Crazy couple episode 9 & 10

👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨💛CRAZY COUPLE💛🔮
{She’s stubborn 🎊 He’s arrogant}
I was bored since Jeremy wasn’t home yet. I received a call from Kelvin.
“Are you free, I would like us to meet up” he said.
“Oh…I can’t, not today. Maybe another time” I replied.
“Alright” he said and hung up.
Oh, I hope he’s not mad.
I wonder why he wants ro see me anyway.
I heard a car drive into the compound.
Oh, hubby is back.
I la-id on the be-d and covered myself up. I made my face look sick.
The door opened and he walked in.
He glanced at me and scoffed.
“What the heck is wrong with you?” He asked and I shivered.
“I think am sick” I said faking my voice.
He rolled his eyes.
He didn’t say anything as he went to the closet and returned in his casual wears.
Jeremy. Come close and feel my temperature” I said.
He murmured some words and c@m£ close to me. He dropped his palm on my forehead.
“Do you know what’s wrong with me?” I asked.
“Yeah…you’ve lost your kidney and you’re going to die soon” he said and I g@sped.
“Let go of me, you as*hole!” I yelled and he chuckled.
I’m faking sick so he will go easy on me with his diabolical revenge.
But I do feel a little weak.
“Take some drugs and st©p trying to die un-der my roof” he said and left the room.
I sat on the sofa at the balcony operating my phone. Am going to the office tomorrow to see how my dumb workers are.
my plans for Stella is still being organized.
Am gonna make her cry so ha-rd and wish she never married me.
My phone rang…
What’s wrong with this lady!?
I picked it up and placed it on my ear.
“Fuc* off Nina!” I yelled immediately.
“Jeremy. You’ve been ignoring my calls. What’s going on? Aren’t we gonna meet up anymore?” She asked.
I scoffed.
“If I get another lady aside my wife pregnant, that’s game over for me. Leave me the hell alone!” I ra-psed and switched off the phone.
Oh fuc*!
I re-moved the sim card and broke it in half.
What sort of motherfu*king problem is this?!
Am still trying to figure out how’d I’d get Stella la-id.
She claims she’s sick.
scre-w that!
All I want is her pu-ssy.
She’s so full and what hurts me is the fact she’s so stubborn and runs her mouth like we’re siblings.
Back in highschool, she’s always on her own. An introvert.
I heard foot steps and I looked beside me and saw her coming .
She covered herself with a blanket.
She sat beside me and that made me twitch. It makes me feel quite uncomfortable cause am not used to it.
“It hurts” she said ma-king puppy eyes.
“What hurts?” I asked.
“My heart. It’s weak. The fever is killing me” she said with her eyes teary.
I just wanted to k!ssher tears away.
Did I just think that?
I think am going insane but I pity her though.
“Should we go to the hospital?” I asked and she shook her head.
“No! I’ll be fine” she replied and I leaned, resting my back on the sofa.
She shifted close to me and rested her head on my shoulder.
I shuddered.
Didn’t see that coming!
I raised her head a little.
She was wi-de awake.
“Can you plea-se call my dad? I want to talk to him” she muffled…
“Why?” I asked astonished.
“I feel lonely and I feel like talking to him” she replied.
Her dad is so strict.
If she told him she’s lonely,
Am as good as dead.
She never reported my friends to her parents cause if she did, they would all be punished greatly.
“You feel lonely? Talk to me. Am here” I said.
I can’t believe I just said that.
“How can I tell my enemy my problems? He’ll surely use it against me” she jibe-d.
“You’re unpredictable Stella. Let’s go inside, it’s cold here” i said and helped her up.
We went to the be-droom and I watched her lie on the be-d.
And that’s when those dirty thought returned.
I nee-d to get ti-ght with her.
The urges are driving me nuts.
And she knows,
She should know.
I la-id on the be-d trying to act weaker.
I was laughing sub consciously.
Jeremy is falling for all this drama.
I can’t believe I had the urge to lean on his shoulders.
it wasn’t me then.
am sure.
maybe am going insane.
I suddenly smelt something faint and sour.
what’s that weird smell?
I opened and eyes and behold,
Jeremy was holding a hvge syringe with red substance inside.
“Hold still. It’ll st©p the fever” he said pinning me to the be-d.
I struggled to get free
“Jeremy, st©p!” I yelled.
Am not sick and I hate syringes.
“Relax wifey” he grouse pressing me down to the be-d.
I tried to push him off but he was hell bent on injecting me.
“I Said am not sick!” I yelled my lungs out as he kept drawing the syringe close.
“St©p lying” he said and rolled his eyes.
I bit him on his arm he was using to pin me back on the be-d..
He winced.
I jumped up from the be-d and ran into the closet. I shut the door and locked myself inside.
That was close.
“Come out Stella. Am not going to inject you, I promise” he said.
“Liar!!” I yelled still scared.
I heard him laugh.
“I fuc*ing promise not to inject you” he said.
I don’t trust this guy.
“I want to spend the night here” I persisted and I heard him sigh.
“Didn’t mom tell you about the ghost in this house? There’s a ghost going around this house at night and it possesses people with strong heart” he said.
“Won’t it possess you!? You’re so cruel and your heart is as strong as stone” I snickered.
“What? I have a very weak heart. I’m not as fierce as you. You fuc*ing burnt my car” he said and I didn’t know when I yelled.
It’s true.
Am strong hearted.
The ghost…where is it?!
“You’re lying Jeremy” I jibe-d.
“You’re so stubborn! Anyway, soothe yourself” I heard him say and he left the room.
My tummy grumbled.
I should have had dinner before faking sick.
I will wait it out.
I sat on the floor in the closet and tried not to look up at the clothes hung ahead of me. They might look like monsters.
I waited for a while and I couldn’t take it any longer!
I couldn’t sleep cause my tummy kept grumbling.
I stood up and opened the closet slowly.
I looked into the room.
No sign of hubby.
I stepped out of the closet and ti-p toed out. I went downstairs and rushed to the kitchen. I cooked noodles and ate it till I was full..
I shuddered looking around the kitchen.
Who just called my name?
“Jeremy???” I asked with a crumpled look.
Could it be him messing with me?
Is their really a ghost😱
I was about to run when Jeremy showed up at the door.
“I thought you were going to stay in there forever. I was just about to make preparations for a new wife” he said grinning.
I scoffed.
“I should have known you were the ghost” I said and went to where he was.
“And as for the wife p@rt, soothe yourself. Am just sad that you won’t find any woman in her right s-en-ses that would want to live with you”.
He chuckled.
“You have no idea how many ladies that wants you dead for marrying me” he beamed.
He left the room and I trailed after him.
He la-id on our be-d and crossed his legs.
“Come on, go inside the closet” he said and I glanced at the closet.
“No way” I said and la-id beside him.
I turned my back on him with my hands folded.
“per-vert” I muttered and he scoffed
“In your dreams. If I wanted to have you , tonight, trust me, that is not a problem” he said.
“I’d like to see you try” I muttered.
I felt him t©uçh my bu-tt and I flin-ched.
Wh..what did he just do
“Jeremy!” I g@sped.
“Just tell your pu*s* it’s days are numbered” he said and I shuddered.
Am just shocked.
He re-moved his hand from my bu-m and I felt a bit relieved.
It’s going to go down very soon!
It makes me quite scared.
My eyes fluttered open as the sun’s brightness bec@m£ much on my skin. Jeremy was standing close to the unveiled curtain staring at me.
He looked like he was going out.
In a blue suit and a gold wrist watch. It glittered and shone brightly almost blinding me as the sun reflected on it.
I sat up on the be-d.
“Am going to the office, I’ll be back by 5 sharp. Grandpa is holding a gathering for all his grandkids.
“Wear something lovely and moderate. The beauty service agents will be here to get you re-ady. Anything else?” He asked taking his phone from the drawer.
“No” I muttered resting my head back on the pillow…
He turned and left the room.
Husband’s are supposed to give their wives goodbye k!sses, right?
I wonder why Jeremy and I are different.
We’ll never get along I guess.
But this was never the marriage of my dreams.
I remember back in highschool,
I would sit by myself with my diary and make notes of what I’d do with my husband. So many fun activities, well, I ended up getting married to a j£rk and my worst enemy.
I sighed..
I parked my car few steps from Jeremy’s house. I watched him drive off probably going to the office which means Stella’s inside.
I stepped out of the car and wore my sunshade glas-ses and made my way to the house.
I rang the doorbell few times before the door opened and she stepped out.
Stella Anderson, my main ticket to getting the wealth.