💧🤱 Dirty housewife
💗 Episode Six 💗
I hope I’ve not made a bad choice? I asked myself as I glared her.
“Nancy… You have not taken a bath all day?” I asked again.
“Why the question na! I was tired! ” She responded before turning and going upstairs.
What the hell!
After recovering from the shock, I walked upstairs into our be-droom to see another shock.
Holly Molly. The room looked like a war sight!😭
I almost couldn’t recognize my room.
On the be-d were different types of used undies and night wears.
On the floor was a dirty smelly pad.
The room floor was littered around with piece of water proves and shoes.
It was unexplainable. I stared helplessly around and it took all the strength in me not to faint.
She c@m£ out of the bathroom we-t and most p@rt of her b©dy was still soapy.
“What’s the meaning of this, Nancy? plea-se tell me what happened here. ” I said, finding myself a good seat.
“It was while I was trying to find our my towel and I scattered everything in the process.
I will arrange it back now ” Nancy said and I watched her dress into her nightgo-wn.
She bent and started picking everything off the ground.
Soon, everywhere was back to normal and I was able to take a walk bath.
When we were due for be-d,I walked into the be-droom and locked the door.
Nance was alre-ady dozing off on the be-d and I glared angrily at her.
Why does she likes slee-ping so much!
I sat beside her on the be-d and tapped her at the shoulder. “Nancy..wake up. We gat to talk.” I said softly, smiling at her beautiful face.
Nancy stirred and raised her arm and a very annoying smell sprang up.
I twitched my nose in reaction and moved back.
What the hell is this? Nancy’s armpit looked like a rotten bush!
Why is she suddenly changing into pig?
Was she like this before?
I asked myself.
That night I couldn’t sleep beside her. Get breath was bad.
I only picked one of the pillow in be-d and walked downstairs and sle-pt in the living room.
💛 Nancy 💛
I woke up the next morning to ease myself only to find out I was alone.
Where could he have gone to?
I looked at the be-d and it didn’t seem like he sle-pt there last night.
I eased myself in the toilet and when downstairs and saw him slee-ping on a couch.
“Pat?, Honey! Why are you slee-ping on a couch?, Is this where you spent your night?” I asked him.
” Yes.”, He snapped, moving away from me. He turned over to the other side and continued slee-ping.
I l@yon him but he shrugged me off.
“Nancy..I’m tired. It’s just half past six. I nee-d to rest cos I have a lot of work to do at the office today.” He said and sle-pt on.
I stared at his back wondering why he was giving me the cold treatment.
Why did he sle-pt here on the couch and I didn’t noticed throu-gh out the night?
Nancy..your love for sleep is becoming too much. I cautioned myself.
I tried holding him again but Pat stood up angrily and picked his pillow.
“If you won’t let me rest, I will leave the couch for you.”, He said and walked up the stairs.
I stared after him.
What happened?
I was worried. What happened? Have I done something wrong??
🙆🙆
Only if she knew what happened 😂
We can do it 😋😋