When Ify, Ben’s wife had entered her car, she drove away and stopped behind a 911 lorry and watched. After 2 minutes, Ben’s car started, and to her worst fears, it stopped and picked Shaba. That she did not run after them was not to say she was not mad but for the fact that it had become the part of her daily life with Ben’s excesses. Men and brazen infidelity! She was transfixed behind the steering. So Ben had never repented of his evil ways worst of it, the stupid lies he had always punched for her listening pleasure. They must have discussed and cajoled her behind her back to their satisfaction. She kicked the engine alive and sped down the street in annoyance. Ben must prepare for a showdown at home. It had to be now or never. Her mind was fuming and her entrails coiling heatedly.
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