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Wandering Trust

Chapter 3 THREE

Word Count: 774    |    Released on: 17/08/2023

y feel his heart ripping out, the pains he felt in his chest were palpable. He chuckled and threw his shoes where he was sure to take hours to find the next day. Ayele's eyes drifted to wh

perturbed. "Oh, now you can't talk? Until yesterday you were never willing to share your money. In fact, you made me believe you had no money, and so despite all my struggles and maintain our home and settle our debts, I made sure to provide for you, as I should. I have loved and cared for you endles

ow why you're being so dramatic!", Ayele sat at the edge of the

matic? Are you

something I was planning to hide forever",

you going t

ally, I

led, "Jesus, I

okay?!" Ay

n't you be proud of me?" Frimpong dashed her the deadliest glare

s it

'm building

"Are you hearing yourself? N

r husband, and touched his arm slightly, "If you dare

t tell you be

building it for

am, be

is on that

a while, and then, "min

lding it for us? Do I look l

m so

id you

oung lady, you better talk

six mon

in the air in despair, lost for words. He sat

ere forcing down my neck.... Wow, we were literally out of funds, Ayele, you proposed

thighs. He sobbed and Ayele was teary, watching him. Her heart sank. Frimpong rose abruptly from the bed, grabbed his car keys and wiped his face. He went ahead to grab

air with you right now, the thought of it suf

e you goi

d his car and drove off, leavin

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