Confessions With Ngozi Lovelyn
My Life After I Forced My Wife To Sleep With My Boss For Money
The love for money has driven many to an ever lasting peril, where gnashing of teeth has become a daily affair.
It all began after my boss, whom I used to believe was a man whose heart was made of gold infiltrated my family.
I was a clerk in one of the leading companies in Nigeria.
I was an OND holder. I couldn’t further my education because my brother, who was my sponsor had issues in his place of work. He was serving his master, who later accused him of stealing his money.
Though, my salary was somehow ok. I accepted the job, with hopes of making enough money to complete my education. But as days went by, my mind started moving away from education.
I began furnishing my brain with ideas of using the money I saved to start up a business.
But like a cliche says, tomorrow is always pregnant and has it’s own plans.
My girlfriend got pregnant. Hmm… it was a very tough situation.
I pleaded with her for an abortion, but she said..Never. That she won’t be terminating her child and that, if I deny her responsibility, that I won’t be seeing her nor the baby ever again and that, I shouldn’t even think of coming back later to claim the child, that it doesn’t work like that in her village. That for one to have access to his child, he must first have access to his mother, which includes marrying her and completing all the necessary rites.
She swore that she won’t allow me near my child and I believed she meant every words she said.
I knew her and how strong headed she could be.
I wanted not to give in to her demands, but I’m one of those men, who doesn’t like the idea of denying their child or denying responsibilities.
So I thought it wise to marry her, for the sake of my child.
So, the money which I was saving to start a life of my own came in handy. I got married to her traditionally and paid all the necessary things that was required on her head.
And that was how I got married, without having a reliable business and not having enough savings.
We kept relying and managing my salary.
Though my wife never complained, she was contented, but I wasn’t.
