Nosa will date any man for the right price. Find out why.
I’m depressed and confused. Whatever else I may be, I am not this…girl. I don’t play around. It’s one man at a time, and he has to be married. How did I get here? Entangled with single men, and accepting marriage proposal from a married man.
I am not used to all this emotion either. In the past I would feel disappointed, or angry, not sad and depressed.
Well, I need to snap out of it. This is not me. The diamond ring makes a lot of sense and I plan to keep it. The proposal too. But no single men. Tope already signed himself out and I will never let him back in my life. In fact, I may want to change church. Go somewhere bigger and better after my marriage too. As Mrs. Chase.
Luke has traveled again. I see his text message and reply immediately, “we have a wedding to plan, fiancé!”
He replies, “we start in three days when I get back.”
This puts a smile on my face. Planning a wedding. I wonder what he has in mind. As excited as I am about this, I also have Tope’s violation to deal with, and Femi’s passion. So depressing.
And I’m finding it hard to snap out of it.
With Christmas just a few days away, I decide to do some shopping. Isn’t that what depressed rich women and mistresses do?
Luke will return just the day before Christmas, and I imagine he may want to do something special, so I go outfit-shopping. A new boutique opened at the mall and I’ve been putting off visiting it.
To my delight, they have a healthy stock of white dresses. I see more than a couple I have to get into my wardrobe. And I do. Perfect outfits for my new status.
Fiona pops into my mind again, but I flip her out, with her spoilt son. Who needs him now? The voice in my head tells me to find a way to oppress him after I’m married to his father. The other voice hisses. Their matter will be for later.
I pick my two dresses, a pair of red shoes and accessories to go with the shoe, and join a long queue at the till. Everyone’s doing last minute shopping, I guess.
I have no special plans for Christmas, never had. It all depended on which man I’m with at the time. Luke will choose how we celebrate.
My eyes catch a headline on the magazine rack, and I nearly gag. The pictures on the front page confirm the story:
Luke Chase thrown out!
Under the bold caption are bullet points:
- Wife accuses him of cheating with several loose women.
- Divorce lawyer contacted.
- May lose matrimonial mansion
Tempted beyond control, I take the copy off the rack. I find the page with the full story and search through if my name would be mentioned. It isn’t but two other names are. My stomach sinks. What is going on?
Is Luke cheating on me too?
One of the women mentioned is old enough to be my mother. Must be rumors! I can’t believe this. Luke won’t cheat on me, and then propose. How does this make me feel? I don’t care if he has a hundred other women in his life but to know about them hurts unexpectedly.
What is going on? He has to explain this. Though, at the back of my mind, I don’t care. As long as he gets me the lifestyle I want. Huh, if he can cheat, I can too. Femi is still the best to me, even in bed. And with Luke’s money, and Femi’s passions, what more can a girl want?
I decide to take the magazine with me. I’ll read it in detail when I get home. The story of my life behind the scenes. It suddenly dawns that once I become Mrs. Chase, my life will also be on the pages of several gossip magazines.
Do I want that? Maybe Luke will agree to a private wedding, and life with me. We’d be married but continue like we’re doing now. It’s good to know he’s divorcing Fiona…wait! If he divorces Fiona, and marries me, then I’ll be the wife!
When I enter my house, I’m shaking all over. I don’t want to be the “official” wife! Goodness, I didn’t want to be a wife at all in the first place.
I sit with my hands clasped in between my thighs, and my shopping bags scattered on the floor around me. Why is life so complicated? Why can’t I just live this quiet existence and have a man like Luke with no strings. Eating my cake, and having it. Has never happened to me. All the men I’ve been with always ended with pain, yet single guys were worse.
I need to talk to someone now, who understands me perfectly. But who? Toyin will not hear of it again, and Ivy…I don’t know what’s going on with Ivy now. Those two understood me so well and now I don’t have them. My sisters would not talk to me.
Femi. After last night, I don’t think he’d want to share! I rub my forehead. What do I do?
My other phone begins to ring. It’s Femi! Huh, I’ll just have to tell him everything. My heart thuds with excitement. I love this guy so much. I’m definitely going to keep him even after becoming Mrs. Chase. He’s everything I want…though not rich but—
“Hello, Nosa.”
“Hello, darling. I was just about to call you. I wanted to tell you—”
“Nosa, I’m sorry. I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you like that.”
I snicker. “Of course not. You comforted me. I don’t know how I could have passed the night without you.” I sigh. “I don’t mind if you come over tonight too. I want to talk to you.”
He pauses for a long time.
“Femi? Are you there?”
His voice is low. “I’m sorry, Nosa. I’m never coming around again. I’m—I was wrong last night.” He sucks in his breath. “I’m with Ivy now. We’re getting married.”
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