Unfulfilled Love Promises (Part 2)

I never wanted to believe my eyes at first, Marcus my husband was dancing with a beautiful smile, with a look of joy in his heart, I looked at Sharon, and she looked back at me, she was also dumbfounded. I grabbed my bag, stood up, moved very far from the venue, began to throw up, my entire system was in disarray. Even Marcus didn’t know I was there, neither did he know that I saw him getting married. I didn’t know where to go from there, all I could do was sit beside a drainage in the estate where the wedding took place and cried profusely. Sharon ran after me, tried to calm me down, helped me into the car and we drove off to her house. On our way to her house, I kept on crying in abundance, my entire body system was thrown to so much disorder.

I remained mute till the next day. Sharon tried to talk to me and calm me, but I didn’t say a word. I remained at Sharon’s apartment till the next day. In the morning, Shaorn continued pestering me, but I couldn’t alter a word because I was still in shock. Not long enough, a call came through on my phone, it was Marcus, I ignored the call the first time, he called again, I ignored, and Sharon asked if she should pick, I still didn’t respond till the phone stopped ringing, he called the third time, Sharon wanted to pick without my permission and I told her to stop, took the phone from her, picked the call as if I knew what to say, I remained silent for some seconds, “hello Sugar, are you with me? He asked” I still didn’t respond because I was so dumbfounded. He was about to say “hello” again and I responded, I said I’m fine. I asked him how his trip went, and he said very ok, and that is why he actually had to call me. He told me he called to know how the weekend was without him, and he’s sorry for leaving me bored at home (still giving sweet talks as usual), tears rolled down my eyes again. He said he actually called to tell me, he won’t be coming back home yet, because he was supposed to arrive that day, that the business talk will extend for a little more days, probably a week more, that there was some misunderstanding that needed clarifications. I remained silent, and he asked again if I was ok, I told him yes. He wanted to keep talking, but I told him I put something on the fire in the kitchen and I couldn’t take my phone with me to the kitchen, so I have to hang up, so we ended the conversation.

After the call, Sharon asked if I was ok, I told her I’ll be fine. She asked what I planned to do, and I told her I don’t know yet that I just needed to get home first and relax. Shortly after that, I headed for my house. While I waited for the beast in disguise to come back home, many things popped up inside me. I began to ask myself questions, should I point a gun at him when he knocks on that door? Should I get a poison for him before he comes? Should I stab him to death while he is asleep? But none of this I was capable of doing. Should I tell him politely that accidentally, I was present at his beautiful wedding party? What would be his reaction If I do, apologize, tell me I’m sorry and everything will go on as usual? Am I supposed to inform my family members about what has happened? I cried, ran out of tears, sometimes, I laugh without anything to make me laugh, I was beginning to feel crazy, I had to stop crying when I got tired.

Somehow, I was able to put myself together, tried to put my grievances aside, and think of a way forward for me. I needed to know why he had to marry someone else, he has always showed me love, no suspicious calls ever came through on his phone, never seen any disturbing message, or probably he was just too smart, or I was just so gullible to notice anything. So I decided to pretend I know nothing and continue to play the fool he has always seen me to be, act like I’m in a movie and play along with him.  I spent six good days to draw out my plan, but I needed Sharon to help me execute some of the plans, thank God his new wife is Catherine’s (Sharon’s friend that came with her to my house) family. But as for my lovely wedded husband, I already planned how to deal with him without mercy. On Sunday afternoon, at exactly 1:45pm, the door bell rang, when I opened the door, it was my darling husband.

Stay tuned for the next episode…………..

Written by Tolani Olanrewaju