ADULTRY-Extramarital Partner. (chapter 3)

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CHAPTER THREE. One day, I went to Shopright to buy some food grosseries, I met a music producer whom I saw at audition the day people was admiring me. His name was Justin. He began to ask me why I haven't, at least create an album of my own. I was short of words. I didn't know how to explain to him. I told him that "everyone may be a musician, but not everyone can own an album." He said, "how, listen there is no way a musician known by everybody can never own an album, unless money is the limitation. Okay, Come to my studio once you have a music written okay, I will help you." So we later exchanged contact, and he gave me his business card. Few days later, Justin called me on phone, so we greeted and discuss for some minutes and bid good bye to each other. Few months later, he called me again, asking me about my music life. I told him that I have so many music written, but the issue is money. He volunteer to record my music with out collecting a dime. He became a breakthrough in my music life. He told me to advertise it since I now have so many music produced. But I was scared because of my hubby. If my husband notice that I have an album, hmm, that will be the end of me. I told him to wait that I have issues at hand to rectify. One year later, Justin called me, asking me why I don't want to sell my music. That was when I started crying over the phone, about my husband maltreatment. He was so sorry and told me to calm down that things will be fine. So ,i kept on praying to God that things would be fine one day. One day, I was in my living room crying, asking why my hubby was maltreating me this way. I was badly frustrated. Number one is that, he limits me from becoming who I want to become. Number two is that, he doesn't satisfy me on bed. Is as if he is punishing me with s*x. "How can a faithful wife be maltreated this way? I asked myself, crying profusely. I looked up to heaven and said, "God, you know that I am not a tree ooo. I need a man who can always make me feel like a woman, and also satisfy my s****l urge. I think I will not hold on anymore. I think I will advertise my stuff, no matter what comes out. If he decides to end our marriage because of it, so be it. I went ahead advertising my music. My hubby became more curious trying to stop me. To the extent that he carried fake rumours about me. My name began to rain, "that i am a mermaid. That my music is from a demonic kingdom. But the grace of God kept on carrying my music around the world, and it was selling. Two years later, I found out through a social media influencer, that my husband was behind the rumors going round about me. I was in my living room crying when my hubby returned from work. He saw me crying but didn't say anything. He entered his room. Then I followed him. He became very shocked when he saw me crying at his back, and inside his room for that matter. Because eversince I decided to follow my root, I decided to have a separate room to avoid his troubles. So I started talking to him by asking him, "why? He responded as not being aware of what am saying. "Why what? Why did you have to ghiso that extent to tell fake rumours about me, your wife for that matter? Have I offended you before? He walked me out of his room. I couldn't control myself. I cried bitterly. The burden became too heavy in my heart that I began to look for a away to offload it. I was lying down on the bed when Justin called me on phone. I picked it but tears couldn't let me talk. Justin told me to come over to studio.
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