LOGINPregnant? How can Jasmine be pregnant with Patrick's child when they were still together two days ago and made love? Oh yes, that's possible, he'd never made love to her without protection. Was she getting involved with Patrick while she was still with him?
“You're an ingrate Jasmine. You're a wicked woman. Only now you remember your future needs to be secured? Andre works hard to pay your tuition f*e through the university, he could have saved those large amounts of money, securing his own future. Andre now lives with a single kidney, he gave you one and he wasn't thinking about his future when he donated his kidney to you. Twice, he'd given your mother his blood in transfusion and paid all your hospital bills, leaving him without savings. He takes two jobs, sometimes three to meet your needs and that of your life along with his own. His future was left unattended because he was ensuring you are fine. Now you think he doesn't have an identity? He doesn't have a family and he's a bastard. What about the sacrifices he'd made for you and your family? Being from the orphanage doesn't make him less human than anyone else. Can you pay for the kidney and blood he gave to save your life and that of the members of your family…” Felix reprimanded. “Shut the fuck! What has he done that someone hasn't done before? Is he the first person who is stupid for love? He is simply being an idiot who is in love with my woman. I don't blame him, an orphan like him, is not expected to be wise but become a captive of love” Patrick squeaked. Turning to Andre he said “Tell me how much you have spent and I will double it back in refund. But don't trouble my pregnant wife anymore. Guards, throw this imbeciles out of my sight” Felix pulled Andre along to go. He initially was leaving but suddenly pulled his hand away and ran back to Jasmine. He knelt before her and held her hand “Don't leave me Jasmine. I can't survive without you. I promise to work harder…” he was pleading. Two hefty men pulled him up by his collar and hit him heavily in his belly and the other hit him hard on his face. His lips got wounded and he spat out blood. Felix ran over and said “Will you take away his fiancée and also kill him?” The onlookers started murmuring. But the men kept on hitting Andre and he kept stretching his hands to Jasmine. His face was now bruised that eventually Jasmine said “Please stop them Patrick” she can't take it that these men kept hitting and kicking his belly like this. “Let him go. If you think you can compete with me over anything, you'll be dead. And when next you laid those filthy hands of yours on my wife again, I won't leave you with an intact corpse” Patrick warned and pulled Jasmine with him into the car. Just as she was going to get into the car, Jasmine glanced back at the man she used to love and cared about, his face was battered and he was bleeding from his lips. She left him because he is not financially stable like Patrick otherwise, Andre was perfect for any woman. She shrugged and got into the car. Alice waited all day and there was no sign of Andre. She's worried especially when she remembers that he didn't go with his phone. She called Felix and he told her that he would call her back. Alice is a retired matron from the orphanage. She'd lost her husband a few years earlier and when she was retiring, she adopted Andre. She liked young Andre, intelligent and good looking. Despite being in the orphanage, he still outshines all the kids in looks and he is good academically. That's how she became a mother and raised Andre. That was twenty years ago. Andre is twenty six years old now. She was going to call Felix again when her phone chirped. It was Regina, her friend. “Regina…” Alice started talking when she was interrupted sharply by her friend “Listen to me, Alice. You should call your adoptive son to order. If he tries to interfere with my daughter and son-in-law's marriage again, he won't be spared…” Alice was not hearing anything else. She glanced at her phone, isn't this Regina, Jasmine's mother? Besides being friends all their lives, her son was engaged to her daughter and they were hoping to get married in February the following year. Seeing she was sure of the caller ID, she said “Regina, it's me Alice, Andre's mother” she said, letting her know that she was saying the wrong words to her. She probably was going to call someone else and ended up calling her. “Of course I know who I am talking to, Alice Torello. You should tell your son Andre Torello that thing you picked from the orphanage to leave my daughter alone. Next time, Patrick might kill him” and hung up. Alice gently brought her phone down from her ears. What the heck is going on? Andre, Jasmine, marriage. What is happening? Did Jasmine…wait who is Patrick? Remembering Felix looks earlier and how he suddenly pulled Andre along with him, a certain reality dawned on Alice. She gently sank into the sofa, supporting herself by holding her head between her palms. What is happening? A few hours had passed and her son hadn't returned. Did Jasmine get married to someone else and jilted him? Andre would die if Jasmine leaves him. He loves her too much. Tears cascaded down her cheeks uncontrollably. Regina reminded her that Andre was her adoptive son. Does she need to remind her that? Where is she going to go now, to find Andre. Why isn't Felix picking his calls? She was still thinking when she heard the noise of Felix's bike. She stepped out quickly and saw Andre stepping down from Felix's bike with a bandaged face. His body was wounded and his clothes were as if he was beaten up by goons.He raised himself to a sitting position and glared at his mother. A more convenient way to commit suicide rather than being stucked in the snow. He hopes his mom is not assuming and conceiving something filthy in her heart. “You think I'm talking nonsense right, Andre? You deliberately went out into the snow and threw your jacket away because you know I wouldn't let you step out without it. You deceived me and went out to die in the snow. Have you no pity for me? Are you so selfish that you only thought of yourself when you made your decision to end your existence because Jasmine jilted you? You wanted to commit suicide right? Fine you are allowed to do it but before then, you'll have to watch me die first” Alice stuttered. She picked up the knife on the tray and placed it on her neck, “watch me die, Andre then after that, you'll commit suicide just this way. It's simple and fast. It's better than doing it in the snow” Alice seethed. “Stop it mom, I didn't
For the next two days, Andre didn't step out. His mom had cried, begging him to step out and take something but he wouldn't answer. Felix also came with his girlfriend Lisa and did the same but Andre will not talk to anyone. On the third day, Andre stepped out, his wounds getting healed but needed to be treated again. Alice saw him and she gasped, it's Christmas eve and he stepped out. May the blessings of this season wash away his pains and replace them with happiness untold. “Andre my son” Alice chimed and went to hug him. But he was cold, he didn't wrap his arms around her as expected. Alice didn't feel offended, she placed her hands on his shoulder and saw how emaciated he'd become. His eyes were red and hollow and his lips were dry like a malnourished child. “Why are you doing this to yourself Andre. Jasmine is happy with her marriage to another man. If you keep hurting yourself besides the one she'd inflicted on you, you'll make her feel she owns your breath a
“Andre! Son?” Alice called but he just hugged her and sniffled before walking past her into his room. Alice turned herself and watched his retreating back view, how will he take it? She only glanced back at Felix when Andre disappeared from sight. Her tears ran down her cheeks. She already knew something was wrong, Regina had made her guess; her daughter had been married off to another man. “I'm sorry Aunt, that I couldn't stop the wedding” Felix said with a reddened eyes. Andre had sacrificed everything for love and relationship. He could slit his throat if that would make Jasmine satisfied and what did she think? She said he was blind to reality all his life. Alice nodded and sniffled before saying “Thank you for bringing him home to me” he doesn't need to tell her, she knows he must have pulled Andre from that venue with difficulty. For the rest of that day, Andre didn't step out of his room. He was broken. Why would she do this to him? He was working hard to me
Pregnant? How can Jasmine be pregnant with Patrick's child when they were still together two days ago and made love? Oh yes, that's possible, he'd never made love to her without protection. Was she getting involved with Patrick while she was still with him? “You're an ingrate Jasmine. You're a wicked woman. Only now you remember your future needs to be secured? Andre works hard to pay your tuition fee through the university, he could have saved those large amounts of money, securing his own future. Andre now lives with a single kidney, he gave you one and he wasn't thinking about his future when he donated his kidney to you. Twice, he'd given your mother his blood in transfusion and paid all your hospital bills, leaving him without savings. He takes two jobs, sometimes three to meet your needs and that of your life along with his own. His future was left unattended because he was ensuring you are fine. Now you think he doesn't have an identity? He doesn't
Andre returned from the night shift, his teeth shattering. It's the height of the cold season, the snow was dropping and he felt like he was going to freeze. His heavily insulated snow pants kept him warm but not enough to spare him from the cold. His hood shielded his face by protecting his head and neck. He needed to do this third job to meet up with the demands of his fiancée. Christmas was in a couple of days and finally, he'd done with the job for the month. He adjusts the water heater before turning the shower on. He heard his phone ringing in the bedroom but was not in a hurry to answer it. He took his time before stepping out of the bathroom. His mom had prepared a hot coffee for him, he saw it placed by his bedside, the aroma of black coffee filled the entire room, the steam of it writhing away. He chose another outfit with a zipper pocket and head warmer as he took a sip from his coffee and stepped out of the room. He had hardly sat down to have







