignity? Have you no dignity as a married woman?” He replied me exasperatedly.
“Married woman? Oh, yeah, I’m actually a married woman. But this married woman’s husband doesn’t care whether she go out or come home. She knows her husband would even prefer she goes out and never returns. Her husband doesn’t care whether she d.i.es or get lost…This sudden pretense is just what I don’t understand.” I stated firmly. He ran his hand through his thick hair and inhaled sharply.
“Why’d your husband prefer you go out and not return? Why’d you think this is a pretense?” He asked me frustratedly. I scoffed in annoyance.
“That question should be from me to you. You know the reason better.” I replied him flatly.
“The main topic of discourse here is, who brought you home? Are you cheating on me? How could you do that? You’re cheating and the man has effrontery to bring you home?” He inquired and furrowed his eyebrows sadly.
“Why are you so concerned about my movement? Shouldn’t you even be happy about that? If I’m cheating, that means, I’d free you soon. Didn’t you say you want me out of your life? I’m starting to think about letting you go.” I replied him begrudgingly.
He clenched and unclenched his jaw. It was obvious he was trying hard not to snap at me. He rubbed the bridge of his nose with a finger and exhaled deeply.
“How is your health now? Did you get yourself treated? Hope you’re much better now?” He asked gently and I was taken aback. The Darlington I knew hardly talked gently. That’d be the first time he’d firstly stopped our bickering.
“Yeah, I’m fine now. Thanks. So, as I was saying, I’m starting to think about my life,I don’t want to rui.n my life completely. I think we should actually let go of each other.” I replied him lowly. He was shocked. He opened and closed his mouth for few seconds before he could finally produce some meaningful words.
“You should go and eat. I prepared white rice and fresh fish stew for you. I made it by myself. I hope you will enjoy it.” He informed me solemnly and walked away. My mouth was agape.
I couldn’t process the information he just gave me so I quickly called upon Kate, our housekeeper to inquire about what was happening in the house.
“Yes madam, Oga prepared the food all by himself. He called the cook to teach him and he did everything. He even prepared custard for you this morning before you went out. The food is still there on the dinning table, he sat in the dinning hall for many hours, waiting for you. He hasn’t eaten too.” Kate revealed to me and I was surprised. I dismissed her.
“My husband cooked for me? Darlington that doesn’t know how to cook, asked the cook to teach him just so he could cook for me?” I wondered inwardly and a smile crept on my face.
“What does this mean?” I asked myself aloud and my heart skipped a beat. I placed my palm on my chest and could feel my heart breathing faster than normal.
“What???”
TO BE CONTINUED
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