January 22, 2017 – Shock As Barren Woman Gets N25Million Cheque From Husband Who Impregnated School Daughter
My Husband Impregnated My School Daughter, Gave Me N25Million & Travelled Abroad…. Please Help
My name is Ladun. About eight years ago, I got married to Wande who is 10 years older. Life has been beautiful with Wande. Even till now, I don’t know if a man like him exists. He treats me like his greatest treasure. Even when we had cause to argue, he would never raise his voice or assert his role as my husband; instead he would drive the point home in a most subtle manner.
We stuck together like two peas in a pod, preferred to be in each others’ company and could never have enough of each other. Time passed, but I never got pregnant. I began getting really worried in the third year of our marriage.
However, Wande was unperturbed and had this soothing way of calming my fears. Our parents/siblings didn’t complain either; they only wished us well assured that eventually the babies would arrive. After the fifth year and still no signs of pregnancy, I became very uncomfortable and unhappy. But as usual, my darling husband was there for me, ever loving, ever considerate. He even showed more love and I just decided to be thankful for a wonderful husband and wait on the Lord.
Two years ago, while on holidays abroad with my husband, I stumbled on my school daughter. It was a most beautiful reunion. A few months later, she stayed with us when she came to Nigeria and told us of her plans to relocate back to Nigeria. And we decided that upon her return, she could stay in our house till she was comfortable enough to get an apartment. We had two vacant rooms downstairs and I felt her company would be great. More so, Bimbo was such a sweet girl and a born-again Christian and so there was nothing to worry about. She relocated and moved in with us about a year ago, in February, 2016.
Aunty Dupe, Wande’s elder sister and the first child of their parents who stays with us anytime she’s in Nigeria, arrived about that time. She lives in Atlanta, Georgia, U.S., but comes to Nigeria about four times in a year. I had been very close to her since I was a child and admired her fiercely because she had this way of having her way and being in control of every situation even when it had nothing to do with her personal life. She played a huge role in getting Wande and I married and I remember my sister telling me she wanted her brother to marry a wife she could easily control and one who wouldn’t frown at her husband’s lavish spending on her.
And indeed, she got everything she requested from my brother as I was sure to encourage my husband. I also helped over-look her business on Saturdays. She didn’t like the fact that I had a beautiful young lady living with us and she complained to my husband who allayed her fears. By the second week, she became very friendly to Bimbo and they were all over each other. Aunty Dupe spent a longer time than usual this time as she was expanding her business and even got Bimbo involved. It was a very exciting time for us all. When she returned to the U.S.in May last year, Bimbo left about the same time and told us she had decided to take some short courses and would return at Christmas.
Early this month, I stumbled on my husband and Aunty Dupe having a heated argument on the phone. In my eight years of marriage, I never saw my husband wear such a look of horror as he trembled with rage. I didn’t understand what the argument was all about and as soon as he saw me, he switched off his phones and told me he was taking a walk. Later in bed, he made love to me passionately, told me I was the best thing that happened to him and the most important person in his life. It was most unforgettable.
When he returned from work the next day, he shocked me by giving me a cheque of N25,000,000 (twenty-five million naira). I can’t even remember ever having a third of that in my account. I was too overwhelmed with joy. He then announced to me that he had to travel out of the country that night on an urgent business trip. Strangely, he told me not to hesitate to call the police if anyone made me feel uncomfortable in the house. I laughed it off as a joke and saw him off to the airport very happy.
The following night, Aunty Dupe arrived unannounced. And behind her was Bimbo carrying a baby. Before I could utter a word, Aunty Dupe told me haughtily that we now have a Wande Junior and I should prepare a nursery in the house. I didn’t need to be told Bimbo who wore a frown and avoided making eye-contact with me is the mother.
The trio has been in this house since the past 10 days. Aunty Dupe has made life hellish for me. She’s called me a barren and warned me severally that nothing must happen to Bimbo or the baby. It’s like a movie on Africa Magic Yoruba.
My husband is not calling but sends text messages first thing in the morning and late at night. The whole family is confused and I must confess, this is too much for me, too shocking. I can’t sleep at night.
I keep trying to figure out how it happened and why I should be treated this way by those I love so much. I’m going crazy. Do I leave the house for them? Please advise me.