Pregnant For My Husband’s Driver Chapter 44
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“Mama, you’re seriously asking me to return to Westley’s house? Mama,” Genevieve softly broke down.
“Genevieve my daughter, there’s no news of divorce in our lineage. You can’t be first! Let’s protect this family lineage, please”. Mama calmly beseeched her.
“what exactly have I done to you? You want to see me gone or what? I can’t believe you’re still holding strong to this! I recall vividly how my father treated you when he was alive. I remember countless times you defended him despite his ill attitudes towards you. Mama, I remember the day he threw a cup of hot tea on you! Look at your face, hand and back! The scars, Mama! I know he has never got you cloth, shoes or special gift! I know how this man throw words on you before his friends and make you look like you can’t cook, wash and clean! Mama you should have di3d! You endured roo much because you were protecting a family lineage? I have watched that man humiliat3 you several times. Was he not the one who deprived you from acquiring certificates from universities? You turned you into a housewife and gave you to his family members to wash-and-dry clean. Mama, that kan would take you out in beautiful cloth to deceive the public and make you wear rag at home! Mama, countless times you have posted your blissful marriage on social media, and had over one million followers because everyone admired your marriage without knowing it was fake! Mama you covered up too many things for him! Please, remind me where he di3d Incase you think I’ve forgot! He kicked the bucket in his concubine’s house!”. At that point, Mama allowed her tears flow down her cheeks.
“He willed everything to his concubine and son and had us thrown out after his demise! Mama, where’s what you were protecting? Mama show me what you were protecting all the years! It was in the street I grew up! It was under the scorching sun that you paid my fees! Where’s your sweat? Where are the fruits…..? Show me!”. Genevieve’s eyes were clouded. Mama broke down. She remembered the years. She felt the pains. She recollected the memories – the bitter memories. Mama wailed uncontrollably.
“Don’t force me to the do the things you did in your marriage! What works for you, Mama! Can never work for me! I’m done with Westley!”. Those were Gene’s words in finality. Everywhere became cold, Only the cries of Mama and Gene.
TO BE CONTINUED
