I Exposed My Husband’s Infertility at His Side Chick’s Naming Ceremony
I have been married to Kunle for six years without a child. His mother insulted me, calling me a “man-woman.” Then Kunle brought home Titi, his pregnant side chick, and ordered me to serve her. I played the perfect fool. I cooked her pepper soup, washed her clothes and massaged her swollen feet. Kunle bragged to his friends every weekend that I knew my place. At the naming ceremony, I grabbed the microphone and revealed a medical report from LUTH. Kunle has azoospermia—zero sperm count. The room fell silent when I asked why his new baby looked nothing like him. I packed my bags and left them two hours to vacate. Now I’m in a hotel, eating grilled fish and drinking beer. His family is begging me to apologize. But did I go too far, or did I just serve him the justice he ordered?
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