Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 18
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“I’ve really gone through hell for the past ten years. I have lived like a fugitive outside my father’s affluence. I’m the only son of my father and he left me his legacy before he passed on. His brothers bribed the family lawyer and collected the original documents of his properties and lied to the court that I wasn’t my father’s child.
Just two weeks ago, the lawyer sent for me and confessed everything which I recorded. I can’t appreciate God enough how everything turned this way. Genevieve, I won’t let you suffer. I will lay my life, everything I have, to make sure you and the child are well Cared for..”. Apollo sighed heavily and held my hands.
“Apollo or whatever you’re called, leave my friend alone! Have you not done enough harm already? You slept with your boss’s wife and got her pregnant and still shamelessly coming around her after she has lost her marriage and family! You can keep enough money for her to take care of herself and the baby, but stay away! You think your money can resolve everything you’ve damaged?”. Lola thundered aggressively. Apollo took a deep breath.
”i accept my wrong, yes, I was wrong. But Westley was the wrong here! He has starved her enough! What’s making money for the family while the marriage is paralyzed? Who then are you making the money for? There are things Westley does I can’t say! Of course I won’t use the loophole to spill the little secrets! He needs to go and study what marriage is all about! Marriage is not about “I’m old enough” or “I have the capital”, marriage is more! I have had enough of these insults! I’m a man, ok? I can’t leave Genevieve, not even what you say can change that!”. With those words, Apollo stormed out of the parlour to the kitchen. I was too tipsy to respond to Lola to mind her business. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t think right. I felt like throwing up. I heard Apollo’s voice from the kitchen reminding me of the drugs he got for me.
TO BE CONTINUED
