"So tell me, how did your confrontation with Tunde go?" Stephanie asked Bola, as they sat down for another therapy session.
Bola's happy countenance, changed immediately to a frown.
"With the look on your face, my guess is that, it didn't go well?"
"He says we are done, the idiot claims to love his wife and wants to be with her alone. Can you imagine the rubbish?"
"Actually I can, and I also think you should respect his decision too."
Stephanie could see Bola's nostrils flaring in anger, "to hell with his bloody decision! He didn't know he loves his wife, when he was having sex with me? Asking me to meet him in secluded places, so no one would know about our affair, wasn't he married then, or didn't he love his wife then?"
