When she said " I do ", Dr. Patrick shuddered.The "I do" came from the altar, a distance of twenty meters. The voice of his fiancee, Laila? Dr. Pat walked out from the pew and squeezed through the personalities, eyes on who was in the veil. He went back and sat down in the pewHe was sure whom he saw. By her voice, when she said 'I do'. By her hips inside the crafted Dubai wedding dress. The hips he had traced both sides at least thrice; up and down, up and down. With eyes closed, he could tell these hips belonged to Laila He has to ask her how it happened. When did you know my boss, Laila? Were you double-dating? He thought of the best approach: Call her with a different number, ask her how come. Or, lie low and overlook her? The pain may go away one day. How would the pain go? Is there another Angel God will send on an errand he could trap on the earth?Laila has the sexiest shape, her hazel eyes always like she wanted to sleep any time she was responding to his kiss. Oh! Laila
Dr Pat Dead?"That Dr Pat is dead? Just like that?""What did they say happen? "Whisper: a female partner he took to the chalet..."Did what?"Another news came: He hasn't died. He's still breathing." Oh! What a shame! What would his wife say?""Does he have a wife? Do you know?""Oh. Hope the CEO won't hear this!""How won't he hear it? A director? ""Have you heard anything?" asked Laila, as David came back from business travel.He traveled with some officials of Atlas Corp for mining in Namibia and on their way from the airport, they had a stopover at the office where the news was broken to them. Mr Cliff heard it in whispers before it was broached to him."About my director, isn't it? " he asked Laila."That's a fuck up, mehn." David damned him."So, did he die?" Laila questioned and doubled her question, "Was he at our wedding?" she asked, in a bid to screw out something. Dr. Pat, being alive was not good at all. O Gosh! She jigged her fist and David said, "Yeah, he attended
Dr. Pat was the man who kissed LailaLooking at the picture, Laila asked," What could be the partner's grouse?""Who knows! The same thing I asked," said David."Anything other than love?" asked Laila." Men, who could not control their libido." she stared back at David." Well. He said if he recovers, he will visit. Then, we will know." said David."You seem to have interest in the matter." Laila said."A CEO! Peeping into the affairs of his workers ." She taunted David."Oh. I did not see it that way," said David. Though, he understood Laila's viewpoint, his being an extrovert was humane. He did not grow up knowing what is gossip or wickedness. As a young man, 27, born with a silver spoon, he had never been worried or lived in an environment of wrangling. He was just learning the tropes now, which is why he procrastinates, or it seems he is weak on Laila. Laila crossed her leg over him and one thing led to another. There was a display of affection. A long kiss.He does not hate her
"I have forgiven the family. They have made their reason known and it was understandable.But Laila, she will be the wife who suffered the most revengeful act from a husband." David was soliloquizing.Her parents have understandable reasons for treating him like a useless Son-in-law, but what reason has she to kiss another man so passionately in my presence? Mind you, the divorce was not anything to me. "One could divorce out of anger but to kiss another man with eyes closed, soul raptured...mehn." He jiggled the glass in his hand, his head full, he hit the bottom of the glass on the table. It did not break but the bottle of the Cognac quaked.His head was full and he called himself a useless son-in-law but his happiness is that he is taking care of his in-laws All are camped in his house in Nebraska awaiting the construction of their new house. A dangerous fire three weeks ago ate the whole solid mansion of the Andersons and not even a pin was removed from the inferno. Laila's cer
They chose to open the residential house with fanfare. The Andersons. It was a double celebration with a spoiler. A sad thing happened and in this age of the internet, it was everywhere.Mr Roberts' wife called her husband's attention that this story was similar to David's."But her brother killed himself. How do you see it, Roberts?" she asked her husband."You mean?" Mr Roberts asked."You mean? "She repeated, meaning Mr Roberts was not sharp enough to catch up." David is just an ajebo, with no experience." She was making the news clear to him " He could have been hoodwinked!""It can't be David's in-law." Mr Roberts read the news again. "Roberts, call your cousin. Stop reading! Who else was an adopted son-in-law, divorced and thrown out and he hit it big and spent lavishly for his In-laws?" "But David married a new wife and has had no connection with Laila. Though, the present one is Laila too which means nothing.""Thomas. Take, call him." Martina gave Mr Roberts her phone."Dav
What is your stand?Laila noticed that David was reacting to something. The mattress was shaking, and he got up.She gripped his arm." David! You must tell me that! That thing that makes you agitate, that makes you break everything!"Holding his arm still, she stood out of the bed too and supported her right hand with her other hand."Leave my hand. Nothing." David said, both of them facing each other, standing." Lie! Tell me! Did I steal?"David grinned widely and his hands compressed her cheeks, reshaping her lips. Sensing how her lips could look, she beat off his hand and David regained freedom and said"Go and shower." He walked into his bathroom as she repeated herself. " I am married here! Nothing will remove me here!"She took her bath, and off to the fashion industry.Everyone in the Fashions And Fashions LTD knows her. With eyes, they know she came from the royal family. But humble. Though her car was burnt in the inferno that gulped her parents' home, she did not want to d
"My stand?" David repeated. It was a secret he revealed to her. What Suzie came for. He has not decided on any other stand as she was itching to hear. "Go to work. Later." he advised Laila who, while leaving, chipped in to reaffirm her stand." I am the love rooted, the wind might blow the branches either way."David sat down to reflect. He lit his cigarette. Still on the matter. She seemed determined in this second chance to show her love. And David, right inside does not hate her. A girl her love cost me my relationship with my family. To turn around and say I hate her is mocking myself. But she will not go unpunished. After which, we will still be one.The one problem now is what could I revenge with? Marrying Selena, one. For her to know how it feels. But Suzie and my family would not revenge for me. What they see as her sin, is outdated and canceled.The evidence was there. The mini scrapper he built for their fabric business that cost millions of dollars and the palatial res
A billion-dollar contract marriage She sat on the out-of-use vehicle seat close to the wall fencing the institute.The proprietress saw she was looking glum, and went and perched on the seat " Why are you looking glum?" she asked her. "Laila. You are pretending. Let me know what's it." she said. "Ma." Laila hissed. "Nothing much."Alone again, she reflected on what happened at home and if she could still endure. Enduring depends on if she does not see me as a useless daughter-in-law. Suzie, as she rightly feared, had made it compulsory to give her the task of dishwashing after howling insults at her, all to frustrate her to leave the house because she does not belong to the MacGregor family.She stood too close in her way as she was returning from the institute and was about to enter the staircase in the downstairs living room Suzie called her "' Gold digger!" and made a mockery reference of to her fashion and designing skill acquisition.She paused, wanted to act, but jumped over