MY WIFE, MY NEMESIS
CHAPTER 3
“Hey, hello! Where is that going to, madam?” I asked in utter disbelief as my wife set down the dishing plates on the dinning table and removed their lids.
“Into your stomach, of course! Where else would it go to?” She replied me with her annoying smile and I frowned.
It was a Monday morning and we’ve moved into my mansion, after a two days sour honeymoon. The mansion was the one I’d been keeping for an untouched, classy and sophisticated queen who’d be my wife, not knowing it’d finally be desecrated by someone as low as Blessing. I was seated at the dinning room, begrudgingly waiting for breakfast when she came in with her loads of rubbish as usual.
“Holy cow! What in the world is this? What’s the meaning of this, madam? Who is this meant for?” I asked as i peered at the mountain of eba and okro soup she brought as my breakfast.
“You prepared eba and okro soup for me as breakfast? What a breakfast! Is your poverty-stricken brain no longer working? How will I eat such, this early in the morning?” I spat out exasperatedly.
“Oh hubby, this is what my body desperately ask for, this morning. I went through a lot to get the ingredients to prepare that okro soup o. It will be very delicious, trust me.” She said and smiled sweetly again. I chuckled dryly.
“Oh, wow! Tell me more about it. This is what your kind usually crave for, right? I’m amused. Well, I guess I need to understand that your poor body will find it difficult to adapt to the luxurious living you’re getting from being my wife, considering the fact that you’re from a wealthless background. No wonder you were so keen on becoming my wife. Now, I understand why you’d gathered fat in the wrong parts of your body, your cravings are ugly just like your face.” I threw shades at her outrightly.
I knew her face wasn’t ugly and she’d gathered fat in the right parts of her body but I decided to be petty to get back at her partly for all she’d done to me. And that was even nothing compared to what she’d done to me, so I felt good, making her feel bad.
“Oh my! I didn’t know even abundant wealth can be useless untill I met you. Why didn’t your father use his wealth to buy maturity for you? You’re so immature, and you look pathetic right now.” She said calmly and I saw red.
“Eh en… So, it was poverty that bought maturity for you? No wonder you’re brazenly refusing to abandon poverty and your low, classless lifestyle, even though I am trying so hard to repackage you with my money. I feel sorry for you. You seduced me because of my money yet your poverty-stricken brain won’t allow you to make better usage of it. You’re pitiful.” I retorted and felt great I was able to produce such heavy comeback.
“Your father’s money, you mean? Can’t you see you’re the pathetic one here, you sha.m.eless daddy’s boy. Well, since you’re accusing me of not knowing how to properly use your money, let me add to our rules. The fifth rule, you must put me on a monthly allowance of #500,000. Since I’m married to a rich daddy’s boy, I shouldn’t lack money at all. I need to spend money on myself and be presentable.” She informed me with her annoying smile again. I scoffed.
“Whether it’s my father’s money or mine, I’m very much better than you. I have money to spend without having to threaten anybody for it, unlike you, who is even ready to be beaten and get insulted, just for some peanuts. I see you’re finally showing your true colors… Worry not, I shall shove the money you’re desperately suffering for, in your face every month, to let you know who has the upper hand here. You won’t collect it for long, anyways.” I sneered at her and took my briefcase, ready to walk out.
“Thank you for your cooperation. Don’t worry about not eating this breakfast, i’ve already packed extra two wraps of the eba for you as your lunch. And I’ve put the lunchbox in your car. You can microwave the okro soup whenever you’re ready to eat it. You will even enjoy it better when the eba has become cold.” She informed me and sat down to start eating. I was infuriated.
“You better come and remove that rubbish you called lunch from my car before i descend on you this minute, you annoying sh.i.t!” I screamed at her exasperatedly but she laughed and started eating. She was really getting on my nerves and I couldn’t wait to just get rid of her and not see her anymore.
TO BE CONTINUED
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