Nene’s Choice – Chapter 4


Four weeks later, Nene packed her things from the office and left the job she loved and had so excelled at, everyone was shocked to see her give up such a promising job where they all thought she had been pencilled in for a future as the youngest CEO of the company and the only plausible reason they could see for her abrupt departure was if she was already pregnant.

Nene was a bit forlorn at being forced out of a job she had loved but she looked on the bright side, telling herself she would spend this time between jobs to work on her marriage. She vowed to try to rekindle the romance and on the spur of the moment decided to head off into the town mall to look for a nice present for her man.

At the mall, she went to the men’s shop where she hoped to find a nice suit. Nene was still browsing when she overheard a couple having a heated exchange, the female voice sounded upset “ I don’t know for how long I can wait;  you promised to put things in place for us to be together permanently” …

“Jumobi, I know what I promised, have I not shown you how serious I am, I got you the flat and that nice car you love, I spend all my spare time with you… and as you know I have been making life a living hell for my wife, up to the extent where I have forced her to give up her job” came the male voice, trying to soothe his female companion.

“I am telling you that I have it all in hand, if I divorce her she will wreck my chances of progressing in the Oil and Gas industry, she is well known and respected and a lot of key industry players are bound to side with her and take it out on me for treating her badly” he enjoined.

“So does that mean I have to keep hanging on in limbo, waiting for this plan to come together” the Jumobi lady replied

“Sweetheart, it is only for a short while, I want to totally make sure she is destroyed in her career and otherwise. Once I make sure she has no income, I will seize all our assets and send her packing, then she will not have the financial backing to fight me and we will be rid of her for good.”

“After all I have managed to stop myself from getting her pregnant, I rarely sleep with making sure I pick fights whenever it looks like she is ovulating and I stop myself from releasing by pretending I am there long before I feel myself coming” he said “that way the bitch does not use the excuse of a baby to tie me down”

Nene inched closer to get a glimpse of this treacherous couple and nearly fainted when she realised it was her own husband, her very own Zel who had been plotting with this strange woman to destroy her. She quickly regained her composure and retreated behind a row of shirts, wishing she had become inconspicuous to the other two.

Edging slowly towards the exit of the shop, she calmly walked out trying not to call attention to herself. So this explained a lot of mysteries in her so called marriage, the realisation cut her to the bone marrow and Nene wound down the glass as she sat in her car, trying to catch her breathe.

Her husband had a mistress and was doing his best to slowly and systematically destroy her all because he did not want the stigma of failing as a big boy in his career and marriage.

To think she had foolishly clung on to him for the fear of what people would say about the respectable Engineer Nene having a failed marriage. For fear of the stigma of being a divorcee or worse still being a barren divorcee in the Nigerian society where all of one’s personal achievements were insignificant as long as you did not have a husband and kids to show for it.

Nene thought about going back to the office to ask for her old job back but she felt it would lead to lots of questions from her colleagues about her sudden change of heart so instead she decided she would stick to her original plan of getting another job somewhere else and keep up the pretext with her husband to find out more about his game plan and about this Jumobi mistress of his.

She got home and prepared a delicious meal, had a bath and got dressed in a nice figure hugging gown taking her time to apply some perfume and fresh make up.  Zel got home shortly after 10pm and was surprised to find his wife waiting for him.

She got up and embraced him briefly trying her best not to strangle him, even managing to flash him a smile.

“Welcome home, darling” she said taking in the look on his face

“What is the meaning of all this?” he asked suspiciously

“Ah, ah, can’t a lady make a nice meal for her husband?” “I know we’ve had our ups and downs but now I no longer have a job I want to spend every single minute of the day taking care of you” Nene continued, taking his coat from him, folding it and placing it carefully on the back of a chair.

“From now on, I have undertaken to make sure I am looking after you properly, cleaning after you, cooking all your meals including lunch and generally playing the doting wife. I just want to show you how much you mean to me and how I really appreciate the man that t you are” she nearly bit her tongue as the lies rolled off smoothly thinking in her mind how good it would feel to scream at him and call him the cheat she had found him out to be but she knew that would only give him another excuse to pounce on her.

“Hmm Nene, this is a serious turnaround and I am glad you have seen sense, I told you that job was the reason you had been abdicating your duties as a humble wife, see now not even 24 hours and you’ve realised what I have been trying to beat into your thick skull” he posited.

“But thank you for taking the trouble to do all this on my behalf, I will just have a small bite as I am not really hungry and then I am off to bed I am afraid as Unlike you some of us have to go to work”

“I understand” Nene responded in what she hoped was a meek enough voice whilst fighting the rising bile in the pit of her stomach. “Eat what you can oh” she said, thinking what a callous pig her husband was, she knew he had been out with his mistress, probably eating at her flat then exhausting himself with the vigorous copulation they must have been engaged in before dragging his sorry self back to their home to continue the charade.

Well, two can play that game she thought as she watched him chewing softly on the food in front of him.


17 thoughts on “Nene’s Choice – Chapter 4” by izadi (@Izadi)

  1. I wish i can poison this bas*tard myself

  2. Foolish husband, she silently deal with him

  3. Oh! I am soo loving the game… The story is picking up speed…Well done. $ß.

  4. What a callous stupid man he is. I hope she stays smart enough to put him in his low place

  5. gud nw she has common sense

  6. Finally the girl as grown some brain and the veil has fallen from her eyes. Hoping she cooks up a very good plan for Zel.

  7. Before nko, there is no smoke without fire.once a man start behaving funny,sometin is involve.Play d game wella and dont lose ur sleep cos of d lying cheat.

  8. Before nko, there is no smoke without fire.once a man start behaving funny,sometin is involved.Play d game wella and dont lose ur sleep cos of d lying cheat.

  9. i am loving this story more and more….you go on girl…

  10. I really love this episode. Sharp babe. Thank God she found out the truth before it was too late.
    Atleast she can plan a Perfect revenge

  11. They say “Revenge is a meal best served cold”, I can’t wait to see how things pan out for our “Man behaving badly”. Great work Izadi.

  12. Thanks all for your wonderful comments and feedback!

  13. There is only one choice Nene. @izadi, great concept, welldone.

  14. jezuz! nene has a useless man for a husband-going to discuss with his mistress in public like that.Thank God she caught him…hope she shows him the power of a woman!

  15. Just one word “fantastic”

  16. Daireen (@daireenonline)

    Pregnancy nor be disease ke! Why do employers hate it so?

    Cool revelation, I woulda thought her husband’s more coded to reveal such secret in a more secluded place. We dey gbadun as u dey punish Nene o, those of us who are wicked writers ;)

  17. Foolish bastard.
    I liked and enjoyed the pace of this, and it was kind of well constructed.

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