Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 14
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Westley harshly sent Apollo, the driver packing. He laid him off immediately.
“I would have got you arrested for defiling my matrimonial bed, but I won’t. The only punishment I have for you is withholding your salary and the promise I made to you last year. No more ten million naira, no more a house for you! I don’t ever want to see you here again! Leave! If you want, you can leave with your lov-er!”. Westley snapped at Apollo, pointing back at me. Apollo knew that no man would accept a man like him close by, not after realizing that he slept with his wife. Westley had already pushed me out to stay in the guests’ quarter, giving our matrimonial bed to himself and Jasmine. Pastor Fred couldn’t talk to Westley. He was dumbstruck all through the scene he watched. Mama pleaded with me to follow her to her place but I refused.
“I still love my husband. I can’t leave my family for another!”. I cried on Mama’s shoulders. Mama couldn’t help it. She wept sorely.
“I wish all these never happened. I wish you told me first before relating it to your friends. I can’t believe it was jasmine I saw.” Mama heaved heavily and shrugged in dismay. While I was still weeping and sulking, Apollo walked up to us gently. He bent over and sighed heavily. He raised his head and looked at my swollen face.
“I’m sorry for everything. Remember that day, it wasn’t my fault. I tried stopping you. I begged you to stop! You know I tried but you insisted”. The tears he has been trying so hard to hold gently strolled down his cheeks.
“You should have been the biblical Joseph who fled from Potiphar’s wife! You wanted it, now see where it has landed you! A man who cannot control his the adamic scepter in-between his thigh is like a careless hunter who mistook his head for an animal and shot himself to death! You’re a disappointment, young man!”. Mama stormed at him pitilessly. He wiped the dripping tears with the hem of his shirt.
TO Be Continued
