My Brutal Ex-husband Wants Me Back

ost bitter moment of my life. "I must and I'm bound to keep this", I told myself with a deep breathe. "I want to and I'll see to it

difficult for me as my ex-soulmate whom I se

. "No matter how hard she tries, I must get Sally back to my house. I'll make sure that all efforts

ing back to him, he would do whatever it takes even if it is by coercion

s fiendish attitude. "Sally!" He said, with soft voice on the phone, "I'm no longer that man you

ve that I'm the only man in the world who is fit

nners are so much clear to me now, I'm not listening to his promises this time", I told myself, relaxed my muscles. Those behaviors are red lights th

d it with his friend. Morgan was planning to draw me back to himself by force. That is if I bother not to accept his humble request. "Madam!" She called,

he further said, as she felt reluctant to confide that part. "Just beware for

voice, I resp

another friend

w many times did I call

!", I respon

r husband is planning for you, Sally"

y husband, I overheard that he was planning to bring you ba

erything in your mind, I promise to take pr

en con

pping. He'd wanted to torture you before he takes you to

y must hear that I told you this", s

ears! It was as if I was dreaming. I tried

me! You must leave this area! Otherwise you would be killed a

she had come to unravel the secret to me. Her own husband was a party in this.

to her if I was forcefully abducted? What would she have done if the boys my ex-husband arranged for my kidnapping actually succeeded in their plans?" I carefully thought

just three. My little cousin, an orphan, who is staying with us, my mother, and me. Very hardworking and diligent. He had stopped his education to hustle for money to sustain the family. After all,

trol my weepings. I wept and gnashed my teeth. "I wished

ht about my poor mother who had brought me to this level. That prevented me from doing so. I do not want her in irredeemable sorrow. "Sally, you can

er called me to herself. "Sally

eluctantly

ing and listen to what I'd like to say", she said, with curiosity in the heart. I turned deaf ears to her pleadings. But she kept pleading that I shouldn't weep any longer. "You'r

me to this house not quite long and she asked about you. He told me he'd like to know your whereabout", my mother said, took

ontin

about the reconciliation on the phone. He said you've failed to give him response ever since. He

, with curiosity in mind

k all the dowries he paid to the family to g

s sta

mas. Life often gives ups and downs. An example is this one. I do not want you to go back to him, but dear daughter,

to give him back all the dowries?", my

lly. Gather up yourself and retu

hed the discourse, I was me

ying uncontrollably the other t

come to him, he would deploy the use o

two eyes almost removed at midnight", I told

an like me. That very night, we slept on the same bed. Suddenly, Mor

ffirmed, with a face of disagreement. That was the

kill in beating me. When he beats me,

Mum", I reiterated, placin

ntin

told him I wouldn't be going to his nightclub party, Mum. You have to remember that I was on the verge

o use me as a slave, a drum, and a cheap individual before his colleagues", I

ittle ... An

Mom, I am not going back to

as well? Do you want to spend the days of your life in lonelines

heart, dividing asunder her spirit from her soul. She felt helpless. Her sou

think after I told

must not return to that man's place. I must act fast", I heard

atter known to the police. H

e things known to the police?" She asked herself as

daughter in some kind of danger", she asked herself again, as she

ather defend the criminal over the victim in as much as they see hi

y a little bit. To thwart justice, you don't give peanuts to the police. That's another crime if you try that. They need a great deal of money

erially wealthy. My mother knows so well that i

would make the police officers to th

r bed. She slept off. She did