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I pushed her r0ûghly in annoyance.
Just take a look at my dress…
Does she know how expensive this cloth is?
And she’s using her dirty hands to t©uçh me.
I looked around and saw that all eyes were on me.
I bec@m£ visibly scared.
Did I do something wrong?
“Miss Marga? Why did you push Nicky?” Sandy asked shocked.
Oh my goodness…
Now I remember that am actually wearing that stupid girl’s face.
“Oh Nicky! Honey am so sorry” I pretended as I helped her up.
They were all still looking very surprised.
Now I remember that Marga is the kind girl.
I quic-kly helped her up and hvgged her.
“Am sorry sweetheart… I was just… Just emotional….” I bur-st into false tears.
Mr Alex walked closer to me with the good for nothing kids.
I was wailing and shedding false tears.
I just have to cover up for this commotion I caused.
“What happened Miss Marga? Are you OK?” The kids asked anxiously.
Thank goodness they are falling for my little drama.
“It’s my step mother, she told me some painful words and am so depressed” I lied.
They felt really sorry for me.
“It’s OK Marga!” Mr Alex said as the children hvgged me.
I hate the fact that this silly children are all over me.
I just hate them a lot.
Am happy they don’t suspect anything fishy.
Well the p@rty continued.
And believe me it was fun!
I mean Mr Alex was so all over me.
I can’t believe this is what Marga has been enjoying.
The privilege of being so close to this Mr handsome.
Gosh! So breathtaking…. ☺
But this impersonation isn’t really easy.
I have to watch my words moves and everything.
I can’t act like my real self and sometimes I don’t even know how to act or speak.
But I have no choice anyways.
I have to do everything possible to be far from those crazy kids.
Because I can’t bear their sight.
Of course Marga is the good girl not me.
The night was fun and it ended very interesting.
This is best day ever!
There were lots of food and drinks for everyone.
I walked upstairs really tired.
I ti-ptoed to Bella’s room.
I almost forgot that she was locked in.
I quic-kly brou-ght out the keys of the room from my pocket.
I unlocked the door immediately and rushed out.
It’s a good thing she grieved throu-ghout the p@rty.
Serves her right.
We sat on the be-d happily.
“You know what Sandy am so happy that we got back on that crazy Bella” Nicholas smiled.
“Sure! Next time she will never cross our path again” Nicky added.
“I bet she’s fast asleep in the room cos when I opened the door she didn’t even come out of the room” I laughed.
“I really abhor that lady!” Nicky said
“Well she will soon get tired and leave with her stinky self” Nicholas said
“Sandy why didn’t you do the pres£ntation again?” Nicholas asked sharply.
“Yes.. Miss Marga” Nicky said
“I just feel a kinda strange about Miss Marga tonight and….” I said
Just then, our door throw open and daddy walked in carrying baby Kira.
She was fast asleep.
“Hi kids!” Dad smiled at us.
“Oh daddy! Baby is asleep alre-ady” We giggled
Dad placed baby in her cot.
As she sle-pt peacefully.
Nicky t©uçhed the baby’s chubby cheeks.
“Nicky don’t t©uçh her else she’s gonna wake up!” I said as I held Nicky’s hand.
“Ouch….!!” Nicky cried in pain.
“What is it baby?” Dad asked as Nicky showed us her elbow.
It was bleeding a little.
“What happened to you Nicky?” Nicholas and I asked anxiously.
“It’s a scratch! That was when Miss Marga pushed me” She said gloomily.
We bowed our heads.
Dad only gulped ha-rd as he turned to leave.
“Uhmm… Daddy where’s Miss Marga?” I asked.
“She said she can’t go tonight” Dad said.
We jumped for joy.
“Really? So she will sleep here with us?” Nicholas asked
“Well she doesn’t want to sleep here… Good night babies” Dad said as he walked away.
I got up from the be-d and walked straight to the door in thought.
“Sandy don’t you think Miss Marga is being weird?” Nicky asked.
Nicholas nodded his head.
“There is more to this…. This is not really the Miss Marga I know” I said
“She’s being so unlike herself” Nicholas said
“She even pushed Nicky and not only that, she doesn’t sleep in our room…. Miss Marga would always want to be by our side all the time but now…. I don’t un-derstand” I said
“Sandy you see am just confused… Her face but not her character” Nicky said
“Something is fishy!” I said as I bit myl-ips in thought.
Anger burnt throu-gh me as I la-id on the be-d sulking.
The door swing open and Alex entered.
“Bella you didn’t attend the p@rty” Alex said as I scoffed.
“Is that what your good for nothing br@ts told you?” I yelled
“I won’t tolerate you referring to my kids as br@ts” Alex said
“Then teach those things you called kids some manners” I said
“How do you mean?” He asked as I quic-kly got up.
“Your children stole my dress and locked me in here” I gro-an ed angrily
“What?” He asked in shock
“You heard me! You know what? I’ve had it up to here and I can’t bear this anymore” I cried
“I still can’t believe this!” He said
“Believe whatever you like… Those things you called kids are not kids anymore” I said
“Am sorry about…” He said
“nee-dless cos I want you out of my room right now!” I screamed at him.
“But…” He said
“Leave my room!” I shouted as he turned to leave.
Those kids are trying my patience.
Am going to make them pay.
I gro-an ed in anger.
“Alex! Alex… Where are you?” That was a female voice.
I sprang up.
Who could that be?
Just then, my door throw open and a familiar lady walked in.
She was putting on a skimpy nightie.
She placed her hand around Alex’s n£¢k.
My eyes popped out in shock….
My jaw dropped in shock….
The crazy girl wra-pped her arms around my Alex’s n£¢k.
I was dumbfounded.
“Who the heck is she Alex?” I asked with a sting of jealousy in my voice.
She scoffed and eyed me.
I bec@m£ very much annoyed.
Her face looked very familiar yes but she doesn’t behave this way the other times.
I quic-kly stepped forward and landed a dirty sl@p on her face.
She bec@m£ visibly scared.
As Alex held me back.
“Bella with all due respect I will not tolerate you raising your hands on her ever again” Alex warned me.
I bec@m£ shocked.
Is Alex siding with this flir-t?
“You want to know who I am? Well am Gol…. Marga Dantes” She sm-irked
“Alex Where did you pick this harlot from?” I flared up.
“How dare you call me a harlot?” She flin-ched
Alex quic-kly pushed me r0ûghly.
I fell on the be-d.
“Bella for the good of all of us, am letting you get away with calling Marga names but that I will tolerate again” Alex shunned
“But Alex she’s….” I tried saying
“If you don’t like Marga, you can get the hell outta my house Bella” Alex cut in.
I was short of words.
Words refused to come out of my mouth.
Did he just defend this slut?
Marga mocked me with a smile.
As she walked away with Alex.
Tears welled down my chubby cheeks.
I can’t let anyone take Alex from me…
Not when am alre-ady getting close to him.
I quic-kly wiped off my tears and picked up my cell phone.
That Marga will never get away with this.
I rolled from one side of the be-d to another.
The be-d was so soft.
Being rich is so enjoyable.
The alarm clock rang noisily.
I hate this so much….
I quic-kly turned off the alarm and bounced back on the be-d.
An hour later…..
I was still fast asleep.
You won’t blame…. I mean the room is so cool and conducive.
“Miss Marga! Miss Marga!!” Someone dragged me by my hand r0ûghly.
I gro-an ed in anger.
“Miss Marga! We’re hungry” The other voice echoed.
Those pesky kids!
Eish… I hate them so much.
It was Sandy and Nicky
I nearly sl@pped them but I had to control myself.
Cos I know Marga won’t do that.
I ru-bbe-d my eyes tiredly.
“Good morning Miss Marga” They chorused
Their sights irritates me so much.
I just have to pretend like I love them
“Good morning kids!” I yawned as I pushed Sandy’s hand away from my be-d pla-yfully.
“Miss Marga we’re hungry” Nicholas said from the door.
“What? Do I look like a restaurant?” I flin-ched
They looked at me puzzled.
I gulped nervously.
Yuck…. Do I have to always act like that good for nothing girl?
I f0rç£d a smile at them.
“Oh kids you are so funny! You’re alre-ady hungry this early morning” I pretended
They smiled and nodded.
“We want fried noddles and egg with a little ketchup” Nicky smiled.
I was boiling in rage.
Silly girl… she even have the nerve to tell me what to prepare.
“Alright darlings… I will be downstairs soon” I said as they jumped for joy and walked out.
I ban-ged the door as I fumed in anger.
“My goodness! What do I do now? I don’t even know how to prepare food? I can’t cook…. Of course Marga is the maid and she does everything” I scratched my head.
Am in h0t soup 🙆♀️🙆♀️
I walked restlessly up and down the room.
I served the food on the dinning.
I was done cooking.
I hope this tastes good…..
They rushed downstairs l!çk!ng theirl-ips.
My heart skipped a beat.
Mr Alex smiled at me happily.
So he really likes Marga this much.
I know he only loves me because of this face.
I reciprocated the smiles as they quic-kly dished out the food.
My heart was racing very fast.
They spooned the food into their mouth and their faces countenances changed.
Everyone spat out the food immediately and made for glas-ses of water.
“Eww….” The kids screamed……
To be continued…..
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