Sorry for the long wait. Happy reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOCHRISTODIAIf someone had said that my wedding day was going to be like this, I would have cursed the person with every evil curse on earth. Notwithstanding, it turned out to be so. It was the exact opposite of what every bride wants on her wedding day.I wasn’t a happy bride on my wedding day. From the day I saw my dad on his sick bed, I have been crying constantly. I was sad every day. When Kwame Agyapong suggested we have the wedding sooner I didn’t object to it because it had been my dream to have my father walk me down the isle. I just thank God a wedding planner took care of everything because I was in no mood to plan a wedding. My own wedding, how ironic. I am just glad my father and I were able to get over everything that had happened. We did some catching up even though I did all the talking while he just looked at me with a permanent smile on his face. I forgave him before he even apologized. Life is

TINA I had never liked the idea of marriage. To me marriage was just a painful and suffocation journey one must never choose to embark on. I mean why on earth do I need a man? A man was just there to add more burden to a woman's life. I had my own work; a three-star restaurant. I bought the place myself and had made my restaurant well known all over in Kumasi so I really didn't see why a successful woman like me should get married. I buy my own food and clothes and do not see the sense in marrying and then taking care of a full-grown man like a baby. Cooking for him, washing his clothes and taking care of a house that belonged to him. What was the essence in that?It was a total waste of time. The point was and had always been that, marriage was a burdensome and unnecessary procedure and don't let me start with children. Those little creatures that come into existence only to torment your life.When they come into the picture then you are done for. The cravings, mood swings and painf

TINA“And that is what happened.” My mother ended her long speech and I just hawked at her. She sat gracefully on the arm chair as if she had made the greatest speech in the world. It was like she was telling me a movie. “So, in summary, you went to church to pray and whilst praying heard another woman praying the same prayer but in her case for her son. So, you meet her after the prayers and started a conversation with her, where she told you her problems and you said yours. And, after her showing you her son’s picture and how financially stable he is you decided to give my hand to a totally stranger you don’t even know yourself? I mean that sums it all right?” I asked in believe. I sat on the edge of the seat trying to make head and tail of the story. Maybe, if I repeat it three times in my head, it would sound better.“She is not a total stranger. She is Maame Rose, the women’s organizer in church. And she also saw your picture and was impressed. I also told her you are the owner

CHAPTER FIVETINAI took his number from my mom and but I couldn’t call him and it had been a week. I knew he had mine too so I was waiting for him to be the first to call so I could pretend I didn’t know him or I had any idea of whatever he would say.I wanted it to look like I had no idea about the marriage so that maybe he would know I wasn’t interested but it had been a week and he hadn’t made the first move yet. I was pissed and not happy. If I was to make the first move then it would look like I wanted this marriage but I didn’t.It was Saturday and I was in my office checking the account of the restaurant when one of my waiters came into my office telling me that a customer was dissatisfied with the food and was causing a commotion. I asked the waiter to tell the manager about it since that was why I hired a manger in the first place but he said the man wanted to sue my restaurant for severing him spoilt food and my manager was at lost and didn’t know what to do. What a waste o

Hello there, here is another chapter and I do hope you enjoy it.CHAPTER SEVENTINAIt has been days and I haven’t answered any of my mom’s calls. My brothers had also I called but I didn’t answer theirs too. I at first wanted to give this a chance because I had been busy with my restaurant for years and I have had no proper relationship in my life so I wanted to give this a marriage a chance but that chance I wanted to give this would be relationship has just been flashed down the toilet the moment my would-be husband called me an overused woman.Seriously, what kind of gentleman used that term for a woman they just meet. Oh, I know, a condescending arrogant asshole is the type who would do that. How dare he walked straight into my restaurant, my own territory, and call me that? I should have said something more hurtful than what he said to me to hurt him more than how he hurt me. I should have dressed him with insults from head to toe. But I did none of those, why? Because my mom w