HE WAS A BILLIONAIRE Episode 1 – AUTHOURESS CAROLUCHY
I stared at her without knowing what else to say,apart from that I was sorry.
“Can you hear yourself Kelvin,you are sorry?A five month old pregnant woman will bring money and cook for you and you will open your mouth and eat”.
“Baby…”
“Don’t even provoke me with that name,I am tired and sick of it all Kelvin,I am..I can’t continue like this”.
She broke down crying.
I slowly washed my hand and went to her.
“I promised there is going to be a way out,I promise you ,I will never let you or our baby suffer,you have to be patient with me”.
“Take your hands off me , Kelvin”.
She snapped.
I drew back from her,
She supported her jaw with her hand muttering while crying as if she’s going crazy.
I just touched the food that she brought to me before she asked her question
It was the first meal since yesterday afternoon,but seeing her in this state tighten my stomach,I lost my appetite
I got up slowly and picked up my shirt,dusted it and turned to go back to work.
“Here this is the 5k I made for this week as a pretty laborer so far,I will be back home to check on you, please take care”.
I emptied my pocket and left sadly.
I got outside and noticed my eyes were wet,I stared at the abandoned container where we were living.
Suddenly I sighted a cement trunk
“Work dey?”
I screamed at the driver running after the trunk like my life depended on it.
I was unfortunate to not have noticed the incoming bike.
I got hit and blacked out
I had a flashback to my life before now
I never ever worked,the maids and servants did all that.
I was one of those lucky to be born with a silver spoon in my mouth
I was a rare gem for the country’s pretty ladies.
But the most attractive as they said was my personality.
I visit the orphanages and feed them,even the widows, make donations and sponsor lots of Kids till college.
As much as I do all these privately
The blogs find a way to feed my fans with the news.I was a public figure, respected by many for my private social life and humble nature.
I met and fall in love with my wife,Sarah
two years ago at a friend’s wedding in Dubai.
She was lucky to be there,on vacation with here rich bestie who was born in a high class family,as she said.
It was love at first sight, beautiful and elegant,her smile was captivating
I have never been so affected by a lady before.
As a man who got green lights from ladies each time.I approached her,she sounded so kind and humble.
We came back to the country still in touch then we became friends and lovers until last year I proposed,I was lucky she said yes,even though everyone will think it is pretty easy for any woman whose suitor is ranked as the youngest billionaire in the world to say yes.
I appreciated her,with gifts that moment,she had to tell me to stop. We got married last year and that’s where it all began. My mom died three years ago
On my wedding day my father called me and told me.I was adopted, it was like a joke or maybe a dream but unfortunately,that was my reality.
It was supposed to be my big day and happiest day right?
He said the last thing he would do as a father is to sponsor my marriage.
His mistress gave birth to a boy after three girls for him so he has no choice but to keep him as my replacement.
Every account and company I managed had been changed to the his true son’s
I was left with nothing, nothing! Empty handed.
After the wedding I was instructed never to call him father,or associate with him.
My father is not just any man,so I had to take him seriously. I went back to the reception.
My wife noticed my mood change even though I tried hard to cover it up.
“Are you okay honey?”
I smiled back and nodded
She wrapped her hands around my neck and smiled.
I looked around
Is that why none of his friends were here to support us? I asked myself.
My friends who are from a high class family are not here either,just few
After the wedding,my wife expected a car gift from me,a Mansion or all that crazy surprise for the bloggers to carry the news.
I used the remaining money I got from the wedding to pay for a good hotel so she won’t know what’s happening
I pray to find a job as soon as possible,but I was not aware of the other side of the world where you are a nobody. Things were smooth as a richman’s son so I thought,it’s the same for everyone.
After our wedding night
My wife found out about the stuff from a blog site. She questioned me and I had to tell her the truth.
I can’t start our family with a lie as it’s foundation.
She cried and cursed me for tricking her
The worst part as she said was that she’s pregnant already or else she would have left that night.
But that worse part was a pain killer for me
I was going to be a father
I had a reason to smile
I hugged her and promise to try my best
She didn’t say anything
Three months gone I was still job hunting
The food we ate was provided by her. She worked as a secretary,but only paid Peanuts,even though she often insults me and disrespects me. I don’t blame her, it’s hard to accept my new fate and suffer just like that,but why can’t she understand,I am as hurt even a hundred times more than her.
I’m trying my best to look for a white collar job.I have one of the best qualifications but fate wasn’t fair to me.
I had to go to work, or at least go home with something for her.
Down on my hospital bed ,tears rolled down my cheeks.“It’s a day now ,no one has come for him since then?”
“Sigh… ,he gave us his wife’s number yesterday,we called his wife,she said we are disturbing her,bla bla bla”.
“What a world,some women are heartless,a matter of life and death,if no one will pay for his hospital bills or even food for him to take his injections,the doctor will take him off”.
“I know right,the man who hit him paid for his emergency promise to return but have not seen him since then”.
“Thank goodness, his injury isn’t life threatening or else”.
“Nawa Ooo my sister things are happening”.
I heard two nurses gossip about me
One of them was kind enough to give me food but the next day I was discharged
For not having any means of payment for their treatments.
8 YRS LATERS
SPECIAL’S POV
“Special Godwin”.
“Yes teacher”
I dropped my pen and went to her table.
“Did you tell your father about the PTA meeting?”
“Yes teacher,he was here on Thursday”.
“And so why hasn’t he paid the school?”
I stare at her,not knowing what else to say.
“He thinks we are joking,how will the school pay their teachers,if he can’t afford his kid in a good school let him take you to a public one which he can afford,what’s this nonsense for crying out loud!!”
I started sobbing.
“Daddy is really working hard mah”.
“Abeg shut up”.
My form teacher snapped back.
“Shebi it’s special’s dad”
The next class teacher cuts in.
“That man irr*tates me answer,he can’t even but a good foot wear for his daughter and she’s always looking unkempt and unhealthy”.
She mouthed grossed out.
“After he will be crying like a baby to the principal,three years later he is still owing the school,who does that,the school has been kind enough”.
My class teacher snapped back at me angrily.
I was crying now ,my body shaking,I started cleaning my running nose.
The other teacher ,a primary six class teacher, came to have a full conversation.
“Your daddy is playing with your future oh”.
She turned to my class teacher,”and she’s a brilliant student for that matter”.
“Are you telling me the best in this school,even when she is the youngest in her class,look at her test results nah”.
She showed the other teacher my notes,”with neat handwriting as a plus”the teacher commended.
“The girl is a genius,very smart eh,and this man will choose to disgrace himself”.
“Where is your mom?”
Primary six teacher asked.
“I don’t know?”I cried out, and my classmates laughed again.
I cried more,squeezing my nervous hands.
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
The teacher asked, pissed.
“See if I hear any laughter again the whole class will kneel down”
Our form class teacher warned my classmates.
“Daddy said she is going to come back,each time I ask him about mom,I don’t know who,or what she looked like, please mah,Daddy really work hard,he broke his knee the other day,he worked tirelessly,please give him some time mah,I don’t what him to worry about me so much”
I cried more loudly.
“Oya hold your lips, who beat you?or you want me to use my cane on you?”
I shook my head nervously, shaking with tears rolling down my face.
“Chai!, and the girl is smart and kind hearted,see why I hate this kind of thing,he should kuku take her to a public school,stop crying you will start running a temp ,see your shirt already wet”.
The other teacher and hissed before she returned back to her teacher.
“If he likes to let him break his neck, that’s for your father and principal to decide,go back to your seat”.
I thanked her and stood up ,crying back to my seat, cleaning my eyes.
My classmates started mumbling words
“I don’t want to hear another sound!!”
Our teacher ordered.
**KEVIN'S POV** “Please sir ,I can do it please”.
“Your leg is broken please go home is it by force,you can’t carry cement with that walk-ing stick,go home until you heal properly”
The manager of the block industry instructed.
I quickly dropped my stick and leaped towards him.
“Sir trust me I can do this”.
“Carry that one there”.
He ignored me pointing to the blocks for a customer.
I fell on my knees and begged.
“My daughter is everything I have left,she hasn’t eaten since morning,I have to provide something for her before bed,she is young and need food to grow,she is a sweet little angel, I can’t watch her suffer”
“Am I her father? ,it’s your responsibility Mr Man stand up and stop making me look bad”.
“Sir please,I can do this , if I break any block lock me up in jail”.
“And who will pay for the damages? As if there’s anything I will gain from putting you in jail”.
“Please sir,sir look at me, help your brother”.
I continued to plead.
He groaned loudly.
“If you insist on going on,I won’t spare you if any one gets damaged”.
Happily I got up on my feet and leaped as fast as I could to get a brick.
I struggled but I almost dropped it, I slipped badly but managed to save the brick. The manager came and threw a 200 naira note on my body.
I was sitting there trying not to cry in public.
“Buy food for your daughter,don’t ever return here or else you are healed”.
I thanked him and left sadly
At least my special will have some time to eat tonight.
“Sarah, punish me and not our daughter,I don’t care if you already married someone else but please don’t abandon an innocent child”.I pleaded to my wife’s imaginary image in my mind.
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