Ngozi Lovelyn Stories Life Chronicles
My secret about to kill me – the child my husband thinks is his son, my boyfriend wants him back – part 7
So I remained seated, trying to understand what was going on in his mind.
“You used to rob my back whenever I’m eating. Where has that kind gesture gone to?” he asked, fixing a look with me
That was when I noticed that my husband missed me terribly. He missed his wife, his lover, his friend, his bestie, his chatmate and his gossip mate. We had a lot we to chat that night.
Though I was enjoying the moment, but I was still unsettled. I wasn’t the pregnant one, so he could still wake up the next morning and decides not to look at my face again, like he did when Grace came newly. So, I prepared to enjoy the moment but not get too carried away.
And that was when my story changed.
I started having stomach upset.
So I told him that, I wasn’t feeling so good, that I needed to use the toilet.
And he said Ok.
As I was about heading to the toilet, something hooked me in my stomach and I fell to the floor.
He rushed and held me, asking if I was Ok.
I told him that I don’t know what was happening to me, but I still needed to use the toilet.
I had never been pregnant before, so I never knew that, it was part of the symptoms.
When I came out, I saw how worried he looked.
“Can you manage it this night? First thing tomorrow morning, we are heading to the hospital” he said, caring so deeply.
He took me to the room and asked me to lie on the bed
When I reminded him that, I already lost the privilege of sleeping on the bed, he said, the bed is big enough and can contain the 3 of us.
“And besides, you are not feeling too well, I won’t be comfortable allowing you to sleep in that parlour, alone”
My heart was warmed up as I felt his love and kindness, again. My husband loved me so much, it pained my heart that I couldn’t give him a child. I couldn’t stop sobbing silently.
My mind did not even scratched that, it could be pregnancy that was making me feel off.
I had always thought that, the first sign of pregnancy was, vomiting. I never knew that, it differs. Women react differently to pregnancy.
Grace couldn’t control her emotions. Her anger was showing all over her.
My husband cuddled me, patting me to sleep. So I finally slept in his arms. I couldn’t tell what she did later, on whether she left the bed for us.
Because when I woke up, she wasn’t on bed. She was in the parlour.
Immediately I woke up, my husband insisted I get ready for the hospital, after inquiring how I was feeling.
I told him that, I was feeling ok, that I don’t see the need of going to the hospital anymore. He insisted that I obey him.
So I didn’t object again. I entered the bathroom, took my bath and got ready
