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21/05/2024

I offended my wife and she left the house with my daughter in February. (She is currently pregnant)

I cheated on her and she found out and left. I have apologised to her and even her mother intervened. I also went to our god parent and they called us and talked to us. She agreed to move back only for me to hear that she rented a 3 bedroom apartment and moved in April.

I was thinking its rumour and I went to her work place and she told me that she is not interested in the marriage and I am free to come and see my son when she gives birth. She is 6 months gone.

My marriage is 5 years and I don't want a divided home for my children, I have swore for her that I won't ever cheat on her again and she told me that she can't move back again. That she is done.

Please what can I do in a situation like this.

I love my wife and can't live without her.

I need suggestions.

21/05/2024

Dear Beloved Family,

I always tell people, I don't have Fans but family members who are willing to go the extra mile for me.

Good day to you. I want to first and foremost appreciate your standing by me and my career this past years and wishing me well. I want you to know that I'll never take you for granted.

Please, I've been nominated to be in the house for the *SEDUCTION ISLAND* A Reality Television Show.

The pre-camp will be coming up from the 4th June of June and I have been asked to build up my fan base that will help me promote myself and post always for people to vote for me so I can win. This Fanbase will also vote for me and help me plead with people they know are capable to vote for me.

Please, I need you prayers, moral and financial support. The Reality Television Show will also be aired on DSTV, GOTV and STARTIMES.... I want to use this medium to solicit for your votes please and beg that WHILE I'M IN THE HOUSE, YOU ALL PROMOTE ME ON YOUR SOCIAL MEDIA HANDLES AND ALSO VOTE FOR ME AND HELP ME SOLICIT FOR VOTES TOO.

Thanks so much and God bless you. If you would want to join a WhatsApp group for those who will constantly promote me and post about me on their handles, kindly DM me so I can be added up. KINDLY HELP ME SHARE ON YOUR TIMELINE TOO....*purple hibiscus 🌺🌺!!
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21/05/2024

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19/05/2024

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16/05/2024

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11/05/2024

MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS .........

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know crewhat I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? You know

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed , but not love.

God bless you.

11/05/2024

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10/05/2024

My wife's mother visited us. We were all in the sitting room chatting. My wife felt like having s*x but couldn't tell me directly so she stood up and pretended she had developed a terrible headache. She went to the bedroom and I followed her shortly. We had s*x and when I came back to the sitting room, I forgot to zip up. In the sitting room;
Mother in law: "How is she now?"
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06/05/2024

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06/05/2024

After two months of marriage with my husband, I got pregnant and I told my husband. That night I told my husband, friends and family, I had a dream that a Dull made love to me. I was afraid I didn’t tell my husband, but two days later I had miscarriage, I lost the pregnancy. Nine months later, I got pregnant again, and told my husband, dat same night again I had d same dream. I shouted from my dreams, my husband was very scared, I was shivering, he took me to the hospital that night. I couldn’t talk again cos I was so troubled, crying. My family and friends came to d hospital to see me. After some hours, the doctor told my husband that I have lost the pregnancy. He cried when he heard that it was twins. My pastor came in and he started praying 4 me, he sent everyone out, and prayed for me and I was a little relieved. After some Days I was discharged, I was told that I lost the pregnancy, and it was twins, I started crying and thinking maybe I married d wrong man.

That night our pastor came and did a vigil in our house, around 5:30 am in d next morning, my best friend who was my best lady when I did my wedding rushed into our house vomiting blood, shouting FIRE! FIRE!!She confessed that she was the cause of my problem, she said she never wanted me to be fruitful in life.

After some years, I got pregnant and gave birth with ease. I’m so happy to tell you that am a mother of two boys and two girls.

Now I declare that all forms and power of the evil against your life that says you wont be fruitful in life shall be destroyed in the Mighty name of Jesus. AMEN


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05/05/2024

Her boyfriend was stole by her stepsister, and she was framed by her stepsister to spend a night with a strange man. Surprisingly, he proposed marriage after that night and she agreed it for revenge. Unexpectedly, she married into wealth and reached life's peak!
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Chapter 1 A Brief Night With A Stranger Man
"Niko..." Sheila Jones felt her body was on fire like she had dived into a pool of lava.
While the man's robust chest pressed down on her, she arched her back instinctively...
As morning broke, when Sheila rolled over, she bumped into the sturdy warmth of a man's chest.
After dreaming of being intimate with her boyfriend, Sheila's eyes fluttered open to see a flawless yet unfamiliar face.
Startled, she blurted out, "Who are you? Why the hell are you in here?" Pulling the blanket around her, Sheila sat up abruptly and asked in distress, "What happened last night?"

"I should be asking you that," Shane White responded calmly, opening his eyes. "I had a few too many drinks last night and was heading to my room. When I stepped out of the elevator, you came at me and started groping me. Seems like you're quite adept at securing clients in hotels."

Feeling both embarrassed and angry, she wanted to slap him, but the blanket fell, revealing her bare body.

She quickly covered up again, sternly telling him, "What happened last night stays between us. Once you leave, we forget each other. Spread any rumors, and you'll regret it!"

Annoyed, Sheila got up to shower away the incident. But as soon as she stood, her legs wobbled, and she started to fall.

When she thought she was about to take a spill, her wrist was caught, sending her tumbling back.

She realized her hand was inadvertently resting on the man's chest, feeling the solid muscles beneath.

Sheila felt shame engulf her as she wished she could vanish.

"You seem fond of my chest?" Shane let out a small chuckle tinged with irritation.

With cheeks burning, Sheila freed herself, asserting, "Last night was a mistake. Don't compare me with those who harbor bad intentions."

Getting up, Sheila made her way to the bathroom. Out of the corner of his eye, Shane spotted a red mark on the bed, suspecting it might be from her first intimate experience.

"Wait a second!" Shane called out, stopping her. "Last night was unintentional. we could think about getting married if that helps."

"Married?" Sheila felt angry and looked at him with tear-filled eyes. "Aren't you content yet? Now you want to take advantage of me by being my husband? How ridiculous!"

Shane was surprised by her reaction. He was accustomed to women being drawn to him, but he rarely considered taking responsibility. Sheila's defiant stance was new to him.

"If you reconsider, here's how to reach me." Clad in his fine suit, Shane took out an elegant business card and placed it on the nightstand.

After Shane departed, Sheila sank into the bathtub, scrubbing away the red marks on her skin from the night before.

An hour later, a drained Sheila returned home, unsure how to deal with what had happened.

Nearing the villa, she overheard Rita and Paula's conversation inside.

"Mom, everything's going as planned! The gi**lo I hired to keep Sheila company just rang me up. He did the job, but darn it, the camera went kaput, so there's no footage of them together. If only we had it to show Niko, he'd surely scorn Sheila even more," Rita Jones, her half-sister, said, delighted with her scheme.

Her stepmother Paula Jones responded with a sinister tone, "It doesn't matter. Without the video, Niko won't accept her back anyway. Your father and I have another plan for Sheila."

Curious, Rita asked, "What's the plan?"

With a smug sneer, Paula answered, "Do you recall Timothy Green from last night's party?"

"Timothy Green? The freak in his fifties? Word on the street is he's gone through six marriages and all his wives were dead! Is he obsessed with Sheila or something?" Rita asked, sounding incredulous.

Chapter 2 A Marriage Ad
"Absolutely! With Sheila married off to Timothy, she'll be too miserable to vie with you for Niko's attention," Paula said, her face lit up with a scheming grin.

"Oh my goodness! This is like killing two birds with one stone! Not only do we sideline Sheila, but we also stand to gain financially!"

Rita couldn't contain her excitement, though a hint of doubt soon crept into her voice, "But is Dad really on board with marrying Sheila to Timothy?"

With a derisive snort, Paula assured her, "His company's in a tight spot. Timothy's offer to invest came just in time, and your father felt compelled to accept to save the business."

Little did they know, Sheila was eavesdropping on their wicked scheme.

Reeling from the shock, Sheila struggled to maintain her composure.

So, the man from last night? A mere pawn in Rita's game?

Was her father considering marrying her off to an old freak just for the sake of the company?

At the peak of the Lothian Group, her father's affection was absent. Now, in financial turmoil, he viewed her as expendable. Was her worth reduced to a mere pawn in their games?

"Bang!"

The door flew open as Sheila made a dramatic entrance, catching Rita and Paula off-guard on the sofa.

"Sheila?" Rita's face registered panic. "Why are you here?"

"So, my unease last night wasn't just overindulgence but your doing! Rita, how could you do this to me? Aren't we supposed to be family, even if we have different mothers?" Sheila's anger was palpable, her body trembling with rage.

Rita shed her facade of innocence. "How dare you ask why? Niko is my boyfriend, and you're always chasing after him and trying to win him over. Consider this payback for being shameless!"

"So, this was all for Niko?"

Sheila's smile was laced with irony, her eyes brimming with anger.

"But it was me who met Niko first. After his car accident, as his girlfriend, when he was unconscious, I was the one by his side. I even gave up studying abroad for him. If it weren't for his memory loss and your deceitful act, he would never have fallen for you. In truth, you're the one being shameless here."

For half a year, as her boyfriend grappled with amnesia, Sheila tried everything to remind him of their two-year relationship. Yet, nothing worked.

Niko remained convinced Rita was his girlfriend.

This reality constricted Sheila's heart as if it were being squeezed, stifling her breath.

Rather than showing remorse, Rita appeared smug. "No matter the means, Niko chose me in the end. You're suited for that inferior gi**lo. And as for your upcoming marriage to Timothy, I doubt you'll last a month with him..."

With her fists clenched, Sheila shot back, "I might've walked right into your trap once, but marrying Timothy to serve your interests will not happen!"

As Sheila turned to leave, Rita, spotting Niko near the entrance, clutched at Sheila's dress and pleaded, "Sheila, Niko and I are in love. Stay out of our relationship, please."

A scream echoed; Sheila saw Rita collapsed on the floor.

"Rita!" a voice called out.

Before Sheila could respond, she was forcefully pushed aside.

Niko hurried to Rita's side, his concern evident. "Rita, are you alright? Sheila, why would you harm your sister?"

"Niko, please don't blame Sheila. She has feelings for you, and that's understandable..."

"Sheila, how many times do I need to say it? Your sister is the one I love! Your persistence only pushes me further away!" Niko scolded Sheila, who stayed on the floor, her hand now scraped. The physical pain hurt, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

Niko passed judgment without seeking her side of the story, a harsh departure from the affection he once showed.

Hoping for some understanding, Sheila looked up at Niko with humility and begged, "They're trying to force me to marry some awful old freak. Can you do something?"

Niko paused, his expression troubled. After a brief look at Rita, he coldly replied, "I'm just your sister's boyfriend. It's not my place to intervene. And even if I could, I wouldn't. You don't deserve my help."

His last words echoed sharply, cutting deep into Sheila's soul.

She had exhausted herself trying to rekindle their past, only to be met with such indifference.

"You are even trying to ensnare your sister's boyfriend. How malicious are you. Better to comply with your father's plan than cause more harm. That might be the right path for you," Niko said with disdain.

At that, Sheila burst into hysterical laughter in the middle of her tears. "Bravo! Niko, I endeavored to restore your memories, but you still failed to remember me. I'm done trying. May you never live to regret this choice!"

Addressing Rita and Paula with calculated calm, Sheila declared, "You think you can marry me off to some freak? I'll have you know, I'd rather marry a random stranger. I wouldn't bend to your demands!"

With those parting words, Sheila exited, not looking back.

An hour later, she posted a marriage ad on social media.

Chapter 3 Flash Marriage With A Gi**lo
At the top of a skyscraper, a man stood by the expansive window, one hand casually resting in his pocket. His presence was commanding, reminiscent of a majestic eagle surveying its domain.

"Boss." Zayd Wood, his assistant, announced himself with a knock before stepping in. "I've found out more about the woman you encountered yesterday. I found something intriguing."

Shane pivoted gracefully, the morning sunlight casting a gentle glow on his striking features.

Zayd presented him with an iPad, revealing, "She's placed an ad online seeking a husband."

"Seeking a husband?"

Shane raised an eyebrow as he scanned the post. "Looking for a man who avoids gambling, is mentally stable, and wishes to marry soon."

Even after Shane's recent vow to take accountability for their past interaction, she proceeded to post this advertisement.

A twinge of insult brushed Shane.

At the same time, on the other side, Sheila had talked to more than fifty boys online in just half a day.

She diligently selected a few candidates for meetings, hoping to get to know them better. Yet, after hours of waiting in a cafe, none appeared.

They had all reneged on their commitments.

"Isn't this ironic?"

A s*xy, resonant voice cut through Sheila's reflections.

Lifting her gaze, she found herself staring at the same man from last night, now dressed in casual attire, with one hand leisurely in his pocket, approaching with aristocratic ease.

"By yourself? Would you mind if I joined you?"

Sheila, mindful of their recent closeness, declined, "Sorry, this seat is taken."

Ignoring her reluctance, Shane smiled and gracefully sat across from her. "I heard you're in search of a husband?"

Sheila scrutinized him cautiously. "How did you know?"

With a refined query, Shane suggested, "Given our shared intimacy, aren't we more familiar than you are with those strangers? Why not consider me as an option?"

Sheila, pondering his poised stance, reflected on the unreliable individuals who had failed to meet her earlier.

Sheila's gaze sharpened as she coldly asked, "Is Rita behind this?"

Shane looked puzzled. "Rita? Who is she?"

"Don't play dumb! I'm aware of everything. Rita orchestrated your attempt to sleep with me last night. How much is she paying you to marry me?"

Sheila couldn't believe someone would use marriage as a mere financial deal.

Shane, detecting the contempt in Sheila's tone, felt his temper rise. "What do you take me for?"

"I believe you're not honorable," Sheila retorted with a dismissive smirk, placing money on the table. "Here's for the bill. Inform Rita that her schemes won't work on me twice!"

After saying that, Sheila stood up, determined to leave. But as she walked past him, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulling her back forcefully.

Suddenly, she ended up in his arms, sitting on his lap against her will.

He gripped her slim waist tightly, blocking any chance of escape.

Surrounded by his warmth, Sheila felt disoriented. As she tried to push him away, she demanded, "What are you doing? Release me!"

"Release you? Only if you explain why you think I'm dishonorable," Shane replied, amused by her attempts to free herself. However, his gaze intensified as he felt her body brushing against his own.

Feeling Shane's slight change, Sheila stopped moving, deciding not to argue more. Looking directly at him, she said, "You exchanged my innocence for money and planned to film us. Is that what a good person does?"

"Maybe you ought to consider yourself lucky it was me you spent that night with."

"What do you mean by that?" Sheila was intrigued yet skeptical.

"I had the hotel's security footage reviewed. After you were drugged, there was a man with a camera lurking around, likely the gi**lo you mentioned. I ended up being the one who helped you by chance."

Sheila, taken aback, repeated, "What did you say?"

To persuade her, Shane set his phone down on the coffee table.

"Take a look at the proof. See for yourself if you doubt me."

Sheila eyed his phone skeptically, then unlocked it. The surveillance footage from the hotel corridor began to play.

The video showed a creepy-looking middle-aged man holding a camera, his gaze fixated on her with sinister intent.

The man only left after she stumbled into Shane's arms and they entered the hotel room.

Sheila felt a shiver down her spine, making her tremble.

Rita not only drugged her but also set up a disgusting gi**lo to harm her.

She couldn't even fathom the possible outcomes if he recorded their intimacy.

"Why were you at the hotel if Rita didn't send you? The Green family reserved it for their event, and you needed an invitation to get in!"

Shane often booked the top floor of the hotel as his private space. After enjoying some drinks at a nearby event the night before, he opted to crash at the hotel for some downtime. Little did he know, Sheila would unexpectedly cross his path there.

After a brief pause, Sheila asked, "Were you hired by some rich lady to hang out with her at the hotel?"

Sheila was familiar with the ways of the rich and famous. In those circles, it wasn't unusual for wealthy women to rent private hotel rooms and spend time with attractive men for secretive rendezvous.

Given his good looks and perfect body, she guessed he might be a gi**lo.

A vein throbbed in Shane's temple as he chuckled, amused by her wild guess. "You have a wild imagination!"

Did this imply something?

Looking straight at Shane, Sheila clenched her teeth and said firmly, "I don't care about the rest. If you're not tied to Rita, I can give it a try. Follow me..."

Shane's curiosity was piqued as he noticed her sudden shift. "So, where are we headed?"

"You're interested in marrying me, right? Let's go tie the knot. Now!"
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Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gi**lo to act as her husband.

She thought the gi**lo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that...

What happens next?
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03/05/2024

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01/05/2024

"I'm 30yrs old, I'm not the stepmother type, am too young, i can't live under the same roof with another woman's child

Am actually worried cos my Fiancé has a 4 yr-old daughter, her mother passed away while giving birth to her. So, he has been raising her ever since then with the help of his family.

But, the thing is, I am now in the picture & we're getting married next year, I'm even 7 months pregnant with his son. I very well know, I won't treat his daughter thesame way as my son.To be honest, she annoys me! She looks exactly like her mother so, she constantly reminds my man of his late wife & to make things worse she's very attached to her daddy, which makes me worried even more,..

It's obvious my son will not be able to bond with his father because of her, I can't live with her under the same roof. I mean her both grandparents are still alive & healthy, she can go live with them or better still we can find her a nice couple that wants to adopt a child. My worry now is, don't know how to approach this situation to my man but really, I need to find a way to convince my fiancé'..

Pls note that I'm not a b@dd person, I'm just trying to look out for my son & make sure that he will get all his father's love & attention that he deserves. Which is exactly what every woman in my shoe will do, i also need space with my husband, her presence is only going to be a distraction..

pls, kindly advice me on how to approach my husband with this issue i need some guidance 🙏"


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30/04/2024

"After 6yrs of childlessness i adopted a child but now i have my own babies, i see no need keeping the child anymore

We visited several hospitals for our childlessness but all confirmed, we were both very much ok. But i still felt empty without a child, so, i approached my husband with the idea of adoption while we hope & pray for God to bless us with ours, he reluctantly accepted & we did, 2 months later i finally got pregnant, our awesome God blessed me with a set of twins, 2 very cute boys. So, It's been a year,

To be honest, I'm starting to regret why we adopted the boy, i really wish i could wait just a little bit longer, it's obvious that God had already had plans blessing me with my twin boys. Seing my husband more attached to someone els's child we do not even know more than his own biological kids gets me worried, i feel a-n0yed watching him show so much care, love & attention to the boy who isn't even ours..

I know i wouldn't be able to love this boy as mine, i mean, I don't see the need keeping him any longer, i now have my own kids to take care of, i can't have my babies compete with a total stranger for their own biological fathers love & attention, he's 3 whole years older than my babies, he might just grow & start feeling entitled to what rightfully belongs to my kids. I'm only but a mother whom is looking out for her children

I plan on returning the boy or giving him up for adoption without having issues with my husband whom is more attached to him, but i don't know how, pls how do i go about this, i beg some guidance.."