contract - Season 1 - Episode 13

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 13

“You brought me here!” Tobi pointed out
then realised what Joseph said. “No way.

No fricking way! Don’t even mention it. No
woman stays in my house for more than a
night. I can’t keep her for the remaining
months of her pregnancy!” Tobi whined.
“Why not. Your house is at the back of your
estate. It’s quiet, big, comfortable and has a
lot of food. It’s ideal for a pregnant woman.”
Joseph argued.

“But it’s my sanctuary. My own quiet place
away from all you annoying people.” Tobi
said stubbornly.

“It’s the best place for her. And I’m sure
you don’t like bad publicity.” Joseph replied.
“I’ll get Dera a puppy. She’s been pleading
for one but I don’t like animals running
around the house.” Joseph beamed at Tobi
who looked relief that his friend had finally
made up his mind.

“You dragged me here for nothing.” Tobi
complained.

“What are friends for?” Joseph asked. “Plus,
I’ve gotten myself a car.” Joseph
announced.

“Finally. You won’t be there to annoy me
every morning.” Tobi smiled triumphantly.
“I won’t have to. Pregnant women are
annoying enough.”

…
“Wow. Your house is… big.” Abena breathed
out as Tobi let her into his house with a
small frown on his face.

She clutched her luggage and handbag
tightly while staring at the house. The sitting
room was the first thing she saw, large
couches arranged neatly and a flat screen tv
and other gadgets were opposite it. There
was a glass centre table on an imported rug
and a chandelier hung in the middle. The
kitchen was not far off, and very close to
the stairs. There was another closed door
which she guessed to be the guest room. A
bar was at the other side of the sitting
room.

“Is it big? Looks okay to me. But its
understandable since you poor people are
used to small spaces.” He said rudely then
walked towards the stairs. She stared at his
back with her mouth hung open and then
she glared at him.

“This way.” He said before she could
respond. Burning with anger, she followed
him dragging her luggage noisily on the
stairs.

“Stop making noise with that thing.” He
barked.

“I wouldn’t if you would just help me carry
it. I’m pregnant you know.” She retorted and
when she didn’t get a response, she carried
on.

Fuming, he snatched the luggage from her
and walked towards the rooms on the
second floor.

She frowned at his behavior. He was just
smiling at her that morning, and even when
he dropped her at the hotel, he laughed and
made jokes. But when he came to pick her
up, he frowned and grumbled, snapped at
the smallest things and she was beginning
to get irritated. He was acting like it was his
time of the month.

She noticed him muttering some words
under his breath in anger and she moved
closer to him, straining her ears to hear
what he was muttering.

“Now I have to share my own house, my
house, with this annoyingly beautiful
pregnant woman…. can’t stop talking about
everything she sees… no peace and quiet
now. So unfair… all Joseph’s fault…” She
stopped listening and smiled.

He thought she was beautiful?
He was acting so childish, angry that he had
to share his house when the house was big
enough to fit a whole school.
It was his baby anyway. She rolled her
eyes.

Rich people.

He stopped in front of a door and opened it
widely. “This is where you’ll be staying.”