After the wedding

3

A pretty lady in her late thirties walked into the reception hall, a beautiful figure to behold that those who were at the reception couldn't help but stare at. She was in navy blue jeans and a red crop top with a black wallet purse in her hand. Her light skin glittered. She walked straight to where Frank was standing. "Hi dear," she whispered. Frank turn. What the hell are you doing here? She smiled at him revealing her nice set of teeth with a space in between. With a frown almost immediately. She clapped her hands together for times and replied. "hahaha Wonders shall never end" Helen looked up sharply in surprise about the lady's words and the curiosity of who she was.

"Sweetheart, who is she?"

"Stay out of this Helen," Frank replied calmly.

"Beatrice, I said what are you doing here? Frank asked.

I heard that you were getting married but I didn't believe it is true. So I traveled down here to confirm and it is so.

"So you think you can dump me like that? It's not going to be easy my dear. I am it trash Frank, that thing you called wedding that was held yesterday was just a joke, it is now that the real wedding will begin.

"Between who and who?" Frank interrupted her.

"Between me and you of course " Beatrice answered in anger.

"So I am not even the culprit here after all" Helen thought in her mind. "But who is this lady?" "Will you get out of here this minute or do you want the security to throw you out?" Frank shouted.

"Call the security for who? Me? After you have used me you think you can dump me for this fool? Beatrice retorted. "Listen, young woman, I can't stand here and watch you insult me and my husband ok? Whatever you both had was in the past, so please I'll advise you to leave this minute" Helen addressed Beatrice.

"… and who are you to be the judge in this case? "Good question" Helen shouted confidently, "I am the lawfully wedded wife to Mr. Frank Chapman." Waving her wedding ring.

"Will you both stop this madness?" Frank pleaded.

Don't be silly Frank, Beatrice replied ignoring him. Do you want to settle down with this lier?

"Oh yeah! because I married him for better, or worse" Helen responded positively.

"Bet it with me, you will never enjoy your marriage, he belongs to me. Beatrice emphasized.

"I reject it in Jesus' name. My marriage will be blissful" Helen declared. "You are the one that will go back to hell where you belong "

Beatrice slapped Helen on her face, are you insane? Do you think I came here for a child's play?

Helen couldn't hold her tear as she cried out in pain, with fresh tears running down her cheeks. She whimpered. "Oh, God! What is this? After just barely 24 hours in marriage see what has happened" the hotel workers came closer to intervein, one of them dialed the security number while the rest of them waited for the reaction of the groom

"Did you just slap my wife?" Frank thundered.

"Yes I did and I will do more of that if she keeps insulting me" Beatrice replied, not bothering about the damage she just caused for them.

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A lot of things went through Frank's mind at the same and made him feel so confused. He shut his eyes so tight to ease the burning anger that was flowing through his veins. He tightened his fist and stamped his foot at the same time in an aggressive manner. He opened his eyes and turned to Beatrice. "Now that you have done your worst, I'll advise you to leave this minutes and never to return in my life again for good" he roared.

"Oh! Is it that easy? Beatrice replied nonchalantly and sank herself into a seat next to her. She crossed her legs, fling her few strands of braids across her face to the back of her head, feeling so reluctant about what Frank had just said.

Helen was still in shock with her hand on her chick trying to imagine if what just happened was in her dreams or reality. She slowly moved out from the scene to the staircase. She has no strength to climb the stairs at a moment. Too many things happened to her at once.

She was in shock and it was too much to bear, she felt dizzy and confused, her inner strength failed her. She wished she never got married in the first place and was wondering who could have placed a cause on her wedding day.

Frank leaped after her as she moved away. She sews her coming from the corner of her eyes. Frank approached her and held her hands. "I am sorry Helen, you can blame me okay, I am deeply sorry. Frank pleaded.

"Get out of my sight, Helen whispered, snatching her hand from him. "I have had enough" in a bid to suppress the tears welling up again but she couldn't, they flowed freely.

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