The unfaithful wife – Season 1 – Episode 34
I felt good sending her the text
message. Then I got my car going again,
continuing the journey to my hospital.
Minutes later, she phoned back but I did
not answer her call. My phone rung over
and over again but I refused to pick her
call. Then she sent me a text message. I
scrolled to the text messages part of my
phone and pressed the button on the
inbox. It opened to reveal her message
to me. It read.
“I am not selfish. But I will not allow
myself to be locked up for years in
I decided to ignore her text message. In
the meantime, I was happy to be back at
work. My colleagues were excited to see
me back. Bubbling with energy, I began
work, attending to patients, a few of
whom I knew already.
While attending to a patient, I saw that
Nora had sent more text messages. I
decided not to read them; I simply
deleted them. Then I continued working.
Five hours later, my schedule for the day
came to an end. I got into my car and
headed home. I was half way home
when I received a call from a number I
did not know. Believing it was my wife, I
refused to answer it. My phone kept
ringing till I reached home. After it had
rung for sometime, I decided to answer
it. As soon as I did, my son’s voice came
through loud and clear.
“Daddy!” he shouted.
“Peter!” I responded, my heart melting
immediately. I loved my son and
daughter so much I knew I would not
mind dying for them.
“Daddy, please forgive Mummy, okay. She
is sorry” my son said. His statement took
me by surprise.
“Daddy, Mummy said she had done
some very bad things to you so the
police are going to lock her up for a long
time. She says if you forgive her, they
won’t lock her up. Daddy, please forgive
her. We love her. We cannot live without
her” my son said.
My little boy’s comment pierced through
my heart. It made me hate my wife with
passion. What she was doing, as far as I
was concerned, was blackmail. She
knew I had a soft spot for my children
so she was using them to get me to let
her off the hook.
“Let me talk to your mother” I said, my
voice trembling with anger.
“Mummy is not here” my son replied. I
did not know whether to believe him or
not. Nora was a smart person. She was
using one person she knew I would
“Listen, Peter, your Mummy has been
very bad to me. If you grow up, you will
understand it…I cannot
I did not know what to say. I was
choking on my words. While I was angry
with my wife, I was also not prepared to
take my son through any psychological
trauma. So, I was finding it very difficult
to explain the issue to him.
“Daddy, we beg you. She is our mother.
We love her so much. Forgive her. She
would not do it again. You always said
Jesus said we should always forgive. So
why don’t you want to forgive her?” he