We have two lovely children, a boy and a girl, that any parent would be proud of. Kwame, 10, and Akua, 6, are intelligent and respectful children who excel in school.
They’re either the first in their class or second at the end of every term and this has sparked a competition between them. Each wants to undo the other and be the recipient of a coveted award my wife and I have put in place.
We also award the neat child and the one who is able to read more storybooks at the end of the month. We’ve set a target for our children to read at least two storybooks in a month, but they end up doing more than that.
Our home was the happy type. We often go on vacation outside Ghana. I do this to pique the interest of our children to aim high. But this changed in the fourteenth year of our marriage.
I found my wife, whom I’ve grown to love dearly, in a sexual position with a female colleague. They were naked and violently kissing on our matrimonial bed when I entered the room.
She left home very early in the morning on the day of the incident. She asked me to drive our children to school because she needed to do something urgent in the office.
I had a morning presentation to the shareholders of my company but I made time to drive the children to school as she requested. I went to work after I had sent the children to school.
The presentation was at 10:30 am and I was apprehensive because I had not prepared well enough. I went into my office, shut the door and continued with the preparation. But some minutes to the start of the meeting, the presentation was rescheduled.
It was later that my boss told me, I had been nominated to represent the company at a conference in Monrovia, Liberia. He told me to go home and prepare for the trip since it was the next day. I initially declined because it was impromptu, but he talked me out of my decision.
“The last thing you will do is to disappoint the company shareholders who suggested you attend the conference,” my boss told me.
I left the office to the house and it was after I got home that I learnt what my wife had hidden from me for the past 14 years.
She and Sarah, her colleague at the office, were naked. They were enjoying themselves when I ran into them.
I stood there for some minutes, perhaps in a trance over what I was witnessing, before I chuckled for them to know they had a company.
They quickly reached for anything they could lay their hands on to cover themselves. I saw tears welled up in the eyes of my wife. It was tears of betrayal. Sarah packed her clothes, took her handbag and fled the bedroom. I was later to learn I could have harmed her had she not done that.
I am due to return to Ghana on Saturday since the conference will end on Friday. I haven’t told anyone about what has happened. But I have been thinking about the incident and every thought sends anger through my veins.
I really want and have to do something.
What do you think I do?
I’m Fred please help me.
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