CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Judging Me
My train of thought broke when I heard a knock on the door of Marcus’s guestroom. I made no move to stand up from the bare floor I sat on at the edge of the bed.
I used a phone call from Alice as an excuse to flee the intense and awkward conservation I was stupid enough to start at the dining table with strangers that I don’t barely know anything about.
I thought they would give me something to help solve with my problems with Kylian but all I got was judgement, more confusion and turmoil
Bringing my two folded legs up to my chin, I wrapped my two hands round it as I asked the knocker to come in. The door slowly opens to reveal Marcus
“Hey!” He stated on stepping inside and placed his back to the door
“Are they all gone?” I inquired about the others
“Yeah, I just sent Joy and Adebayo off after she raided my wine cellar” he informed me
“I am sorry that I was not here to see them off, I just needed to…”
“I get it”
“Thank you” I appreciated his understanding
“Are you okay?” Marcus asked as the gentle man he is
“You mean other than the fact that I started a conversation that I didn’t want to be judged for, yeah, am peachy”
“Oh come on, we didn’t judge you”
“Maybe Fatima didn’t but her husband did, Joy and Adebayo were totally judging me”
“They were not”
“Please, it was written all over their faces” I scoffed
“Then why start the conversation too, knowing you don't want to be judged”
“Because I need help” I blurted out unconsciously “I need help…. I feel so lonely. Trying to get a man to love me is so difficult and people do say a problem shared is half solved but instead I got judgment and I am even more troubled that I was before the dinner….
"My head feels so heavy” I held my head in anguish as my problem kept multiplying ever since the discussion with the others
“So, what are you going to do about it?” I looked at him with a confused expression even though I knew what he was asking “Fatima said you know what you have to do”
“She is talking about divorce, I am not getting a divorce”
“If this is about money….”
“What!” I exclaimed as I looked at the man who I thought was my friend. Did he just based my marriage to Kylian on money? I am sure I heard wrong
“I said if this is about money….” My hearing is still impeccable
“Wow!” I scoffed letting my disappointment in him show “So you really think I would marry a man because of his money? All these time spent together and you think I will be in a monetary marriage”
“That is the only reason a woman will marry a man she dated for a few weeks”
“So, you are judging me too” I retorted as indignation raised inside me. Who the fuck does these people think they are to judge me
“I am not judging you, I am trying to say if you are in the marriage for money, I gat you. Whatever you need, I can front you till you get yourself back on your feet. You don’t have to stay in a marriage that causes you pain”
I was taken aback at this, I was seriously not expecting that reply. Why will he do that for me? Is he in love with me?
“Why will you do that for me?” I voiced out my thought
“Because you are my friend” he asked immediately. So, maybe he is judging me but he also cares about me. Also, his intentions towards me are pure, I smiled brightly at him
“Does that mean, you will divorce him?” he asked with a hopeful voice
“No”
“Come on, Bewaji” he grunted
“I have about three million euros in my bank account at the moment”
“What?” He exclaimed
“My house is worth about five million euros, I have a boat and two cars. If I put those on the market, I will probably get about six million euro for my asset”
“Are you for real?” He questioned in surprise
“Yes, if I divorce my husband today, I am going to be okay but my marriage to Kylian is not based on his money but because I love him”
He scrunched up his face with his mouth wide open
“What? You don’t believe me?” I asked when I saw his confused expression
“No, not that” he shook his head “Your husband’s name is Kylian”
I could feel my eyelashes widen immediately.
Did I say his name? Fuck! I must have called out Kylian
“OMG, your husband is Kylian” he yelled this time
Shit, shit, shit, Game over
“Marcus….”
“Now I get the reason why you went all rampage on Mbappe’s billboard the other day…. It is because he shared the same name with your husband”
Did he just…
Relief coarse through my body at Marcus’s ignorance
“Yes, yes” I quickly affirmed with my head nodding to stop any kind of suspicion again. I noticed his smile fade.
“Bewaji….” he called out softly in a low voice and moved closer to me. He squat right in front of me when he got to me “Sometime, one sided love is not enough to keep a marriage going. It takes two to tango”
“I know, trust me I do but it is not yet time to leave him”
“So, when is it time?”
“When I can’t take it anymore”
“You already can’t take it anymore” he blurted out in a stern voice “I mean, isn’t that the reason why you spoke out today”
“But I can do more”
He scoffed in frustration and walked back to the door
“I know I sound desperate” I muttered
“You don’t sound desperate, you are desperate”
Am I desperate? I looked at my friend and I saw that he was pretty serious about this. I have never seen this look on his face before. He looked at me with so much pity and underneath that pitiful face is anger
Why is he angry? Is it because I won’t do what he wants? Or perhaps he wants me for himself and is just using my current situation with Kylian to get me single. Or maybe he is just angry at the mess I put myself and is just mad at me for letting Kylian walk all over me. I don’t know what is it with him but one thing I am sure of is that I never should have invited strangers into my marriage
“Maybe I am but I have to fight for my marriage. That way even if it does not work out, I will look at this day with no regrets because I know I tried my very best. Marcus, you should understand me” I said to him in a pleading voice
“No, I don’t because when something is not working for me, I let go. I don’t force myself into the situation”
“I am not forcing myself on my husband”
“That is exactly what you are doing… come on, let go. I drop you at the port”
“You are sending me away, are you that mad at me?”
“Why will I be mad at you, it is your life after all. You can drag a horse to the river but you can’t force it to drink from it”
“So if you are not angry with me, let me stay the night”
“He will be cool with that?”
I smirked
“He is not going to notice and if he did, I honestly don’t think he would care”
He let out a frustrated sigh and looked at me with worry. Now, I know the answer to my earlier question. He is angry with me not because he wants me but because I am letting Kylian and his family walk all over me.
“Can I stay the night?”
“Do you have anything planned for New Year” he asked
“No”
“Then, come with me to Bali”
“Bali?”
“I am spending time with my family for a few days, you should come”
I don’t think I can do that
“I can’t”
He sighed in annoyance and frustration
“What about Ibiza, I have a new year eve party to attend, would you come”
I opened my mouth to refuse but he cut in
“Would you at least go on a walk with me tonight? I need fresh air while I let the chefs clean-up”
With a bright smile on my face, I responded “That, I can do”
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY 9.00 PM WAT
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