“I’m so sorry, Irene,” Joan said.
Irene snatched her hand from Francis ’s hold and sniffled, then she looked away from them, “just leave me alone.”
“Irene….” Francis tried to protest, knowing she wasn’t supposed to be left alone now.
“Francis ,” Joan interrupted and when he looked at her, she shook her head at him and he sighed, then moving away from the bed. They both looked at Irene one more time before leaving the room. Outside the bedroom, she turned to Francis, “have you called George ?”
“Yes, he is on his way back and should be here any time soon. I have to stay away in order to pick him up.”
Joan nodded, “try and be around for her. You need to be on alert, constantly check on her to make sure she won’t be trying anything stupid. I still can’t understand how this happened, she was fine when I checked her up this week,” she
The next day, Francis woke up alone to discover that Irene was gone; he sat up and kneaded his temple to minimize the hangover he was having. He didn’t need to remember what happened last night because looking at his nude body already said it all. He climbed out of the bed and went into the bathroom to shower, after, he dressed up and left for the kitchen to make breakfast for them. He hoped Irene would come down and join him like she used to, the last thing he wants is last night putting an end to their friendship or whatever it is now after last night.Francis looked at the stairs and when he didn’t see her, he became worried; he stopped chopping the vegetable and walked to the sink to wash his hands. He dried his hands on the apron he was wearing before taking it off. Turning off the cooker, he left the kitchen and went up the stairs. He stopped before a door and without knocking; he pushed open the door and went in.Irene sat up on the bed when she saw
Chapter eightGeorge tried so hard not hurt or disturb Irene as he watched her sleeping so calmly, he gently tucked a tendril of her hair behind her ear,oh, how I missed her and I really want to touch her and make good love to her.I know she has missed me and probably wants me, but I don't know ifI shouldapproach her or not, don't know if she wants anything of such now, don't know if she is in the mood.He thought as he watched her sleeps so peacefully. Finally deciding to let her sleep, he climbed into bed beside and cuddled her. Whispering, ‘I love and missed you honey’ in her ear.Immediately, she turned to him and looked deeply into his eyes and repeated, "I am sorry George."Her repeated apology made him wonder why she kept on saying that, she has apologized for more thanthree times that evening to him. Although he had tried to ignore it at first but it was really eating him up now,
At about 3:45am in Saturday morning, Irene couldn't sleep, all she was thinking about was the way Franciskissed and played with her on their nights together, she was so engrossed with the feelings and she tried to push the thought away but she couldn't. His perfume filled her nose, his smiles and jokes that were so enticing. She kept on turning and tossing on her bed, she raised her head to see if George noticed her sleepless night but he was so deep in sleep. She thought to herself what to do, she needs to feel Francis ’s chest, to hug him so tight, she really need to kiss his lips, his lips that were so soft and tender, his love making so special more like her husband. He was so gently and tender with her unlike George who is always a little bit aggressive.She shook her head to shake away the thought; she forced herself to remember her vow of not cheating on her husband again. But not matter how hard she tried to convince herself that it was wrong longing for a
Monday morning, as George prepared for work, he thought about letting Irene to resume working, maybe it would help to keep her busy. She doesn't have any friends and neither had she opted to call her mother to visit them. As he pondered over it, he decided to have a talk with her when he gets back from work.He was about leaving the room when the door opened and a smiling and beautiful Irene came in, carrying a cup of tea. She raised it up to him and smiled, “I made it specially for you this morning,” she chuckled.George smiled, he would be a liar if he said he doesn’t notice the difference in her, she smiles more and cry less. Most of times, he used to wonder what could have happened, ever since their first miscarriage, things had changed in her, she cries a lot, lies in the bed all day and hardly eats anything. He has to be the one to drag her out of the bed on most cases for her to shop and make herself happy.Then they were told abou
It's been two months since Francis and Irene have been in their secret relationship and it was going smooth and fine. Irene has fallen so deeply for him despite her effort not to that she no longer cares for her husband or craves for his affection. She has become wild and nonchalant to everything around her even thinking of having a child or not, she doesn't care. George had spoken to her about resuming work to keep herself busy but she bluntly refused, even to allow her mum to come stay with her, she refused also, she doesn't want anything to come in between her and her beloved Francis .She doesn't want any fourth party in the house, she just wants the three people, so it can be easy for her and Francis to always be together. Although her conscience would often eat at her but an addictive sin is hard to stop.“Hi honey, so you insist on not taking a job?" George asked herone late afternoon.“I have told you several times that I don't wa
Irene came to realize she never loved George , she just got attracted to him and nothing more, maybe his looks got her attracted and more over Francis is her first love. In the 25 years of her life, she has never falling deeply in love with anyone. Initially she thought George is the love of her life but now she realized she was wrong because it’s Francis and she feels so good that once in lifetime, someone she loves supports her dream of becoming a model at least in her 30s she must have become a super star once she marries Francis.She has been happy all this while never thinking or bothering about having a baby for George anymore, she believes when she gets married to Francis both will have children. She believes maybe it's not her and George destiny to get Married, that she quickly jumped into the marriage without thinking twice.She was sitting in foyer with a bottle of champagne going through her memory lane until George came with a gift bag and rose
Irene opened the door to her room, she saw her husband lying on the bed sleeping, as she was pacing around contemplating whether to ask him about the anniversary party or not, but how would she tell him who told her? She doesn't want the party or anyone in the house or someone to find out about her secret affair, she doesn't want anintruder in the house. She needs to find a way to stop the party.She sat on the bed and decided to open her gift and behold it was a gold necklace, bangle and a gift card written:youare my life, please stay with me, always know that I love you tilltheend of time. She paused and sighed, about to feel remorse on what she was doing but shrugged it away. She is fighting for her own love and it's time she tell him so he can find his. But Francis said it's not yet time, how much long does he need? She wondered, or should she give him money through George ? She decided to give it a thought later but now she ne
At the Anniversary dinner, the setting was so glorious and one of the best decorator in the state did that at the courtesy of George , the color was white and sky blue with white candles, Irene came with so much anticipation and calmness. She was wearing a fine red gown with sparkling diamond necklace George got for her and nice small red heels sandals, parking her hair in a high bun, she was looking so beautiful. She walked straight where George was standing in a little dark place in an astonishing black tuxedo.As she approached him, she sight his tall, masculine figure, the tuxedo looks so good on him even the way he styled his hair reminded her of her wedding day, how handsome he looked. Immediately she approached, he turned and saw his amazing wife looking so glowing, he reached his hand and she placed hers on it and they both said happy anniversary. He brought her close and kissed her tender lips coated with red lipstick, “I love you Irene, I love you so muc