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When A Woman Cheats - Episode 22


When A Woman Cheats - Episode 22

What sort of mother would honestly not
want to hear my side? How many times had
I gone to her crying over the abuse? How
many times had she ignored the bruises on
my body. She called me an adulterer. Yes I
had cheated but I had my reasons.
 I had
tried to explain that the reason I had
cheated was because I found love.
 A woman
cheats not for vengeance but because she
has connected with someone emotionally
and has fallen in love. A woman cheats
when she has closed the door to her heart
for her other partner. I wanted her to
understand but she had shut me out.

I realised that for my mother I was just a
means to a good life;an investment and it
was my prayer I never became that to Alex. I
knew my father was probably turning in his
grave knowing that his wife had turned her
back on her only child. I turned to head back
to the house and then stopped. There he
was standing there. He had this look. A look
I had seen once. A look that had made me
feel a bit of attraction to me. He moved

He was in cargo shorts and a white tight t-
shirt. His feet were clad in flip flops making
me look at my bare feet. I loved the feel of
the ocean under my bare Feet. He reached
me and then reached out his hand. A stray
strand of the peruvian that I had plaited was
in my eye. He psuhed it back.
"New look?" He said.

I smiled. "I wanted something different," I
said suddenly feeling shy.

He grinned. "You look good."


"Your wonderful second in charge told me
where to find you."

I laughed at his description of Rosy. She
could be quite protective.

"How long did it take you to get her to
reveal my location?"

"Long enough. I had to convince her am not
here to kill you."

I laughed. He smiled then looked over my

"The sunset is beautiful...it is worth it."

I looked over my shoulder as the sun dipped
into the ocean. "It surely is."

I turned back to him. He got my hand and
pulled me closer. Without warning he
plantes his lips on mine. I didn't resist. Part
of me had expected it. It wasn't explosive
like Oscar's kisses but it was sweet and calm
but full of emotion; unspoken emotions.
He pulled back and looked searchingly into
my eyes. "I have wanted to do that for years
but I owed my loyalty to Caleb. Despite all he
did and was he was good to me once."

I nodded but didn't take my eyes off him.

"Caleb is dead," he said after some silence. "I
came to get you for his funeral and to
prepare you for the backlash."


"She is behind bars. Thanks to some well
connected people. She was caught as she
was trying to forge Caleb's signature on a
false will that she and Bupe wrote."


He nodded. "He was her accomplice when it
came to dealing with Caleb. She promised
him a cut of Caleb's wealth."

I looked at him in confusion.

"Bupe helped Diane get juice extractes from
them and stored it somewhere far and well
on days that Diane wasn't home to
administer the poison he would add it to
Caleb's water or drinks."

My heart sank. I felt a shiver pass through
me. I would have been dealt with realisation
hitting me had I not left as per instruction.

Diane was ruthless and I had no idea that I
had never seen that."

"Bupe sang like a canary when the experts
lied to him that Diane had confessed that he
wa behind the whole thing."

"How did you connect him to it all?" I asked

"The housekeeper mentioned to me that she
had seen Bupe sneaking around to see
Diane on a few occassions which raised my
suspicions so I told Edward....he is an old
aquaintance. He helped organise the right

"Poor Caleb," I thought.

"Yes, poor Caleb.Now let us head back. We
have an early flight tomorrow. As the widow
for the late Caleb Chibuye your presence is

To Be Continued


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