Mail from a Reader: Jilted Lover

Lush,

I remember my single days, I was very pretty. After graduating from Ife. I met this guy. He was 35 years when we met. I was 26, when started dating. Then he lost his job. I had to support him with the small money I was getting from NYSC and place of primary assignment. Two adults was basically living on N34500 monthly. I did everything for this guy.

Then he got back on his feet. He got a job with a big telco in Abuja and moved to Abuja from Owerri, that was when the problem started. Serious problem. He won’t call me, he started cheating on me.

I told him he earned enough money for the both of us to get married. I will move to Abuja too and look for work. This man won't pick my calls, he won't reply my sms, he will read my bbm messages and not respond.

So, my friends advised that I go to Abuja to see him. I didn’t know his house but I had his office address (thanks to google). Then one Friday I boarded a plane to Abuja. Got to Abuja safe and went straight to this office. I got to his office and I requested to see him. The security guard won't let me into the compound. I waited outside then he came out to see me, to my utmost surprise, my boyfriend was wearing a ring on this forth finger left hand. I wanted to die when I was saw it. He greeted me and told me we should take a walk. I didn't react to the ring yet. While walking he got a call on his mobile, it was his wife. He saved her number as Baby, i saw her picture. He told her he's call her back in a bit. I became a mad woman. I asked him. Who that was.

He couldn't even lie and say something else. He told me that’s my bluntly. I wanted to kill him that instantly

I asked how can you be married, he showed me his ring and their wedding pictures on his phone. I smashed his phone on the floor. It shattered into pieces. He hit me for the first time ever. I decided to leave and not to cause a scene as people were already starring at us.

I boarded the taxi to nowhere. I just wanted to leave the scene. I later told the cab man to take me the nearest cheapest hotel (lol no money). He did. I checked into the hotel and I cried out my eyes. I taught I was going to die but I didn’t. I can never forgive him for what he did to me.

This happened 6 years and he reached out to me via email to ask me for forgiveness yesterday. I haven't responded.

P.S I'm not married yet. it saddens me.

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This one pass me abeg, I still haven't forgiven an ex that left a week and half to my final year exams in 2008. (That's 8 years ago)