My Husband Went Holidaying With His Ex One Week Before Our Wedding
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Aunty Eya, my Traditional wedding took place last week Thursday. Last night while looking for spare keys in my husband's brief case, I bumped into an envelope of lovely pictures he took with his ex at the Ranch just a week to our traditional marriage. The same time he went to see his sick friend.
The Church and Registry weddings have been fixed, I am 35 and won't be daft enough to make any trouble. I will not give myself the trouble of confrontation ( That happens only on Cheaters). I am going to majestically wed him and then deal with him. He doesn't know who he is playing with. After giving my all. I am no longer interested in love, all I want with him now is to have kids. I don't want to have my children out of wedlock. I don't want to remain childless or to later get pregnant for a married man because of desperation.
One week to my traditional marriage, My fiancé asked to go visit a sick friend who just got back from treatment abroad and is recuperating at the Obudu Cattle Ranch in Cross River State. He travelled, spent two days with his sick friend and returned back. We continue to plan for our traditional wedding. We plan on a tight budget because I really didn't want him to feel pressured or go through stress with his finances. I cut down on a lot of things and even did away with some. I am not proud of the shoe I wore on my wedding day. My Best Friend wore even more expensive shoes than me the bride. When my girlfriend changed for the evening, I felt embarrassed for myself. I was so bent on saving costs, so much so that I didn't realize I actually bought cheap shoes, a cheap bag and cheap jewellery for my special day.
He was so happy on the wedding day, made me feel special and all but now I know all na wash. When you are faithful, and someone begins to make the fool of you, God has a way of revealing things to you. I have never searched that briefcase, nothing would have made me suspect that he still sees the widow he claims is older than him with a child in Secondary School. When I started dating Frank, I saw that he and this woman were close, he explained that there was nothing between them, he said they were just plain friends with nothing attached and went further to ask what on earth makes me think he will have something to do with a widow older than him. I never saw her again until this fateful day I see pictures in his briefcase.
The pictures are so revealing. They took turns taking the pics on the green grass of the ranch. They sat together and took, they hugged and took. How can a man planning to wed the next week be so careless as to take such pics and even go ahead to hide them in his briefcase.
While I was here busy running up and down to get things set, my dear fiance was having a two day holiday at the Ranch. The pictures taken with the two pair of dresses he travelled with. The recent bruise beside his right ear and the pair of shoe he bought just a day before travelling. Those pictures couldn't have been old ones.
He has never taken me out to spend even a weekend in a hotel and have fun. All we do is watch Tv and play games. When we go out, it's just to visit friends and nothing like spending to take me somewhere special. I never even craved for any such treatments till I saw these pics. He wants me to manage everything and I wasn't complaining. I felt like being able to manage resources is an attribute of every African wife. I try as much as possible to live a simple life and help him save, here he is at the expensive Cattle Ranch on a two day vacation with an old lover.
His sick friend cannot deny not knowing about that relationship. I won't bother asking any of them. What I have done is dump my love for him in the ocean. My heart is now very cold towards him. I like that I am an excellent pretender. I still make him feel loved, BUT, that's not the real me. I can't even believe that this man lying down in that room cheated on me just a week to our wedding, not just small cheating, travelling to holiday and have fun with a woman while planning our wedding. If a prophet or an angel told me, I won't believe. How come we misplaced his keys and I had to check in his briefcase? I hate him with a passion but I will go on with the church and Registry, settle down and have my lovely kids, and even raise them in their father's house. I won't be stupid, I won't call off the wedding. How am I sure the next one will be better. I will marry him with the wicked side of me.
Now he thinks he is smart. We shall see who is smarter. At 35, he cannot push me to go and start dating again, no way. I won't cheat on him. I will deal with him. The animalistic part of me he has never seen, will be experienced after marriage. I won't nag, I won't give him reasons to complain about me to anyone. I will only make sure he is miserable. I am not really asking for advise cos my mind is already made up. It will take only God's divine intervention. A woman scorned...One week to my traditional marriage, My fiance asked to go visit a sick friend who just got back from treatment abroad and is recuperating at the Obudu Cattle Ranch in Cross River State. He travelled, spent two days with his sick friend and returned back. We continue to plan for our traditional wedding. We plan on a tight budget because I really didn't want him to feel pressured or go through stress with his finances. I cut down on a lot of things and even did away with some. I am not proud of the shoe I wore on my wedding day. My Best Friend wore even more expensive shoes than me the bride. When my girlfriend changed for the evening, I felt embarrassed for myself. I was so bent on saving costs, so much so that I didn't realize I actually bought cheap shoes, a cheap bag and cheap jewelry for my special day.
He was so happy on the wedding day, made me feel special and all but now I know allna wash. When you are faithful, and someone begins to make the fool of you, God has a way of revealing things to you. I have never searched that briefcase, nothing would have made me suspect that he still sees the widow he claims is older than him with a child in Secondary School. When I started dating Frank, I saw that he and this woman were close, he explained that there was nothing between them, he said they were just plain friends with nothing attached and went further to ask what on earth makes me think he will have something to do with a widow older than him. I never saw her again until this fateful day I see pictures in his briefcase.
The pictures are so revealing. They took turns taking the pics on the green grass of the ranch. They sat together and took, they hugged and took. How can a man planning to wed the next week be so careless as to take such pics and even go ahead to hide them in his briefcase.
While I was here busy running up and down to get things set, my dear fiance was having a two day holiday at the Ranch. The pictures taken with the two pair of dresses he travelled with. The recent bruise beside his right ear and the pair of shoe he bought just a day before travelling. Those pictures couldn't have been old ones.
He has never taken me out to spend even a weekend in a hotel and have fun. All we do is watch Tv and play games. When we go out, it's just to visit friends and nothing like spending to take me somewhere special. I never even craved for any such treatments till I saw these pics. He wants me to manage everything and I wasn't complaining. I felt like being able to manage resources is an attribute of every African wife. I try as much as possible to live a simple life and help him save, here he is at the expensive Cattle Ranch on a two day vacation with an old lover.
His sick friend cannot deny not knowing about that relationship. I won't bother asking any of them. What I have done is dump my love for him in the ocean. My heart is now very cold towards him. I like that I am an excellent pretender. I still make him feel loved, BUT, that's not the real me. I can't even believe that this man lying down in that room cheated on me just a week to our wedding, not just small cheating, travelling to holiday and have fun with a woman while planning our wedding. If a prophet or an angel told me, I won't believe. How come we misplaced his keys and I had to check in his briefcase? I hate him with a passion but I will go on with the church and Registry, settle down and have my lovely kids, and even raise them in their father's house. I won't be stupid, I won't call off the wedding. How am I sure the next one will be better. I will marry him with the wicked side of me.
Now he thinks he is smart. We shall see who is smarter. At 35, he cannot push me to go and start dating again, no way. I won't cheat on him. I will deal with him. The animalistic part of me he has never seen, will be experienced after marriage. I won't nag, I won't give him reasons to complain about me to anyone. I will only make sure he is miserable. I am not really asking for advise cos my mind is already made up. It will take only God's divine intervention. A woman scorned...He was so happy on the wedding day, made me feel special and all but now I know allna wash. When you are faithful, and someone begins to make the fool of you, God has a way of revealing things to you. I have never searched that briefcase, nothing would have made me suspect that he still sees the widow he claims is older than him with a child in Secondary School. When I started dating Frank, I saw that he and this woman were close, he explained that there was nothing between them, he said they were just plain friends with nothing attached and went further to ask what on earth makes me think he will have something to do with a widow older than him. I never saw her again until this fateful day I see pictures in his briefcase.
The pictures are so revealing. They took turns taking the pics on the green grass of the ranch. They sat together and took, they hugged and took. How can a man planning to wed the next week be so careless as to take such pics and even go ahead to hide them in his briefcase.
While I was here busy running up and down to get things set, my dear fiance was having a two day holiday at the Ranch. The pictures taken with the two pair of dresses he travelled with. The recent bruise beside his right ear and the pair of shoe he bought just a day before travelling. Those pictures couldn't have been old ones.
He has never taken me out to spend even a weekend in a hotel and have fun. All we do is watch Tv and play games. When we go out, it's just to visit friends and nothing like spending to take me somewhere special. I never even craved for any such treatments till I saw these pics. He wants me to manage everything and I wasn't complaining. I felt like being able to manage resources is an attribute of every African wife. I try as much as possible to live a simple life and help him save, here he is at the expensive Cattle Ranch on a two day vacation with an old lover.
His sick friend cannot deny not knowing about that relationship. I won't bother asking any of them. What I have done is dump my love for him in the ocean. My heart is now very cold towards him. I like that I am an excellent pretender. I still make him feel loved, BUT, that's not the real me. I can't even believe that this man lying down in that room cheated on me just a week to our wedding, not just small cheating, travelling to holiday and have fun with a woman while planning our wedding. If a prophet or an angel told me, I won't believe. How come we misplaced his keys and I had to check in his briefcase? I hate him with a passion but I will go on with the church and Registry, settle down and have my lovely kids, and even raise them in their father's house. I won't be stupid, I won't call off the wedding. How am I sure the next one will be better. I will marry him with the wicked side of me.
Now he thinks he is smart. We shall see who is smarter. At 35, he cannot push me to go and start dating again, no way. I won't cheat on him. I will deal with him. The animalistic part of me he has never seen, will be experienced after marriage. I won't nag, I won't give him reasons to complain about me to anyone. I will only make sure he is miserable. I am not really asking for advise cos my mind is already made up. It will take only God's divine intervention. A woman scorned...The pictures are so revealing. They took turns taking the pics on the green grass of the ranch. They sat together and took, they hugged and took. How can a man planning to wed the next week be so careless as to take such pics and even go ahead to hide them in his briefcase.
While I was here busy running up and down to get things set, my dear fiance was having a two day holiday at the Ranch. The pictures taken with the two pair of dresses he travelled with. The recent bruise beside his right ear and the pair of shoe he bought just a day before travelling. Those pictures couldn't have been old ones.
He has never taken me out to spend even a weekend in a hotel and have fun. All we do is watch Tv and play games. When we go out, it's just to visit friends and nothing like spending to take me somewhere special. I never even craved for any such treatments till I saw these pics. He wants me to manage everything and I wasn't complaining. I felt like being able to manage resources is an attribute of every African wife. I try as much as possible to live a simple life and help him save, here he is at the expensive Cattle Ranch on a two day vacation with an old lover.
His sick friend cannot deny not knowing about that relationship. I won't bother asking any of them. What I have done is dump my love for him in the ocean. My heart is now very cold towards him. I like that I am an excellent pretender. I still make him feel loved, BUT, that's not the real me. I can't even believe that this man lying down in that room cheated on me just a week to our wedding, not just small cheating, travelling to holiday and have fun with a woman while planning our wedding. If a prophet or an angel told me, I won't believe. How come we misplaced his keys and I had to check in his briefcase? I hate him with a passion but I will go on with the church and Registry, settle down and have my lovely kids, and even raise them in their father's house. I won't be stupid, I won't call off the wedding. How am I sure the next one will be better. I will marry him with the wicked side of me.
Now he thinks he is smart. We shall see who is smarter. At 35, he cannot push me to go and start dating again, no way. I won't cheat on him. I will deal with him. The animalistic part of me he has never seen, will be experienced after marriage. I won't nag, I won't give him reasons to complain about me to anyone. I will only make sure he is miserable. I am not really asking for advise cos my mind is already made up. It will take only God's divine intervention. A woman scorned...
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