Semua Bab The Wife He Betrayed: Bab 1 - Bab 8

The Wife He BetrayedThe evening sky above Nakuru had turned the color of dying embers.From the balcony of their modest rental house in Kiamunyi Estate, Patricia Sewe stood motionless, watching the last streaks of sunlight disappear behind the distant silhouette of Menengai Crater. The cool July wind swept across the neighborhood, rattling iron-sheet roofs and carrying the aroma of charcoal smoke from nearby kitchens.Most families were settling into the comfort of the evening.Patricia wasn't.Her eyes remained fixed on the road leading into the estate.Waiting.Again.A glance at the wall clock made her chest tighten.7:43 p.m.Alex was late.Not unusual.But lately, every delay came wrapped in anxiety.Inside the house, eight-year-old Glen and his younger sister Faith sat at the dining table, trying to finish their homework beneath the weak glow of a rechargeable lamp."Mum," Glen called.Patricia turned."Yes, sweetheart?""The battery is almost dead."She forced a smile."I know

Natasha did not leave the hospital.Hours passed.Dawn slowly crept over Atlanta, painting the sky in shades of pale orange and gray, but she remained seated beside Malia's bed.Her sister still hadn't regained consciousness.Every beep from the monitor felt like a countdown.To what, Natasha didn't know.The door opened quietly.A young nurse stepped inside carrying a folder."Dr. Harris asked me to bring these."Natasha accepted the file."What is it?""Malia's preliminary laboratory results."The nurse offered a sympathetic smile before leaving.For several moments, Natasha simply stared at the folder.Part of her didn't want to open it.As a nurse, she knew enough to understand how devastating a few pages of medical data could be.Eventually, she opened it.Blood chemistry.Genetic markers.Organ function reports.She flipped through the pages automatically.Then stopped.Her eyes narrowed.A particular section had caught her attention.Blood type.Natasha blinked.Looked again.T

The rest of the afternoon passed in silence.Patricia and Alison remained parked several blocks away, watching Alex's car disappear into Nakuru traffic.Neither of them spoke immediately.Both were trying to make sense of what they had witnessed.The affair was real.That much was no longer in doubt.But the scene at the café had raised even more questions.Why would Fiona kiss another man in front of Alex?Who was the wealthy stranger in the Range Rover?And what was inside the brown envelope?Patricia leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.The old Patricia would have been crying.The new Patricia was thinking."You're frightening me."Patricia opened her eyes.Alison was watching her."What?""You've been quiet for ten minutes."Patricia managed a faint smile."I'm learning.""Learning what?""How to stop loving someone blindly."Alison reached over and squeezed her hand.The gesture almost brought tears to Patricia's eyes.Almost.But she refused to cry.Not today.Not anymor

Patricia couldn't take her eyes off the document.The words blurred before her.SOLE BENEFICIARY: FIONA LAWAMA.Rain clouds drifted across the moonlit Nakuru sky as Alison slowly drove away from Milimani Estate.Neither sister spoke.The silence was heavy.Dangerously heavy.Patricia stared out the window, watching the city lights pass by.Everything was changing too fast.A week ago, she thought her biggest problem was unpaid bills.Now she was discovering hidden accounts, secret properties, another woman, and a mysterious will.Nothing made sense.And that frightened her more than the betrayal itself."You're quiet."Alison's voice broke the silence.Patricia smiled faintly."I'm thinking.""About?""Why?"Alison frowned."Why what?""Why would Fiona need a will?"The lawyer beside her became silent.Because she had been asking herself the same question.An affair explained many things.Money explained others.But a will?That was different.A will only mattered if someone died.The