My Husband Turned Me To His Maid

I didn't know that I loved Wale as a person not just as a perfect man up. not until we fought.

Breaking up with him made me realize that I've been falling deeper in love with him without my knowledge. My heart felt like it was sinking anytime I remembered him or how he treated me.

I stayed awake for hours thinking about him, his smile, his jokes, his laughter. His food, he was a really good cook.

It didn't help that I was putting on his shirt. Maybe my mum understood this that's why she asked me to take it off, I thought.

As if on an order from God I swung to my feet and took of his shirt, but I slept n.a.k.e.d anyway.

At first I threw the shirt away in anger then after a few minutes, I got up and picked it from the floor.

I pressed the shirt on my bosom imagining that it was him with me.

I still didn't understand why he said those things to me. Why he didn't want to make love to me, I didn't know if it was about me or about him. It had to be about him. I was beautiful and s.e.xy I knew I was or maybe I wasn't his type maybe he liked thicker women. Then why did he ask me out if he wasn't s.e.x.u.a.lly attracted to me? Or maybe he was after my money. I didn't even know what to believe, he had his too, he was fairly rich himself. I just didn't know what to believe. My mind kept going around in circles until I slept off.

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The next morning I woke up with a terrible migraine. It was as though I had been high the previous day, as if I was suffering from a hangover.

Maybe, I was high, high with anger.

I called my maid through the telecom, gasping with each breath I took. She picked up immediately. Thank God. "Hello. Ada please come upstairs now." with that I hung up.

I gently laid my head on the bed willing the intense pains I was feeling to stop. Ada came up almost immediately. She knocked gently which I must commend her for, it was smart of her.

I struggled to get out of my duvet, and opened the door for her. The instant I opened the door I went back to my bed. "Good morning ma."

"Ada good morning. Please get me a cup of coffee, and cheese and well just add water." I muttered, whimpering. It felt like a thousand monsters were playing catch in my head.

"Alright ma. Anything else you want me to get for you? You don't look fine."

"I have a migraine. Pass me the painkillers in that cupboard. The last one where I keep my supplements."

She knew the pill well, I had given it to her twice before, once on her period and another when she said she had terrible body pains.

"That will be all. Please get me the coffee now. Black please with milk or sugar. I feel like I'm still sleeping." I shivered, covering myself again with the duvet.

"Ok." She nodded. She was about to leave when I remembered Wale's shirt which I had slept on..

"Eh he. Ada. Please take this." I said throwing his shirt to her. "Give it to the dry cleaner. Ask him to press and iron it. I'll write the address down where he would deliver the shirt." Ada looked at me suspiciously. I longed to tell her what Happened, but I found it hard to talk about my personal like even with friends especially when it had to do with my relationship.

"Ok ma."

"Thanks."