jilted - Season 1 - Episode 22

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jilted - Season 1 - Episode 22

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?Ambrose POV
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I got her up the floor, removed my long sleeve shirt and wore it over her. Without a word, I leaded her outside while people clapped and murmured.

“What happened?” I asked when we got into the car.

“Mommy was at the mall, she fought me” She cried bitterly and I clenched my fists hitting it hard on my other palm.
So her mom publicly tore her clothe? That woman would have herself to blame today. I turned the key and drove out of the parking space.

“What did she say you did?” I asked trying as much as possible to respect street signs.
“Marrying you has always been my offence” She said throwing her neck over the chair.

We maintained silence until we got home. I took her inside the bedroom and patted her. She cried like a baby and it only added more fire to my anger. I made sure she slept in my arms then i drove down to her father’s house. I would tear that woman apart today.


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“What do you want? I didn’t give you my daughter remember? I can sue you” She fired holding the door and blocking me from stepping in.

“Sue me? For?” I hijacked the door and pushed her in. “I wouldn’t be too rude because you gave birth to that woman that gives me joy but i would have to warn you to stop embarrassing my family ” I pointed a finger at her face and she took few steps backward with a bulgy eyes.
“I have always known you to be a tout and useless child” She barked.
“And I have always known you to be a virago, look what your family have become because of your belligerence, Am sure your husband no longer sleep here, am very sure” I fired standing up to her.
She walked past me and flung the entrance door open “Now, get out and never return” she ordered and I smile walking towards her.
“Not until I am done, I go no where” I took the door and slammed it and she shivered, she knew I was in for business.
“Just look at what you did with Hanna’s life, don’t you feel ashamed?” I clapped at her face and she fell into the sofa behind her.
“Haira is who i choose to love and spend the rest of my life with. The next time you harass her whether publicly or private, I would pluck out your eyes” I bent over pointing my car key few inches from her eyes.
“Ambrose!”


?Hanna POV?
When I saw him, my heart beated, I remembered the sweet good times. I stood there and watch him fight my mom over Haira. I saw love in his eyes, Haira had won him over. I was not going to say anything until I saw him pointing a key so close to mom’s eyes and I was scared he would pluck them out if I didn’t interrupt.

“Ambrose!” I called out and he turned his head, still bending over and the key so close to mom’s eye.
he rise up and waved at me before shaking his index finger vigorously at mom like he was warning a child. He stormed out of the room and i followed instantly.

“Ambrose” I called out, he was going to open his car door when I caught up with him.
“Tell your mom to stay off my wife and everything that has to do with Haira, I will kill for Haira and I don’t care if the victim is your………..” I cut him short by throwing myself into his arm, I held his waist tightly and inhaled his smell.

“I miss you” I said when I finally let him go. I moved forward to kiss him and he threw his neck to the back.

“I miss you too baby” he said and i jumped in excitement, he still love me? OMG!
“I miss you been a parasite in my life, I miss smoking with you like yours, I miss wasting months of my life fooling around with you, I miss you hitting me when we have little misunderstanding, I miss you sleeping around and making your self subject of ridicule, I miss that drug addict hanna” he vomited and I almost collapsed.

“You better wake up, Haira is got me and you ain’t getting any chance of creeping in” he jumped into this car and I quickly held the door before he could slam it.
“I am changed, I love you Ambrose. I can’t get you off my mind please Ambrose” I knelt on the green grass pleading. He nodded and raised me up holding me to his body.
“Harlot, w---e, hooker, hoe, prostitute and what again? I miss no d--n thing about a public hole” he pushed me into the green grass and before I could stand and run up to him, he had driven out of the compound.
I rolled in the grass crying noisily and my mom came running.

“I love Ambrose I swear” I struggled with my mom as she tried to help me up from the grass.

“That boy isn’t worth beautiful ladies like you, he’s rude and am sure Haira is going through hell in his house” She said as she pushed me into the house.


?Haira POV?
When I woke up, he wasn’t in the house. I tried calling him but he left his phone in the house.

“Where would Ambrose go so late at night? He didn’t even tell me he would be going out” I said to no one in particular. I walked into kitchen and made coffee.
I had bruises on my neck, my mom tore me with her long artificial nails.
When I saw her at the mall, I decided to say hi but it didn’t work out well for her. She raised her voice calling me husband snatcher and a wicked child.

Phone cameras would definitely roll, since I became a music star i wouldn’t go around town without having to take pictures with people or even a live video. The few people that knew me there started murmuring and cameras started rolling. When I couldn’t take the embarrassment anymore,, I talked back at her and that earn me a slap. I decided to leave since it was becoming too messy but she pulled me back with my gown and it tore revealing my fine breast enclosed in a blue brazier.

“Am looking for this lady, chocolate skinned, pop corn lover, music freak, intelligent, good cook, sexy, black hair and an introvert where’s she? ” Ambrose’s voice cut short my thoughts. He walked into the dinning room where I was sipping my coffee.
“Am here but I am an extrovert now” I stood up and turned around, he was standing behind my dinning chair. He made me sit gently on the dinning table and he stood between my legs.

“You are somewhat, do you even have a friend?” he asked and I chuckled.
“Is this one husband? you don’t know your wife’s friend? Anyways, I do. She’s is in South Africa” I winked.
“She’s married?” he asked touching my bruised neck slightly.

“Yes but suffering domestic violence from her husband” I became sad instantly.
“Then let her use the law” Ambrose said.
“She’s scared to, she loves the guy. I have always advised her to sue him while I was single but immediately I got married, I had a different view. she has a son and no job. her husband is rich and influential, she’s scared she would be at the losing end if she sues him or divorce him. Moreover, do she come back here and start searching for a man after everyone know she’s married to a wealthy man?” I said looking into his dark eyes, unlike me, Ambrose was never shy, he love looking straight into my eyes when we talk.
“I think she should get a job first” He said as he moved away from me and took a sit on one on of the dining chairs.
“He has restricted her from working, men are just wicked” i said rolling my eyes away from his knowing fully well he was going to react to my last statement.

“Am I wicked too?” he asked with all seriousness and I quickly adjusted on the table.

“Hei baby, you aren’t. you have shown me love and supported everything I want just that, I am scared you would eventually leave me when this family issue becomes too hot for you” I said with a shaky voice and he smiled. He walked up to me and had my leg curl around his waist.

“Nothing is too hot for love to handle” he kissed my lips and I reciprocated.
“Come, let me show you what it means to be wicked” he turned his back at me asking me to climb on and I giggled as he carried me in his back towards the bedroom.

He dropped me gently on the bed and started teasing me.
“Here we go again” I breathed in when he s----d my left n----e through my singlet.
“Do you want it?” he kissed my ear and I frowned.

“I don’t even know” I responded.
“Let’s play a game, when you get my answers right I wouldn’t be wicked to you tonight but if you fail the first five , I would have you on a platter of Gold” he giggle and I licked my lower lips before I agreed.
“How many inches is my manhood?” he asked and we busted out laughing at once.
“1 failed, 4 to go” he said scratching his head for another stupid question I guess.
“What’s my favorite part of your body?” he asked and I dimmed my eyes a bit before answering

“My boobs” I knew I got that one right and he nodded.

“Favourite music?”
“Any d--n song from your f-----g sexy wife” I laughed and he kissed my neck.
“How do you make me do something for you?” he asked and I wondered if that was suppose to be a question.
“I don’t know, you give me whenever I ask so I guess all I have to do is ask” I said trying to hold back my m0an, his finger played with my c------s.

“Wrong again” he said and I frowned
“So what’s the answer now?”
“Stripe, Just stripe and I give to you that which you so much desire” he grinned.
“Now stripe!” he said ordering me to take off my p@anties and singlet.

“What?! what about the last question?” I protested.

“What difference does it make, you failed two already so just stripe” he said dragging the pant off my kneel.
“Ohhh you cheat” I threw a pillow at him.
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