All Chapters of Wrong Marriage, Perfect Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

NathanI thought I would be on top of the world when all the vain idiots I called friends discovered that I am not the good-for-nothing cripple they regarded me as, but I am not. Having genuine people around me who did not care what disability I had, how much I had, and what I owned has made the whole thing an anticlimax. If anything, I am terrified of my new family keeping me at an arm’s length because of my wealth. Amari is too quiet around me. I know that she loves me, but I can’t help but panic. Ella is making all these ridiculous statements about our love being forever. Amari does not say much about it, but I know that I should intervene before things escalate out of control. I know the gold-diggers like Ella. They will push my wife to the limit until she snaps. I can’t have that. I must lay the boundaries now. My wife is untouchable, and they all have to know it.It does not take much to bury Ella. One interview is all I need to do. The whore lies so much, she can’t even keep up

Nathan I can safely say that my life is complete. I can’t get over the expressions of all our friends when we gave them their homes. I sit in the lounge and watch the media going frenzy over me giving out over five hundred mansions for free. The following day, Brian arrives with Paul. Their mansions are on the right side of ours. The other side is Mrs Gail and Isaac . To my irritation, they are all smitten by my wife. Paul is the worst, he is always around my wife. Amari hates gossip and all but she’s different with Paul. She has become the sister he never had. “Now, young man, what should happen for you to look like how God created you?” my wife asks Paul while I shake my head at her. Paul has tattoos covering most of his body and over twenty gold teeth. Add his tall muscular body, he really looks scary when you don’t know him, but he is the gentlest of souls. “I will get rid of it, Ma’am,” Paul says while I look at him in disbelief. “What?” he asks when he sees my expr

Nathan The next church service is quiet and back to old times. The old women who were flirting with me before, are quite funny now. They give me, or rather Frank witty winks because they are the select few who know who I am. The following day Amari and I head to the hospital for the appointment we have with the gynaecologist and find the consulting rooms packed with our friends. “Seriously?” Amari asks, giving me an unimpressed look. “I only told Mrs Gail, I swear.”“You might as well call the journalists for a media briefing,” she says and rolls her eyes. “I only told Malcom, Sister Grace and Sister Harvey,” Mrs Gail tries to defend herself. “Why am I even explaining myself? We also want to see the baby,” she adds while I laugh. I really do love my family of crazy old men and women. “How exactly are you all going to fit into the examination room?” Amari asks and Mrs Gail waves her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about that. Nathan owns this hospital and the nice lady here has

AmariI can safely say I am the happiest woman alive. I have very crazy and protective family and a loving husband. Everything about Nathan melts me. He does not have to say anything. I catch him ogling me on multiple occasions. I feel and look like a balloon every day, but he thinks I am hot. I wake up feeling more tired than usual. I am told that is part of pregnancy. It’s just after seven in the morning and I am yawning like I did not sleep. Nathan chuckles. He finds everything I do amusing. “One of those days, huh?”I roll my eyes. He thinks he knows me better than I know myself. “I will order a massage for you. I think Janet is around.”Janet is Paul’s girlfriend who has is a massage therapist. She does a lot of house calls, especially in our estate. “For your daughter or me?”He grins at my question before pulling me in his arms and passionately kisses me. We are both breathless by the time he breaks off the kiss and gazes at me. “You are my queen. My life, my everything

NathanMy life is a complete mess and my head is spinning. “Who the hell would use a biological warfare weapon on my wife?”It is now clear that my wife is patient zero and everyone who was around her got poisoned. No one can explain how. Amari has no enemies. I just can’t understand why anyone would do this. “We are trying to find that out, Mr Lord,” the national security guy says. “Are you sure you don’t know anyone on that list?” he asks, and I shake my head. I have never seen any of the terrorists they have shown me. None of the guys and old men know them either. “Okay. Sarin is deadly when not treated. The medical team are doing their best. We need all of you to come with us to ground zero,” one of the agents I assume is in charge says. I look at him blankly.“The poisoning most likely happened in your estate. We need access to all the houses of the women who are poisoned,” he clarifies.“That’s fine. I will let the security let you in.”“We need you to come with us,” the onl