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FIFTY SEVEN

Author: Runo J Uwerhiavwe
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-10 23:50:50

- ACE -

I feel pathetic.

No, I don’t have to feel, I am pathetic. The minute I walked in here, I knew I wasn’t needed here. I knew I should’ve gone back outside and requested my chauffeur to come to me but I didn’t.

The minute I saw her laughing and enjoying the company of another man, every part of me wanted to stay despite every fibre in my body aching to leave. I felt conflicted but I chose to stay.

For the first time in my life, I chose the cowardly route and decided to sit where I could watch them. This is the first time I’ve seen her look this way. Carefree, unbothered about anything and anyone around her.

Dare I say. . . . This is the first time since our marriage that I’ve seen her look comfortable. That I’ve seen her happy. And I don’t know why but I wanted to watch her.

I wanted to witness this scene first hand because deep down, I knew she would never be this way in front of me. And I don’t know what that knowledge did to me. I’m not sure yet, but I certain
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  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    100

    - ACE - I walk down the stairs following after her vanished presence. Lorelei is not at the dining, I notice when I get to the last step. I trace my gaze around my living room. She’s not in the living room either. Sighing out my nostrils to keep myself calm and head levelled, I stroll to my front door. There is nowhere she can really go to inside this house. I may have many rooms but even she knows she doesn’t have the free will to explore them all. A sudden feeling chokes me by the neck. I should rectify that. I don’t want her to feel caged in the place she lives in. The cool morning breeze brushes my body as I step outside. The sight before me is beautiful. For someone who has a nicely trimmed yard, I don’t come out often to gaze at it. I don’t do grills and nor do I host those solo backyard summer lunches. Not that I have people I’d want to invite to such gatherings. Not that I even want to host one in the first place. I take a deep breath, filling my lungs then slowly

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    NINETY NINE

    - ACE - There is something about the way she looks in the morning that is captivating. Chaotic and new. It took me one second to know that I wanted to savour that look because I would never get to see that sight again. Because I would never have her in my bed till the morning comes. And was that sadness I felt in that moment? I cannot tell. I just knew right then and there that I did not want that sight to be forgotten. I loved watching her small form back away from me and retreat towards the stairs. She has no idea how much the little things she doesn’t do gets to me and she still won’t. I won’t give her the pleasure of knowing me this way. Not when I haven’t fully discovered and understood the sudden change in my feelings. Not when there is a possibility of me switching back to the me I was before I married her. The me she knows. I clear my throat. I am still standing by her room door. This distance between us suddenly feels daunting. Why the heck is her room so far from mine

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    NINETY EIGHT

    - LORELEI - Have you ever felt so defeated and disgusted in yourself? So lost that you don’t know what to do next nor how to even do what you intend to do even if you do plan out a routine? That is me right now. I have been a bed potato with indecisiveness since the night I offered myself to my husband. Even right now, I am on my bed with my head resting on my arm as I lean on my side. Ever since that night, I have been stuck in my head. Contemplating actions and things I thought to do without actually achieving them. I feel too ashamed to do anything. Too ashamed to even leave my own room and walk around in my own house. Because for some reason, my mind is crowded by the whispers of the things I do not know about. By the voices of those who I do not even see living in this household. Sometimes, I wonder, do these maids swear an allegiance and sign a written secrecy contract to not disclose the happenings within this household to the public? Because I am in awe by how private

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    NINETY SEVEN

    - ACE - I don't know what to think. I don't know what to do either so I have decided to drown myself in paper work to keep my mind occupied with other things. Other things that is not her. And her preposterous deal with me. 'My body' I could hear her say. 'My body is yours to use.' I clear my throat, trying to interrupt my thoughts while staring at my computer screen and reading the file before me. The memory is so vivid in my mind, replaying like I can hear her repeating herself to me. And it is driving me insane. 'Whenever you like.' And I am officially distracted. Again. I let out a groan, resting my back on the seat in my home office, as I roll my office chair backwards a little bit, slightly away from my desk. All it takes is one second for my thoughts to immediately be flooded by her. By everything about her. It is so strange to me that I cannot understand. I should hate her. A simple near death experience should not be enough to make me not want to ruin her anym

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    NINETY SIX

    - LORELEI - He met me first, I remind myself pacing down his corridor like a walking corpse, letting my shoulder drag against the wall. He offered me something I never asked for. My eyes are dull. Yet, it’s me offering a collateral. One I never would’ve succumbed to even while drunk. I don’t know why I did it, now that it’s been done, it seems like every form of trauma and rage cleared away from my head like a passing fog. Don’t get me wrong, I am still angry, but I just leased myself out to the one person I detest the most based on revenge. Revenge that is not even targeted at my father and my stupid step family, the most deserving people of it. I exhale, completely distressed as my brows narrow into a frown. I hit my hand, folded into a fist, against the wall. The feeling of rage and defeat is a bitter emotion fighting side by side in my mind. My brain finally seems to function properly outside my rage. I let out a sigh, halting in a spot. I rest my back on the wall, now st

  • MY ARRANGED HUSBAND IS THE MAN I CHEAT ON HIM WITH    NINETY FIVE

    - ACE - A knock on my door alerts me, diverting my attention to it. “Who is it?” I question, my voice crude and slightly irritated. If there’s one thing I hate the most, it is being disturbed, even when I’m doing nothing. By anyone at all. It makes my blood boil. “Lorelei.” The name that resounded behind those doors makes my torso jerk up from my bed, wide eyed. I feel my chest heave as I let out a heavy breath. That was fast. Has she decided too soon? Or did she come to meet me to rant? I can’t tell. In all the weeks we’ve been married, Lorelei has never knocked on my door. At least, not after that night. Not after she threw herself on me in the lingerie I bought for her and I rejected her advances. I clear my throat. I don’t know what to expect, but I’ll find out now. “Come in.” I say. The door comes open slightly, revealing her to me. I take a good look at the woman before me. She’s clothed in a tank top and palazzos. I have to admit, I would prefer a little more ski

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