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CHAPTER SIX

 

Ashley Black rose up from her bed in her matrimonial home, as she was supposed to be in school because her first class of the day was at 8 a.m. She checked her table clock in her elegantly designed room and realized that if she didn't start dressing up, she would definitely be late for her class. She ran towards the bathroom and did her morning routine. By the time she was done, she had quickly dressed up, and soon she was ready to go to school.

 

She walked down the stairs and stopped when she saw him. Her husband, Michael, who was already seated on the dining chair, was eating his morning breakfast, which consisted of tea and three slices of bread with scrambled eggs. She saw that hers was also ready. She made her way to the dining room.

 

"Good morning." She greeted Michael as she sat on the chair beside him.

 

"Morning, how was your night?" Michael asked her.

 

"My night?" She asked to be sure of the question he asked. Because she could remember after the small chat they had and Michael left, she waited for him to come back home. She was in the kitchen awaiting his arrival and noticed that he had come in the night. He was drunk, and as she wanted to help him, she stopped as she saw something on his shirt. She saw a lipstick mark on it. She remembered that she asked him where he was coming back from, but all he did was ignore her. It hurt her, but she didn't know what else she could do, so she let it rest, and today he was asking her how her night was. Ridiculous.

 

"It was terrific." She responded, smiling at the process.

 

Michael could see that the smile she put on was a fake one, so he dropped the subject. Yesterday night, he knew he almost cheated on his young wife. When he went to a party that his school friends had invited him to, he was so tempted by all the sexy ladies around that he almost cursed his father for tying him down so early. He had thrown all caution to the wind and had made out with a lady who was looking deliciously tempting and was ready for sex. It was when the lady suggested that they head to a room that he stopped the act. An act that he shouldn't have stopped if he wasn't married to a naive kind of wife. Geez!

 

"Thanks for the food," Ashley appreciated as she stood up from the chair.

 

"You're going already?" Michael asked, standing up during the process.

 

"Yes, I'd be late if I didn't move soon."

 

"Alright. Let me drop you off at school, since we're going to the same school."

 

"Oh no! You don't need to worry; I can just order a cab."

 

"Don't be ridiculous, Ashley; we're going the same way; I can as well take you there. And that's it." He picked up the car keys from the table. "Jane!" He called the housekeeper, who was old enough to be his mother.

 

"Yes sir."

 

"Take care of this house by the time we're gone, okay?"

 

"Yes, sir. I will. Before you come back, I will prepare a delicious meal for you." Jane promised.

 

"That will be nice of you. We'll be heading to school now." And they both left.

 

* * * * *

 

The drive to Everest University was a silent one. Ashley felt awkward in the car because she didn't know what to talk about; they just sat in silence, no one talking to each other. She breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the school gate. School, sweet school. She muttered. To her, it wasn't home sweet home anymore because she wasn't comfortable in her new home.

 

"Where are you dropping off?" Michael asked her.

 

"Campus, just drop me off at campus; I'll find my way from there."

 

"What is the course you're studying?" He asked again. Ashley was aggravated that he had already forgotten the little talk they had the day before yesterday.

 

"I'm studying business administration." She answered.

 

" Ohh! No problem then."

 

"Alright, Michael, I got to get going now; I'm two minutes late." She said this and rushed out of the car to her faculty.

 

Michael watched his wife as she left. She was beautiful; she was dressed in denim jeans, trousers, and a crop top. He knew that, for sure, his wife was hot. Damn hot!

 

He diverted his attention to the other ladies walking around the campus, and he sighted a fair lady. Yes, his wife was hot, but this one was way hotter.

 

He shook his head. No, he won't cheat; he won't, until they have a mutual agreement between them. A mutual agreement that would set them both free.

 

He drove his car to his faculty of engineering. As soon as he reached his faculty, he saw his group of friends and smiled to himself. He packed his car, came out, and headed to where his friends were staying.

 

"Whatsup guys?" He greeted.

 

"Hey, married man." Philip, his closest friend among them, teased him.

 

"C'mon, stop that joke, man."

 

"But it's true, you are the only married man amongst us; now you can enjoy your wife anytime, any day. I envy you, man." Henry, another of his friends, said

 

"What? Envy, you say?"

 

"Yes man." Samson, also a friend of his, spoke.

 

"Please just stop. I envy you guys. At least you guys have access to any pxssy you want to fxck; you aren't only subjected to one. Please, let's not talk about that.

 

"Married man!" Henry teased again, and he smacked him.

 

"Shut up!" And they all laughed.

 

Was school ever going to remain the same again? He thought as he stared at his single friends that he wouldn't have to worry about cheating anybody. It was all because of his carelessness; assuming he had hid his pleasure from women from his dad's sight, his dad wouldn't have set him up with someone who was probably a virgin, someone he was sure wasn't even ready for sex. Why was life treating him this way? Why?