jilted - Season 1 - Episode 65

4 years ago

jilted - Season 1 - Episode 65

Port Elizabeth, South Africa.

@Radisson blu hotel.

7th August.

?Ambrose POV?
We are done in Cape Town, I don’t think I and Haira want to go back there ever again.
It reminds us of betrayal, lust and the wickedness of man’s heart.
We saw few places in Cape Town before coming down to Port Elizabeth.
Her friend stays here and she would love to see her before we return to Nigeria mid next month.

“Ambrose!” She called out, we sat on a swing at the quiet part of the hotel, Her head stayed motionless on my chest.
“My love” I responded, I have been trying to get her back to her jovial mood.
“Would you still divorce me?” She asked softly, the wing blowing her long braids to my face.

“I never said I was going to do that” I kissed her hair.
“But…….But, you left Hanna when you discovered she slept with Donatus and fiks” She said with a shaky voice, I knew she was going to cry soon.
“Donatus raped you, Hanna did it willingly countless times. Hanna was a drug addict and a l£sb!an, she did an abortion for Donatus, She have done worse to me and my properties, I just couldn’t take it when Fiks and Donatus opened up to me” I told her, holding the swing chain with my right hand and rubbing her back with the other.
“What’s Donatus fate?” She asked.
“Jail, death, whatever!” I responded harshly and she jerk. Moving her head off my chest, she started into my eyes.

“He’s still your friend remember?” She said. I got pissed, whose friend?
“Do you even know what “friend” means? Friends got each others back, they stand up for each other, friends go to extra miles to save their friend. Donatus is nothing but an antagonist” I fired getting up the swing.
“Up baby, come have some rest” I swept her off her feet, she wrapped one hand around my neck and the other on my waist. I could feel her staring into my eyes, I looked straight and focused on where I was going.
“Just find some sleep, don’t do this to yourself” I kissed her forehead immediately I dropped her on the soft mattress.

“I want to talk to you Ambrose” She said holding my hand to her tummy.
“Go on baby” I pulled down, facing her directly.

“What happens if I don’t get to carry any child in here?” She asked rubbing my palm against her tummy.
“Don’t you have a womb?” I asked frowning.

“I do”
“Are your tubes blocked?”
“No”
“So what’s your problem? We are barely six months into our marriage and you are giving yourself headache over babies already? Was it because of the small fibroid the doctor saw in there? Just shut your mouth up and concentrate on giving us happy memories, don’t annoy me. If you still don’t get pregnant in another five years, we would go for surrogacy as long as your eggs are not dead” I said into her face and she shut her eyes slightly exhaling. I got out of bed and covered her up with the duvet before dashing out to get some liquor, she just ruined my mood with those crazy thoughts and talks of hers.

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