I Know My Boyfriend’s Married But He Doesn’t Know That I Know
At his friend’s place, I felt secure until one after the other they all left the room. Three of them. One had a call and went outside. The other one said he was going to check on the one who went outside. He went and didn’t come back. The last one went to the kitchen and then shouted from the kitchen as if one of the guys outside had called him. He went out too.......CONTINUE READING THE ARTICLE FROM THE SOURCE>>>>>
Suddenly I started feeling cold. I knew anything could happen so I told him I wanted to leave. He said, “Oh but we just came?” He started touching me inappropriately. I pulled away from his touch. I told him his friends could walk in anytime soon. He smiled, “They are not around and are not coming in anytime soon.” Just when I was about to get up, it got messy. He wanted it with force.
I begged him. I told him I wasn’t comfortable with his friends hanging around so we should do it somewhere else. He listened and mellowed after he had tried going all the way. After that incident, I withdrew from him. I warned him not to get close. He apologized. He came with gifts and money.
When I told Asantewa about the near-rape incident she was so angry she wanted to put his wife on the call right away. “Let’s tell her and end all these games.” Suzzy was like, “That’s true but you know what, let’s leave him to keep apologizing with money. If you make it all about money, he would run away himself.”
I didn’t want to tell his wife, I was sure about that. I wished I could go on enjoying what he brought without any consequences because from me, he would probably jump to another lady and it would be that lady going to get the money.
He called. He ordered food online for me when I said I was hungry. When I suggested I was broke, he sent something and then followed it with a call and said, “I’m doing all this because I care about you. Why don’t you care about me too?” I told him, “You’re telling me all this but you still have someone else on the side. You guys.”
He swore heaven and earth that he had been single for ages. “Ask my friends. Why do they call you ‘our wife’ if they knew I was married? Who knows, you’ll be my wife in future.” I mentioned his wife’s name, “So you mean she’s nothing to you? You mean your wife is no longer your future?”
He started fumbling, “Who told you about her? Who are you talking to?” I asked him, “Where is your ring? You’re hiding it because of me or you don’t wear a ring at all?”
If I hadn’t mentioned his wife’s name he would have denied it. Even after mentioning her name, he didn’t deny or accept it. All he said was, “I want us to meet. I want to know who’s telling you all these things.”
In his mind, he thought my source came from one of his friends. He pushed for me to say it. He promised to surprise me if I mentioned the person’s name. He mentioned the names of his friends one after the other and asked if they were the ones talking to me. I shook my head and showed him one of the photos I got from social media.
He went mute for a while. He asked, “So since when did you know this?” I lied. I answered, “Something didn’t feel right from the start that was why I wasn’t able to put myself into it. I found out days ago. I should have been very angry with you but you’re just a man. I forgive you.”
You’d think after this conversation, he would leave me alone but no. He texted. He called. He said I should know he was doing all that because he loved me. It’s too bad he found me at the wrong time. I was out with the squad when he called. I told them, “Your man is calling.” He was on loudspeaker talking about how he missed me and why I shouldn’t treat him like that.”
The next day when he called me, he was very angry. He screamed, “Why do you have to involve my wife? This is between you and me so why take it that far?”
That was the first time he used ‘my’ and ‘wife’ in the same sentence. Even when I told him I didn’t do it, he kept shouting and pinning me to the wall that I did. “Do you want to break my home? I know who is behind all this and I will get to the bottom of it.”
In his mind, he still thought one of his friends snitched on him but I knew where the snitching came from—Asantewaa. She had been itching to do the reporting so that night when he was on the loudspeaker blabbing, Asantewaa recorded a portion and sent it to his wife. She didn’t tell us until we confronted her. She said, “He was annoying me. How can a married man go all out on a woman like this? Is his wife a tree?”
He hasn’t called me since. I don’t know what happened in his home. Asantewaa also can’t tell what’s happening but it looks like they will work things out just like all married couples do. Wives easily forgive their husbands. They’ll have a crack but surely won’t break down.