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Chapter 30
Abiola Adejare entered her husband's study. It was dark and poorly illuminated as the blinds were not drawn and her husband had not bothered to turn on the lights. Soft jazz music filled the room, making it romantically enticing.
"Don't switch on the lights," her husband's terse voice instructed.
"Otunba!" Abiola cried as she walked hastily to where her husband sat at his desk, a glass of alcoholic drink in his hand. She pried the drink out of his hand and put it on the desk as she knelt before her husband, her head on his laps, sobbing.
"Otunba, not again! Please think of me too!" she wailed as the tears fell freely now.
Chief Adejare laughed softly as he brushed his wife's head placed on his laps, lightly. He bent down to look into her wet, beautiful face as he smiled at her. "I haven't come to drink myself into a stupor, my dear wife. I have come to take account of my life, my love!" he said
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