Article By Candida
“My first reaction was to go home in a taxi but why should
I? Levi, was after all, my husband. With head held high, I marched back to
Levi’s office and waited for him there.
His secretary had this funny look on her face as she hurried
to go call my husband. Levi carried off his surprise very well when he saw me. I explained why I was there and he told me
he’d gone to discuss the forthcoming official party with the new company
secretary.
In the past, I’d always been responsible for catering for
guests at such parties which usually took place in our spacious living room.
But it seemed now that this whiz-kid company secretary had organised a buffet
affair in private room at a Chinese restaurant.
My blood boiled with indignation but I said nothing. On the day of this
buffet thing, I was determined to fight fire with fire. At 46, and with four children, my figure had
gone a bit but I made the most of what I had.
If I was going to be face-to-face with my husband’s mistress, I was
going to make it a grand performance.
“What a silly fool I was! Ellen, the company secretary was
dressed simply but very expensively. And she looked more smashing
close-up. I must also say that Levi
behaved pretty well at the buffet. He introduced her as the best executive the
company had and Ellen greeted me with just the right touch of friendliness and
formality due to the boss’s wife. The fact that my husband didn’t show the
slightest sign of discomfort made me wonder how many ex-girlfriends I’d met in
the past.
As Ellen turned to leave, I discovered her hair was also
magnificently groomed. She was wafting a sweet cloud of Prada perfume. It
seemed she’d doused herself in the stuff while I just dabbed mine behind the
ears. Don’t these husbands have any shame?
Fancy buying his wife and mistress the same brand of perfume! The office
staff made an unusual fuss of her and I realised she was serious
competition. What does a wife do when
she is receiving a kick in the crutch?
Rush to a lawyer? What if it’s
the husband who wants a divorce, would she want one? My short answer was, of course ‘no’! My whole
life had revolved round Levi and I didn’t like the idea of being a woman alone,
though there were no tell-tale signs he wanted to replace his wife with the
mistress. I was just feeling too vulnerable.
“Guiltily, I realised that there were a lot of things he
could find wrong with me. I drank a bit too much and had taken little interest
in his affairs since we moved to our own house in Ikeja. He didn’t fit in with
my new friends and, more often than not, he brought work home instead of
talking to me. It took a long time but I changed. Only last week he came home
straight from the office, had his dinner and a nap. I stole a glance at him as
he napped on the sofa. His balding head was a bit awry and his tie and shoes
were off. But he was all mine!”
Article By Candida
is there part 3?
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