(STOP MY WIFE FROM SMILING)
For days, I couldn’t sleep, I cried till my eyes were tearing up on their own because It never would have crossed my mind that my husband was cheating on me….How? I thought I was the perfect wife. I knew and had taught several women the 100 LAWS of keeping a good marriage, but what happened to mine…? I thought I had kept Henry where I wanted him to be.
Henry however was prostrating at any given opportunity telling me he was sorry, he was just lonely and he didn’t know how it happened with the widow.
All he could say was that, they had met on a flight to Abuja. She was reading one of my motivational books and out of pride, he told her that was his Wife…
That was where they exchanged contacts and from there the rest is history….
All my teachings about getting your man back came back at me but at that moment they seem useless….
The painful part of the issue was the part where he said, he couldn’t stop seeing her and yet he wasn’t ready to let go of me either…. How could a man be telling his wife of 15 years, he was in love with another woman; a widow with two kids for that matter!
All that was coming out of my mouth was “Ha, Ha!” and if someone was able to check my Blood pressure at some point, I am sure they would have called me a living dead….
I saw Isokene’s calls for days but I couldn’t pick up…I couldn’t take my bath for three days. On the third day while still trying to recover from the shock with Henry cuddling me still asking for my forgiveness, his phone rang….
“Hello Margaret, Good morning…..” There was a long pause and then he said “I am on my way”….
I turned with a questioning look
“I am sorry Betty, one of her sons just fell ill and you know she is a widow, I have to help her” Henry literally flew out of the house
It felt like someone hit me on the head with a big sledge hammer of reality…. My husband was gone, gone from me and gone from God…
My options were clear, it was either I gave up on the marriage and continue my marriage ministry but this time around my message was going to change so as to hide my shame. Now, I could validate divorce
Better still I could get over it and accept the fact that my husband had a mistress that could become his wife anytime soon, because the night before that day Henry had said something that shook me to my marrow. His statement made me know, this mistress was going nowhere, she had found a comfortable space in my husband’s heart.
The night before, out of feminine rage, I started cursing the mistress when I was talking to Henry…
“Henry, I can’t believe you did this, I know that lady bewitched you, she must be a witch, can’t you see, who knows? Maybe she was the one who killed her husband and you are the next targ….”
“Stop it, Betty, Don’t let me turn this table against you, I don’t want you to ever insult her, curse her or say anything negative about her and don’t even try praying against her, because if anything happens to her, I will know you caused it and I am telling you for a fact, I will so hurt you….” he said violently
My mouth was so wide a full egg could have entered at once….Now, not only did my husband have a mistress but a mistress he was ready to hurt his wife for if anything happened to the mistress….
So with this situation, which of the options was best for me…
Divorce him, move on with my life and know that my ministry would not preach the message I believed God gave me that “God hates Divorce”
Just stay in the marriage, pretend all was well even though my husband had a mistress somewhere and keep preaching Godly marriages….
What do you think?
To be continued