Chapter 28

Ifeoma drove at a dangerous speed to Halima's home. She packed in front of the gigantic and royal-like gate and got out of the car not even remembering to lock it.

It was the second time she was stepping foot into the house, her husband's house.

It was a typical rich people's house, a beautiful duplex painted green with numerous expensive outdoor flowers beautifying the side of the walls. Standing Air conditioners stood at different corners of the house giving the home a chilly feeling. Mohammed was a rich man, no doubt. A middle aged man born into a wealthy family was bound to have such houses.

Ifeoma was shocked to see Halima whimpering on the floor in her own pool of blood. When she heard bleeding, she didn't think it was something so huge and gory.

She and Bola helped to get Halima into her car and they zoomed off to the hospital.

In the car, while in pains and agony, Halima kept lamenting and crying.