Amina watched Ifeanyi as he played with his food, moving the dish around the plate with his food. The servants had prepared one of his favourite foods today, fried rice and turkey. Yet, he didn’t seem to enjoy it. Seeing him earlier had sent her heart racing, it had been such sweet joy to see his face again after such a long time. She’d wanted to go to him, to hug him and tell him about their babies but then she’d seen his wife latched unto his arm staring at her with a sickeningly sweet smile almost as if she was showing him off. Look, I have the man that you desire the most and he’s all mine.
All her anger had come rushing back and she’d felt stupid for even thinking such thoughts. She had a wonderful man like Hassan who adored and took care of her yet she was pining after a jerk lik
