Semua Bab Unexpectedly His: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter Forty Two: Broken BoundariesIt was a quiet Sunday evening, the kind that made everything feel still. The sky was a soft shade of gold, the air calm and gentle. Ken sat under the mango tree in his compound, sipping wine from a glass while scrolling through his phone. The evening breeze brushed lightly against his face, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass.Across the yard, his security man, Emeka, was washing one of the cars, humming softly to himself. Everything felt peaceful until a loud knock came at the gate.Emeka stopped scrubbing and listened. When the knock came again, this time more insistent, he sighed, rinsed his hands quickly in a bucket of water, and walked briskly to the gate.“Who be that?” he asked, peeking through the small hole.A dark-skinned lady stood outside, wearing a fitted grey gown. Her expression was calm but uncertain.“Good evening,” she said quietly.“Evening,” Emeka replied. “Who you dey find?”“I’m looking for Mr. Ken,” she said.Emeka raised

Chapter Forty Four:Between Two PressuresWhen Ken arrived at the office that morning, his mood was still heavy. The anger from the hospital had not left him; it clung to his chest like smoke that refused to clear. He walked into his office, dropped his briefcase carelessly on the table, and sat down with a deep sigh. For a moment, he just stared blankly at the computer screen, trying to push back the thoughts of Mercy and the chaos she had caused.He was so lost in his own head that he didn’t hear the door open until a voice pulled him back.“Good morning, sir,” his secretary said, stepping in with a file.Ken startled slightly, then blinked, realizing someone was in front of him. “Oh uh, good morning,” he said quickly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you come in.”The young man smiled awkwardly. “It’s alright, sir. I’ve actually been calling you from your intercom, but you didn’t respond. I thought maybe something was wrong.”Ken rubbed his forehead and sighed. “No, nothing. I just have a l

Chapter Forty Six: A Step Toward HealingKunle sat quietly in his living room, already dressed and ready to go see his wife. His black suit fit perfectly, his shoes shone, and yet his heart felt heavy. He stared at the wristwatch on his hand, trying to calm the uneasiness stirring inside him. It had been weeks since he last saw Faith, and though they had exchanged a few calls, her tone was still cold, polite, but distant.He leaned back on the couch, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as if searching for courage there. What if she refuses to see me? What if she’s still angry? he thought. He wanted to make things right this time not with words alone but with actions.After a few moments of silence, he decided to pick up the gift box he had arranged earlier. Inside were her favorite fruits, a pack of chocolates, and a bouquet of fresh red roses. He took a deep breath, muttered a short prayer for strength, switched off his electronic gadgets, locked his door, and stepped out.The ride to Faith

Chapter Forty Eight: Shattered HopeIt was a bright Wednesday morning, around 11 a.m. The soft rays of sunlight poured into Ken’s glass-walled office, glinting off the table where a few open files sat. He was in the middle of an important meeting with some clients, trying to finalize a deal that had taken weeks of back-and-forth negotiations. Every word he said had to be calculated, every gesture controlled.But just when the discussion began to take a good shape, his phone started ringing nonstop. It was buzzing loudly on the table, cutting through the calmness of the room. Ken frowned slightly, trying to ignore it, but the persistent sound drew the attention of everyone in the room. He gestured apologetically to the clients and signaled to his secretary to check who it was.The secretary picked up the phone, glanced at the screen, and whispered, “Sir, it’s from Doctor Ade. He’s been calling repeatedly.”Ken’s heart skipped a beat. Doctor Ade? That was the doctor in charge of the hos

Chapter Fifty :Old HabitsThat night, after everything that happened at the hospital earlier in the day, Ken sat quietly on his bed, his dinner already eaten, his bath long taken. The room was dimly lit, and a soft tune played faintly from his sound system. Yet, even with the calm atmosphere, his mind refused to rest.He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling as a wave of mixed emotions washed over him. Everything that happened in the hospital replayed like a slow movie. The disappointment, the wasted money, the humiliation all came flooding back.He let out a heavy sigh and muttered under his breath, “This is why I’ve always said women can’t be trusted.” His voice was low, tired, and edged with frustration. “They’re all the same, full of games and pretence. All they ever want is money and attention.”Ken shook his head slowly, still lost in thought. He had convinced himself that love was an illusion something people only talked about but never truly experienced. In his world, love o