My Life After I Decided To Conduct DNA Test On My First Son – part 6
After I snatched her phone, I looked at her face, to understand why she was preventing me from having a hold of it.
Unlike her, she never hid her phone from me. And I also knew her password.
But after looking at her face, I saw her panting from the little struggle she just encountered.
I then, rushed the phone to open it, and was surprised she has changed her password.
I tried pressing the password, still did not open.
I then, calmed down and carefully inserted the digits, but still can’t open it.
“Prisca, what’s your password?”
“I don’t know it” she said and walked out of the room.
“Prisca?” I called angrily
She stopped and asked me why I’m shouting…that I’m making noise
Just then, my last child started crying. The way I called his mother’s name got him scared and he started crying. She then, entered the room and started patting him to stop crying.
But I still wasn’t having it. She must open the phone.
I went to her in the room, demanding she open the phone, but she continued playing deaf ear and my harsh behaviour got my 2 legitimate kids to start crying. She drew them to her body and started pacifying them.
She was using them to distract me from getting her password.
And then her phone started ringing. The number was saved with, Pelele and I suspected it was from the person she was talking to earlier.
She stood in a challenging manner, requesting I give her the phone, to answer the call.
But I still held it, as it continued ringing.
“Give me my phone, let me answer the call” She got very serious, looking nervous, demanding that I give back her phone.
I wanted to answer the call, but I figured the person may disconnect it, once he hears my voice.
So, I gave the phone back to her
And she collected it, answered it and told the person she would call him back later.
And quickly disconnected it and this was the last straw that broke the camel’s back.
And I ordered her to leave my house that night….. do not stop reading…continue below
