contract - Season 1 - Episode 39

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 39

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“Calm down jare. I own the hospital,
remember?” He boasted cockily.
“How can I ever forget? You never fail to
remind me every time something like this
comes up.” She said, with a hint of
sarcasm.

“Anyway.” He rolled his eyes at her and
continued. “We moved it to one p.m. So get
ready and come and have breakfast. I got
the cook to come in and make us akara and
ogi. I’ll be waiting.” He said before standing
up and walking out of her room.

…
Abena walked down the stairs, her stomach
grumbling at the sight of the akara. She
could smell the aroma from her room.
“Are you ogling me or the food?” Tobi said,
breaking her thoughts.

Both, she wanted to say, but instead, she
rolled her eyes and walked towards the
table, stuffing her mouth with one.
“Good to know you observe table manners.”

Tobi said sarcastically, his nose scrunched
in irritation.

“Whatever.” She said while eating another
one and then she added sugar and milk to
her ogi. She sat down and continued eating.
“What happened to you this morning?” He
asked.

Abena’s mind went to the dream she had,
and the butterflies returned. Trying not to
appear nervous, she lifted an eyebrow at
him with the best poker face she could
manage. “What are you talking about?”
“You woke up late. You never wake up late.”

He pointed out, obviously oblivious to her
nervousness.

“Oh.” Memories of last night flooded her
mind. The sounds they made in the other
room. She had cried until she couldn’t cry
anymore, then she slept off, hugging her
pillow and whimpering.

“You were too loud.” She snapped, suddenly
angry at him, and that lucky model he
brought home the previous night.
“Who?” He gave an amused smirk, he
obviously knew what she was referring to.
“You and that bimbo of yours. You guys
were too loud.” She looked down at her
food, trying to control the anger that burned
in her.

Why was she angry anyway? They weren’t
together, he didn’t mean anything to her.
At least that was what she told herself.
“Sorry. I should have taken it to another
room far from yours.” He said, his
expression softening a little.

“You think? I mean, this house is huge. And
you own hotels everywhere. Why did you
have to do it right beside my room?” She
said, raising her voice.

“I apologized, gosh. Besides, it’s my house.
I’ll do what I want to do with it. If I want to
throw a d--n party, then I’ll do it.” He
snapped, his patience quickly running thin.
“Well then let me leave somewhere else.
You control a large part of real estate. Get
me another place. I never said I wanted to
live with you.” She complained.
“Abena. I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
He said.

“Why?” She screamed. “You could hardly
stand me, yet now you won’t let me go
anywhere else. Why? So you could keep me
awake while you bring girls over and f--k
them loud, not bothering about the fact that
I’m in the room beside you.”
He winced at her words and decided to
choose his words carefully. She was already
so angry, although that didn’t stop her from
angrily chomping on the akara.
“I’m just trying to look out for you. I don’t
want anything to happen to you.” He said
slowly.

“No. You don’t want anything to happen to
your baby.” She hissed, her tone was ice
cold.