Chapter forty-three: my lovely husband ii

Tolu walked into her house alongside her kids.

She dumbed the car key on the table and took the kids to their room, she gave them a cool bath, fed them, and helped them out with their assignment.

The dining table was beside the big, arched window has hosted countless meals with beloved friends, lunches that had turned into dinners, and the roar of laughter that echoed late into the night. The dining table beside the big, arched window has hosted countless meals with beloved friends, lunches that have turned into dinners, and the roar of laughter that has echoes late. The garden was always bountiful in spring and summer became a loving respite during lockdown last year, a secret, walled garden filled with roses, apple trees, Japanese maples, hydrangeas, and pomegranate - as well as foxgloves, cosmos, gaura, poppies, clematis and nigella in summer; where we could lie in the sun and feel part of the earth outside. On sunny, pre-covid days, the garden was the scene of spring parties, impromptu picnics, and one time, a fully-fledged Christmas concert. Night. She didn't find it difficult to make delicacies to cause her kids to love her for that.

Just while making laundry, she notices a pack of condoms on her husband's suit.

Tolu was astonished, he dared to cheat on hér? Holy shit! Where has she gone wrong to deserve this?

Despite she was hurt, she never reacted. Not wanting the kids to know that something bad had happened. She calmly entered her room, her cried silently without making a sound, she almost called out her eyes.

It has been six years since she got married to Femi, and she had never noticed such.

She tried to act strong, she was now his wife anyway, and most importantly her kids needed her.