"You are just an ugly, good for nothing chick. Can't you see that you are the reason why I cheated on you? You look so fat and ugly and yet you expect me to remain faithful to you? And why the hell did you go through my phone? How dare you? The next time you try it, I will make sure I deal with" His eyes were bloodshot as he yelled at me with breath smelling of alcohol.
"How can you say that to me honey? I am not ugly or fat by nature, I am pregnant for God's sake. You should know that my present appearance is as a result of the pregnancy. I will not look like this as soon as deliver our baby" I cried holding my protruding belly. He looked at me with disgust and laughed hysterically.
"If that's what pregnancy does to women, I am very sure most men won't stay married. You are just an ugly thing, so please do not blame it on the pregnancy." He said this with disdain as he picked up the car keys and walked towards the door indicating that he wanted to go out but I rushed to prevent him from going out.
"Honey, it's late already. Where are you going to at this time of the night?" I asked holding on to his arm with tears in my eyes. But he shoved my hand off him and adjusted the sleeve of his shirt
"You know what? I think you should stop this honey nonsense already. I feel disgusted each time you call me that okay? So please stop calling me that. And as for where I am headed to, you already know I am seeing someone else, so what's the point spending the night with an ugly chick like you when I could actually be with the beautiful woman truly love? Huhh?" I gasped in shock at the words that came from my husband.
"I am your wife Marvin and I am carrying our child. Your child! How dare you treat me this way?" I yelled hitting him on the chest as I cried bitterly. But he gripped my hands and pushed me to the ground without remorse.
"This marriage ended a long time ago my darling. I walked away from it all the very day you began to let yourself go. Do you even take a look at yourself in the mirror? How fat and ugly you have become? Do you? And if you think that's going to change, you are wrong. If you can't cope with me being with someone else, then leave by all means." He yelled and walked out of the house slamming the door behind him. I wept bitterly as crouched on the floor, wrapping my arms around my belly.
This was what happened on the night I first found out he was having an affair with his personal assistant while I was 28 weeks pregnant with her first baby. I had picked up his phone to call mine since I couldn't find it when I came across their chats on whatsapp. One would expect that a man who was caught cheating would be sorry and remorseful but this man, the man I had loved for eight years and married for 2 years didn't care about how I felt. Instead he treated me with so much disgust and I wondered if it was the same man I had known for those eight years of my life. I cried my eyes out that night as i wondered where I had gone wrong. I was very certain that I wasn't ugly when we first met, fell in love and got married. So what changed?
After he left that night, I didn't see him again for another two days, neither did he call or text to know how I was faring so I had to pick myself up for the sake of the child was carrying. He came back three nights later to get more of his personal belongings and left almost immediately without looking at me for a second. I could see myself gradually fading away, I was beginning to lose interest in living as I had no one to turn to for comfort. My father was never in support of my marriage to Marvin and for this reason I was estranged from my family so I tried to encourage myself and be strong for the child in my womb because I didn't want to lose her in all of this.
It didn't take long before some concerned neighbors began to see him in town with his mistress in very compromising positions and even took pictures and made videos of them together to present to me as evidence in case l wanted to file for a divorce and I remember the pain l felt in my heart when I stared at those pictures. It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest and it hurt so bad that I wanted to die.
Claire was her name, I had seen her severally when I paid visits to my husband at the office. Then all was well with us so I didn't think there was anything suspicious going on between them. Claire was a young girl in her early twenties who had the perfect figure and a very pretty face. I wasn't surprised that he went for her, because she looked just like me when I was much younger. But to the surprise of my neighbors, I stayed. I didn't ask for a divorce, neither did I try to leave. I wanted to remain with this man not only because I loved him so much and was willing to make our marriage work but because I didn't want my daughter to grow up without a father.
But day after day my relationship with Marvin deteriorated to the point where he didn't come home for days and sometimes weeks. Then one day he came home and dumped an enveloped in front of me as I sat arranging my baby's nursery; I was already thirty four weeks gone and the doctor had told me to get ready because she could come anytime soon.
"What is this? I asked in confusion and I picked up the envelope to check it's content. And then he mentioned the two words that I dreaded the most.
"Divorce papers! I screamed. My hands was trembling and the tears could stay back as they flowed freely down my cheeks
"Why? Our baby will be here at any time and you want to leave me? Please honey, don't leave me. I beg you." I cried bitterly. But he was unmoved by my pleas.
"I will be moving out of the house for good right now so please as soon as you finish signing the papers, contact Dickson my lawyer and he will come pick them up." He made to leave but I ran to him and held on to him tightly, begging him to give us a second chance. I hoped that maybe somewhere in his heart, there was still that soft spot for me that my pleas could reach but I did not expect what was to come next.
I found myself laying flat on the ground with my belly bump hitting the ground, I could feel some fluid rushing down my legs so I stretched out my hand to feel it and when I raised my hand to look at it. I screamed. Oh God! My baby! My eyes began to lose vision and just before they blacked out. I could see him panicking as he rushed to lift me off the ground.