My V Bride. Chapter 38

My V Bride.

Written by Feathers.

Chapter 38

Sonia’s POV

I went close to the door and knocked but got no response, I knocked severally but got no response still.

So Fred actually cheated on me? Just because I refused him from making love with me?

I sunk to the wall sadly. I realize that sobbing won’t change anything, I went to pick up my phone and phone my brother.

“How are you Sonia?” He asked.

“Not fine brother.” I replied

“Is it your husband again?” He asked.

“Yes…a pregnant woman came home and accused that he was the one that impregenated her and Fred didn’t deny, as a matter of fact, they are in the same room doing whatever now.” I said.

“I haven’t made love yet with my wife,though I’m planning to but nothing of such has happened in my marriage.” He said.

“You are a man, you control and lead the family, unlike me…I’m helpless, what should I do brother?” I asked almost crying.

“I can’t say, I’m sorry Sonia but when you have marital issues in the future, don’t call me.” He said.

“But why? Are you offended? you are my only brother.” I said.

“I know, I only said you should not call me when it comes to matters of marriage, maybe you should call mom.” He said.

I didn’t know what to say.

“Take care of yourself, Sonia.” He hung up.

This is very uncommon of him.

Has he made love in his own marriage already?

I phoned my mom and she picked it at the first beep.

With tears in my eyes, I explained what Fred did to my me.

“He must be sincerely mad. I’ll be rhere in fifteen minutes.” My mom said

She was angry.

I went to wait for her at the entrance and in just about fifteen minutes, her car drove in.

“Welcome mom.” I greeted.

“Where is that bastard?” She asked as she barged inside the house.

“Take it easy mom.” I tried to calm her down.

“What room is that bastard?” She yelled on me and I shook fearfully.

Hey! Hope mom won’t spoil everything this way?

“Right there.” I pointed and my mom walked angrily to the room, she knocked verociously but the door had been locked from inside.

She looked around, still angry.

She went to the kitchen and carried a pestle, she brought it to the room and started hitting the knob with it.

In few seconds, the door broke open.

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Someone is in trouble.