THIRD PARTY IN MARRIAGE
An hour later after they had made love, Gloria was still eager to know what the gist she wanted to tell her was.
Gloria: “Babe so what were you talking about earlier? You said there was something you wanted to tell me?” she said trying to recompose herself.
Gloria: “I cannot guess, its either you tell me now or I carry my bag and go home. I have a husband to attend to remember?”
Ophelia: “You just keep reminding me of how married you are. Can your husband make you feel the way I do?” she asked jealously.
Gloria: “He is trying. Okay I am sorry, you know getting married was not something I wanted to do, I was pushed into it by my family”
Ophelia: “Well it’s okay, as long as we can continue doing this then I am okay by it. No one can break our ten years relationship in just a day”
Gloria: “Yeah sure. Now that is what I am talking about. So tell me what you wanna, I am dying of curiosity here”
Ophelia: “I met one of my pupil’s dad today and you won’t imagine how handsome and manly he looked in that suit of his” she said smiling mischievously
Ophelia: “Why are you sighing? Don’t tell me you are getting jealous?”
Gloria: “I am sighing because he is married. You are not heading in the right direction my dear”
Ophelia: “Now she is about to counsel me on what and what nots. Besides I did not say I am in love with him, you know how I feel about love right?”
Gloria: “Just be careful so you don’t end up breaking a home and besides this is the first time you will ever notice a man in this life. What made him so special?
Ophelia: “The way his lips curved seductively when he spoke to me. His composure and most especially the sadness in his eyes made me want to put his head in my bosom and tell him it’s alright. His marriage is crumbling too. I feel sorry for him” she finished sadly.
Gloria: “He must really be going through one hell of an ish. It’s okay then, as long as he will not come in between us, our love just like my husband did not, then I am cool”
Ophelia: “I haven’t said I consider him a potential anything. This one you are sounding like someone is sweeping me off my feet” she eyed her friend, went closer to her and bit her lips mildly. “I love you babez, only you” she said with a voice husky with renewed desire.
Gloria: “Okay I have to go now! My husband must be on his way home” she said springing up to her feet like a person dipped boiling ring in her anus all of a sudden.
Ophelia: “Easy Glo, I understand you don’t want to go another round, I will see you off”
In his office, he kept thinking and fantasizing about his son’s teacher. The way she pouted her lips when she was trying to make him open up to her. The way her skirt skidded to her laps when she crossed her legs, the way she welcomed him and made him feel like he was something special, he just felt like opening his soul to her. He did not know when the door to his office opened and his wife stepped in.
Rebecca: “Richard…Richard” she repeated loudly, thinking he was asleep.
Richard jerked out of his reverie.
Richard: “Yes? Don’t you know how to knock before entering a person’s office?”
Rebecca: “I am sorry but I actually did knock, you did not answer me”
Richard: “What do you want by the way?”
Rebecca: “I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow morning and he has asked that I come along with you”
Richard: “I have work to do so you can go on your own” he looked down on a pile of paperwork on his desk and pretended to be reading them.
Rebecca: “But this has to do with the baby” she started sulking.
Richard: “I told you I have work to do, what part of that do you not understand?” he snapped.
Rebecca: “I already took permission from the M.D on behalf of the two of us and he understands. But if you don’t want to, who am I to force you? Just know it’s not for me but for the baby” she said holding her midsection with both of her hands. “If not for my sake but for the sake of our children, can you forgive me please? Is there anything you want me to do? Say it and it will be done but please I really can’t do this on my own anymore. I need you” she said as tears filled her eyes
Richard: “I cannot go with you, I don’t even recognize that thing as my baby, so whatever has to do with it, do it on your own and don’t involve me. Do you get it?”
Rebecca: “I really feel sorry for you Richie, you will live to regret this utterance you just made” she cursed under her breath and stormed out of his office. He lifted his head slowly from his paperwork, looked at her retreating figure and shook his head.
Richard: “It’s you who has just started regretting for being so bitchy all these while. We are just starting, in fact I am yet to start” he thought and his mind drifted to Ophelia’s almost perfect body. He remembered how delicate her features were: silky smooth skin that was inviting him for a gentle caress. She had almond shaped eyes with a deep dimple adorning each of her cheeks when she smiled. Thinking of her made him happy and at ease with himself. He knew he wanted to have another chat with her so he brought out the card she had given him the previous day and admired its contents. He saved the number on the card as Miss Supple and smiled at his creativity.
With a heavy heart, she went straight to the doctor’s office on confirming her appointment with the receptionist the next day. Dr. Wilson was in his office waiting since he had a class that noon, he was a resident doctor in his early thirties.
Rebecca: “Good afternoon doctor” she greeted as she took her seat opposite the doctor on the book-filled table.
Dr. Wilson: “Good afternoon to you too, how are you feeling today?” he replied with a broad smile on his handsome chiseled face.
Rebecca: “I am fine thank you”
Dr. Wilson: “But where is your husband? I specifically told you to come along with him, he needs to be here too” he was displeased.
Rebeca: “He got too engaged in his work so was not able to make it down here. But hope there is no problem doctor?”
Dr. Wilson: “Well there is one whinny tinny bit of problem and that is why I need to talk to your husband and not you”
Rebecca: “What is the problem doctor? “She asked sitting up nervously.
Dr. Wilson: “Well it’s your husband I need to talk to, maybe we will have to reschedule this appointment till he is less engaged in his work?”
Rebecca: “No! Tell me whatever it is, I can bear it. Does it have anything to do with my baby?”
Dr. Wilson: “I already told you, except your husband is here I won’t divulge any information to you madam” he said impatiently checking his time over and over again.
Rebecca: “Okay how about this? My husband refused to come not that he is busy”
Dr. Wilson: “But why if I may ask?”
Rebecca: “We are not in good terms. We haven’t been a couple for some time now”
Dr. Wilson: “Oh! I am sorry about that ma’am, I had no idea” he said apologetically.
Rebecca: “It’s okay. So can you tell me now please?”
He thought for some seconds.
Dr. Wilson: “Okay then. How was your last pregnancy? Did you develop any complications like heart disorders?”
Rebecca: “Yes, I was diagnosed with Peripartum Cardiomyopathy but it was neutralized after I gave birth to my son. That is why I stayed off getting pregnant for so many years”
Dr. Wilson: “Yeah! And now, I just found out that the condition has returned only that it’s now worse than before”
Rebecca: “What do you mean by that?”
Dr. Wilson: “You might lose your life in this pregnancy. From now on you have to thread carefully, avoid anything that will give you emotional pain so your heart don’t get weakened more. If you lose your life before you are due for delivery, then it will be difficult to save your baby too”
Rebecca: “Are you insinuating that I’d lose my life?”
Dr. Wilson: “I haven’t said that yet but it’s likely. Just make sure you do as I said and make sure you tell your husband about this. Your survival might be dependent on him. I am already late for my class, come for regular checkup. At least twice a week will do. Book an appointment with the receptionist” He said rose from his seat and fetched his lab coat from where it hung on the wall.
Rebecca: “Okay doctor. I will do as you said. Thank you very much” she replied weakly as she stood up, shook the doctor’s outstretched hands and headed for the door.
Dr. Wilson: “Make sure you tell your husband, this might help restore your marriage” he called after her but she was long gone and out of earshot.
As she drove home that day, she kept debating within her whether to tell him or not . “I don’t want his sympathy, I don’t want him to start loving me again out of sympathy. But what do I do? Should I tell him this or keep it to myself so no one gets bothered unnecessarily? I am really at a loss here…”
What do you advise her to do? Tell her husband about her condition or not? Do you really think that will make him forgive her?
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