Chapter 155: Chapter 155
Chapter 155
~Goodbye Ken~
Two days later, when Ken went upstairs to meet with Mrs. Fanny, he never realized he would meet her packing up her belongings. First he was forced to believe that the reason she ignored him downstairs and went upstairs was because of Blueeyes whom she said had become a torn in her flesh. Staying with Ken was no longer an option; it was a decision she had made along while before now. But she never had thought she would reveal to him about given up on their love; worst still the condition of convincing Mr. Fanny to sign the divorce paper was getting her pained and bored. She had seen her purpose of coming into his life was to get laid and take care if Blueeyes.
Mind made up!
It was good bye!
She could hear the door creak as it opened behind her and she need not be told it was ken. She molded a hard face, paused her lips and bent to the bed to pick her dress and tunics which she wrapped and packed into her travelers bag.
“What are you doing?” Ken asked hastily behind her, and held her arm to give him answers and to quit what she was doing. “Talk to me dear. Whatever it is we can sort it out,” he said coldly, swallowed a dry lump and felt the pang of loneliness hit his heart for the first time.
She forcefully pulled out of his grip and continued with what she was doing but faster now.
Not yielding to her, he gripped her elbow this time, “You just have to give me answers dear. What is it? All your bags are almost packed up. What are you doing? I am your husband. I need to know,” he groaned and quietened.
She had decided not to utter a word to him, but at the mention of ‘husband’ she was about breaking her rule. She threw an annoying stare into his face, grinned pitifully and wanted to continue but had this pull that held her back so she could correct him.
“Really? Are you really my husband? The last time I checked you gave me the stringent condition to make my ex husband sign a divorced paper if I must become your wife. So can you listen to your asshole self? Take your hands off me!” She barked and struggled to pull out of his grip but Ken wasn’t letting go.
“Yes I said so,” he affirmed at a breath, “but you have to understand that anything I do is just for us, our well being and to save our ass from what talkers will say.”
She shook her head irritatingly, “It has always been what people will say. You want to please everyone and displease me, uh. You know I have never been happy since you gave me that condition. You should have told me you needed me to satisfy your hot libido and take care of that shitty son of yours rather than allow me to exist all my life as your wife in words only.”
He left her elbow, and tried to hold her shoulders so she could get the message but she fought him off with a slight push on his chest and his hands dropped to his side at once.
“I am a lawyer, and I know the rudiments guiding divorce. Until you legally divorce Fanny you can’t be called my wife and if he is smart enough he can claim matrimonial damages and bridge of chastity and matrimonial laws since you both had a court wedding. Common dear, understand me.”
She wanted to cry but kept it back with a grin, “trust me, I do understand you and that is why I am leaving for good. The only thing I gain from you right now is sex and nothing more as for the motherfucking bills, I can foot them, OK. So T-A-K-E,” she spelt, “Care of your asshole self and your arrogant son. I wasn’t told, and then from Jupiter-knows-where, you brought home a boy that pollutes mother earth with his dirty attitude. I am done, ken. go out there and get your kind of woman; the one that stays at home, take care of your son and fuck your undying dick. I am signing out of your life,” she said, dragged the zipper on her bag, pulled out the engagement ring, dropped it on the table and gave him one final stare. This is your engagement ring. Good bye, Ken!” she bade him and about to walk away Ken called her attention.
“Hold on, sweetie, just give me your ears.”
“Oh yes I will give you. Do you also need my pussy?” she added humorously.
And ken frowned at her humor and said what he wanted to say regardless. “There is always room to iron things out as lovers that we are. Extreme decisions like this are not necessary and won’t proffer any solution. If you leave me, I will be pained and lose the better parts of me, please baby have a rethink, give me a second chance and we can sort it out.”
“Fuck you, Ken,” she snapped, “You should rather have a rethink and make life good for yourself and me. You should fall in love with your heart not your dick. You don’t have to bring whatsoever damn thing you studied at law school into your relationship. Love is not a degree course.” She walked closer to him. “When I will be gone I believe you will have enough room to bring home your stinking bitch in New York. Good bye!” she bade again and dragged her bag along.
“Hold on, baby!” called Ken going after her but got paused once the door slammed on his face. “Shit!” He hit on the door and sat on the floor in fury.
When she got downstairs, she met Blueeyes playing a soccer play station game and she paused to stare at him in one moment of disgust and hate, before she had a walk
“When the cats are away, the mice will play. It is time to come home, mom,” said Blueeyes, as he stretched to dial his mother.
The heat just begun…