Chapter 150: Chapter 150
Chapter 150
~Wife or ex what?~
“That boy downstairs is my child,” said Ken coldly and unable to look Mrs. Fanny in the eye, and searching, for the best of words to convey to her that Jacy had been his lover from time immemorial and the pregnancy of Blueeyes came without his knowledge. And paternity test leaked his ass; when he wanted to shy away from the pregnancy.
“His mother is jacy,” Ken continued, smacking his lips after mentioning Jacy as though there was something haughty and painful about her name on his lips. “Earlier in our relationship she never told me about her pregnancy only just recently when she started getting a hold on me just to get back at my heart…”
“Keep shut now, ken keep shut,” she grunted, sniffed twice and shut her reddened eyes that pitched upon pain and fury. She blinked tirelessly to fight back her tears. “How come you never told me about your wife…”
She was interrupted. “She is not my wife!” he lamented, holding his head to pass his message even better. “She is my ex.”
She cut in, “Ex what? You can tell me all damn, shitty stuff because I wasn’t there with you two so you can cook up your lies and I will believe you!” she shouted at the top of her voice.
Ken shook his head in the negative, wishing Mrs. Fanny would take him for his words, “She is my ex girlfriend. I have never been married all my life, trust me,” he explained with his long face.
She was all tears already and caught a tear trickling down her reddened cheeks with her finger. “Weren’t you downstairs when that whipping boy said it all, so what more lies do you have to tell me, asshole, go on, I am all ears. Just take your time to formulate the lies so that I will have no other option than to believe you…” she sniffed, with her face already messed up with tears and mouth missing her words.
Ken snorted, “Is it that you don’t trust me anymore. You just have to hear me out first before apportioning the blame.”
“What more do you have to say, tell me, Ken?” she said, drifting to him, “So all the while you have been visiting New York it’s been for the sake of fucking your wife and fend for your son. I…”
He cut in, “Oh, no, no, stop this…”
She was very much close to him now and as she yelled, “Shut the fuck up,” Already she was all tears as tear from her cheek landed on Ken’s face and he wiped it and pulled back so as to avoid further dropping. “Tell me she is not the reason you have been visiting New York, tell me. In a month you will frequent New York more than necessary, in the name of attending to your clients, not knowing her pussy is your client…”
Ken pulled to her at once and held her face when she started wailing heavily and she knocked off his hands and sent him a deafening slap, which pinned him to a spot with his hands on his cheeks , staring at her.
“I regret knowing you, asshole!” she wailed.
“You have every right to be pained and go ninny. But I want you to understand that if I really wanted to hide all this from you, I wouldn’t have brought Blueeyes home. I would have left him with his mother in New York. I brought him here because the mother is irresponsible to take care of him, so I want him close to us so you could give him the best of care and love…”
Mrs. Fanny spat at him and he was fast enough to dodge it, making the spittle to drop on the floor. Ken scowled, widening his eyes at her and noticing her trembling hands that seemed to be restless until it found his body to hit or some weapon to handle.
He barked, “What has come over you woman?” he was losing it already. He had never hit a woman and he thought if tonight was going to unveil that part of his life. He held back, studying as Mrs. Fanny drew closer, and he wondered what she was up to right now. And since he wouldn’t dare to hit her, she shouldn’t push him to do what he would regret doing.
She came to a halt, “You brought that bastard of yours to be under my care, uh. So I am the nanny of the home now. You are so impossible,” she said now, squeezing her face beyond repair and dimming her eyes at him which made him ponder over her next line of action, since some seconds ago she spat at him. “All you do every now and then is fuck the cunt out of my pussy. You gave a stringent condition for me to be married. How do you think it will be possible for me to convince Fanny to sign the divorce papers? You know Fanny is a pain in the ass and has known my plans of divorcing him for you. You are a wicked soul, Ken. I will get back at you and when I do, even your shadow won’t be safe,” she said through clenched teeth.
“What evil did I commit. Is it not legal that you divorce your husband before marrying another? I have nothing against you dear and it will be my pleasure to call you my wife, if only you will fulfill my condition. I still love you…
“Love my ass,” she interrupted. “Anyways,” she grinned and started drifting backward, “Why am I wasting my breath on you. You have it all now, a child from a motherfucking bitch of a wife you hid from me all along…” she lost words as tears trickled down her eyes, she was midway wiping her tears when Ken drifted to her and she flared, “Don’t come close to me. I swear if you do, your blood will spill,” she threatened further when Ken wouldn’t stop. Pulling to the door, she added, “Good bye,” and walked through the door, leaving it banging.
“Hold on, hold on, sweet!” Ken wanted to go after her but paused at the door. “Shit!” he cursed, punching his fist into his palm and snorting disgustingly…
Mrs. Fanny got downstairs, shot a menacing stare at Blueeyes, and he stared back, raised his brow, rolled his eyes and watched her walk away.
“Good riddance,” said Blueeyes.
A war just broke out…