Trapped Part 11
👫💞 Trapped Part Eleven:
I've been married for three months and it feels like this is my first time as a married woman.
I actually feel in love and feel loved. I feel like a woman and not just a tool for childbearing. Tekena pampers me ,he buys me things, he takes me on dates and then he just surprises me with gift every single moment and I love my new job. I love my new job. I love my new life without Andre.
Speaking of Andre. Tekena found out from a friend of Andre's that the children he thought were his were never his. It was actually a plan between Diane and her boyfriend to steal from Andre which she had been doing before she got caught when trying to sign the house into her name.
Diane knew Andre was desperate for children and she uses that to get to him. According to Diane she tried all possible means to actually give Andre a child but he was unable to impregnate her.
She then had to confine In her boyfriend and they both planned the scam.
Andre on the other hand realized the fault was his and went to the hospital for check ups. It was then discovered that he had a condition disease called varicocele which caused swelling in the scrotum and affected the fertility of the sperms.
If he had come with me when I pleaded him. If he had listened to me just once the problem would have been averted but now it was too late as his sperms were almost completely damaged.
But I was happy he didn't listen to me. Because if he did, I would never had found my happiness.
“Are you serious?” I asked him after he finished talking.
“Do I look I'm joking” he said with an easy smile as he leaned back into the couch.
I wanted to say something when my vision became blurry. The room spun around me making me dizzy. I could hear Tekena calling me but he seemed out of reach. I tried to stand, maybe I needed water. That was when I fainted.
When I opened my eyes. I was on the hospital bed. Tekena was crying by my side but it was out of pain, he was happy and crying.
“What is wrong?” My voice was hoarse. It didn't sound like me. My throat was unusually dry.
“Darling we are expecting a baby”
I must have heard him wrongly. What was he saying. I am going to be a mother?
“No lay down. The doctor said you needed rest”
“I don't want to rest. I want to jump, I want to shout. I want to dance. I am becoming a mother” I laid back on the bed.
“Thank you” he smiled over me and kissed my forehead. “For making me the happiest man”
“Thank you. For coming to my life when I needed you to”
I whispered back.
TO Be Continued