They say married couples at one point or another had the thought of killing their partner and since this lock down the thought has been reccuring more than they should. I have imagined putting oil on the floor and when he walks in he’ll slip and hit his head, or he slips in the kitchen and his tummy meets the sharpest knife, so many thoughts running in my head as to how my wonderful spouse will end up.
Don’t judge me, I used to love my husband, he could do no wrong in my eyes, matter of fact I had gotten lots of DMs from strangers on social media commenting on our love and asking me for tips on how to rekindle the love. My husband did not have to do the most to get my praises, he completely got me, our three kids are all in the university and so we pride ourselves as lucky parents. So why do I hate this man to the point of wishing him death?
Three years ago, I found out my former secretary’s six years old baby girl was for my husband, not only that, our maid who has been with us since our last child was born and who got married under us has two kids for my husband, she had passed them off to her husband, who found out that he was sterile and could not possibly father a child. Before the helps husband took his own life he came to the house and cried to me. I could not believe it, who was this man? I asked him and after two weeks of denying he accepted and told me about the secretary as well. Why would I stay with a man that hurt me this much?
Prenup, you see my husband not only has his own money but comes from a family with money and given my background his family had asked for a prenup, Here I was a go getter and here was this handsome man asking for my hand and I would have access to his wealth, so I agreed and grew to genuinely love him, what’s not to love when everything you ever want is given to you.
Even though I had my own thing going on, there was no way I could afford the lifestyle I was living without the help of my husband, so after so much begging and gifts I stayed, not because I forgave him or I wanted him anymore but because I had spent my youth with him and definitely wont walk out for those bitches to come get my pension, no way.
I found a way to make it work, I travel out a lot, and make the necessary appearance I had to make as his wife but I stopped sleeping with him and he started keeping his girlfriends and this time he was not putting much effort to hide it, and to be honest I could not care.
Now the President orders the state to be on lockdown and my husband and I are forced to stay in the same house longer than necessary. Sometimes I want to confront him and ask why he hurt me so bad, why he had to have three kids outside and hide it. The other day he was eating and I watched him take each bite and wished he would just choke, I hear him sometimes when he talks to his side pieces and when he laughs I want to go there and use my two hands and tear his mouth until I rip him apart but damn that Prenup!
It’s been three weeks with this man and now two more weeks have been added, I dont know if I can take this I might just damn the Prenup!