How My Friend Made Me Fall In love With Her Husband – part 3
Confession with Ngozi Lovelyn
But seriously, I swear, I already made up my mind to avoid her and the husband, until I figure out how to deal with the whole new feelings, but she was sick and I already promised that I would come to help.
So I told her yes, that I was getting ready to start coming out.
And she appreciated me and begged I help her buy some things from the market. That she was craving for Ogbono soup.
The price was supposed to be 6k, including transport, but the husband sent 10k.
And this extra money he added sweetened my heart on how thoughtful he was and my feelings for him started developing, even the more.
When I was buying the items for the soup, I was having this joy in my heart. The type a woman feels when she is buying the things she will use to cook for the man she truly loves.
I was busy selecting the very best, so that I don’t disappoint him.
Instead of not disappointing my friend, I was thinking not to disappoint her husband, so that he will be happy with me… Hmm…
This feeling and thoughts about him were enveloping my entire being.
After the shopping, I headed straight to their house.
My friend was lying down, but was getting a bit better.
Her husband was in his room, controlling his business with calls. Instructing his workers on what to do.
“I bought everything as you requested and even more than enough” I said, showing her
“Thank you so much bestie, I don’t know what I would do without you. You are a God sent”
And that statement brushed my heart as my conscience triggered.
And then, I scolded my heart to be still and swore to get the feelings under control.
Truly, I meant this.
I determined to get my feelings in caged, but as I turned to enter the kitchen, I faced the husband, who was making entrance into the room.
And I trembled.
I felt like, hugging him, kissing him, doing crazy things with him..
I fixed my eyes on him, as I remained frozen, feeling everything I was feeling for him.
“Hope the money was enough for you?” he asked
And I was slapped back to reality
“Yes, it was more than enough.” I replied, and whisked to the kitchen, in hasty steps
But did he notice something? Did he suspect something? Did he understand the look she flashed on him?
We are going to find out tomorrow at 3pm.
Keep up with her confession…….