Haunted by my Past Mistake….Episode 1




Haunted by my Past Mistake….Episode 1

The Original  Story Written By Patience Ahworegba

NB: The character names in this story differs from the true source.

Actual Title: “Afraid to Love” 

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Haunted by my Past Mistake....

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Episode one (1).

“What the hell is all this!” cried Abigail. She stared into space with disbelief and shock written all over her face.
“No, no, this can never happen” she mumbled, staring at the ceiling of her office for the umpteenth time.

This man had carried out his threat. Who could have thought he would actually do it? Chief. Jacob was full of surprises and behaved like the Devil himself. Just imagine Abigail a grown-up lady, old enough to make her decisions and do whatever she pleases. Now, this man – her father (Jacob) , had chosen a husband for her. How could he? In this 21st century of ours!

Mr. Jacob had indeed surprised her daughter. This man promised not to interfere in her private life anymore. Right from when she was a child to being an adult, she had never lived a life of her own, all she had done was to please her father, doing things the way he wanted. Now, she grew up, She’s no more the baby of the home, she can make her decisions and do whatever please her. She wasn’t living for him. And he couldn’t dictate whom she’d marry, she’d show him.

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The door opened, a young woman of about twenty-five (25) years of age walked in. She was dressed in a grey suit. The skirt was mini- above her kneels which revealed straight beautiful legs, they were longer than their actual length ’cause she wore a four inches heel shoe. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her lips shone, painted with a colourless lip gloss. Her lashes were tick. She smiled brightly and looked stunning at sight.

“Ruth!!!” Abigail yelled as she caught sight of her secretary entering her office un-invited.

“You can’t knock or you forgot your manners?”

“I…I did …knock.” Ruth stammered. “There…was…no…no response.”

“Are you saying I’m deaf?” Abigail glared at her.

“No! I came to give you the files you’ve been asking for.” she was embarrassed.

“I’m in no mood for such! Get that file and your stinking walking body out of my office, before i…” Abigail ordered.

In a flash, Ruth was out of sight. She ran out with tears welled up in her eyes.

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Abigail, what is wrong with you! You just made your secretary cry. You’re a witch. A voice in her head scolded her.

She didn’t care. Her father got her into this bad mood. She’d beat him to his game this time around.

She stared at her desk, her fingers wandered on it. She took a pen from the pen holder on the table and scribbled something on a notepad. Grabbing hold of the telephone on her desk, she dialed her secretary .
“Ruth,” she called out when the call was answered. “I’m sorry. Please cancel all my appointments today. I’ve got something to do.” she hung up.

Abigail felt guilty talking to Ruth at that manner. She must have knocked but Ruth failed to hear it probably because she was lost in her thoughts. It wasn’t the poor girl’s fault. It was hers.

Abigail groaned, took her purse and left the office room. She did not look at anyone’s face, she just walked out of Jacob & Co Enterprise- the fourth richest business company in Nigeria. She was the CEO, no one would dare question her.

Her usual smile wasn’t there, a frown replaced it. She didn’t bother about it, didn’t care. All that was on her mind now was to face her father and let him know she was no more a child, but a full-grown woman who decides what to do with her life. No one was going to mess with her life. No one, not even her so-called parents. Enough is enough, they’ve got to realise that

She slid into the driver’s seat of her silver Jeep wheels, flung her purse in the front passenger’s seat. She put the key in the ignition hole and started the car. Slowly, she joined the highway.
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“You must be joking father,” James laughed and shook his head.
His father – Chief Benjamin gave him a grave look. “I’m being serious here. Abigail  is to be your wife. You will see her tomorrow, do every necessary things you need to do, then marry her right-away.”

“Father! Why should I marry her?” James threw at his father, in a sarcastic manner.

“She’s my choice. Besides, her father and I are very close friends. They once lived in our neighbourhood, remember?” he raised a brow.

James scratched his head, trying to remember. Then it came! The little girl who lived in his neighborhood when he was at tender age. He’d liked her a certain time and tried to be nice to her, be friends with her but she was very rude to him. She felt she was a princess, she was the last and only daughter of the Jacob’s family. Damn! He was rich too and more powerful than she. He began despising her since then, she must be a beautiful woman now. He had forgotten all about her, till this moment.

“Abigail? No father, I can’t marry her. Damn it! I can’t even have her as my friend, that spoilt brat, you’d now expect me to have her as my wife? Hell NO, i can’t!”

Chief Benjamin laughed at his son’s outburst. “I know she used to ignore you and has this arrogant spirit in her back then. I assure you, she has changed. You’d get to like her.”

“Father, I can’t.” James pleaded.

“Its final. You two should be married for a year, then you can divorce if you want to. My word is final. Think about it, son.”

Chief Benjamin patted his son’s shoulder and left him all by himself to ponder on that last statement.

“Married for a year, then divorce if you want to?”

To Be Continued…..

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Author: Oduniyi Olajide David

The Administrator of GospelBreed.com

I’m a Part-time Blogger, Gospel Music Promoter, Saxophonist, Gospel Music Enthusiast & most importantly God’s child.
An undergraduate of Yaba College of Technology.

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Oduniyi Olajide David

The Administrator of GospelBreed.com

I’m a Part-time Blogger, Gospel Music Promoter, Saxophonist, Gospel Music Enthusiast & most importantly God’s child.
An undergraduate of Yaba College of Technology.

You wanna know more about me?

Follow Me On: Facebook & Twitter

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