MY SECRETARY TOOK OVER MY HUSBAND

Hi Nonye,     My name is Madam Peace (not her real name).   I got married to the love of my life fifteen years ago. We have six children now to the glory of The Lord . We grew from abject poverty to wealth . It is something I can not explain. People say that I brought good luck to my husband. I married him for love, not for any thing. He could not even afford to pay my dowry. My mother secretly gave him my dowry to pay. My mother was then selling dry fish in cartons. She saved so much money for my marriage because I am her only daughter. I have two siblings that are boys.         When we got married, my mother paid three months house  rent for us in a city. She gave us three cartons of fish to start our own business . The market was moving. We started turning over  in an amassing way.  We buy the best fish. We started supplying to hotels and individuals. We go as far as the far north to buy live fish and roast it to our taste. People look forward to the day we will come back from the bush market. We could not contain our customers. When I got pregnant for our first child, we decided that I will stay at home so that only my husband will be going to the bush market. We then opened a one room provision shop near our house so that I will not be ideal in the house.  My husband was doing the fish business  while I was in the provision shop. One day , someone brought a sack of baking flour for me to try selling in measures. To cut the long story short, with the help of the woman, I graduated to becoming a distributor to so many company. We got a ware house, my husband left the fish market to join me in this fast growing business. We became  major distributor in almost everything you can find in a provision store. We later built two powerful supper markets. My husband was overseeing the bigger one while I was running the smaller one. Some Bank gave us facilities.  All these we're happening over a period of twelve years of our married life,  by then I have already had five children for him.  I was pregnant again on our thirteenth year of our marriage when my doctor told me to have a bed rest. We decided to employ a secretary in my own supper market by name miss Nancy. Nonye , to cut the whole story short, my husband started going out with this secretary . I did not suspect any fowl play . I thought the business was getting hard on him. Small time, he started keeping late nights,he will not eat my own food again, he will complain on every little thing. My husband started complaining about dust in the house, children  making too much noise, he will ask me if I was the only pregnant woman on earth that I can not sweep the house properly. If he manages to eat my food for a while, he will complain of either too much salt in the food or no salt at all, not enough crayfish or that the oil is much and so on and so on.  One day, my husband came very early and asked me to empty all the money in my savings account so that we can join with his to buy stock for the festive period. I gladly did so, thinking that it will make him become loving again. He came back again , telling me that the money was not enough that if I can sell all my jewelries that he will double them for me after the festive period. I did also as he told me. On the eight month of the pregnancy of our sixth child, Jerome my husband packed out of our matrimonial house . He was not there when I gave birth to my sixth child for him. He left with my Murano Jeep. A friend of fine told me that there was a rumour going on that my husband got married to our secretary in her own village. My mother died after five years I got married. My brothers are not doing well, I have no one to run to. My heart is broken. One day , I was on top of Moto cycle when I saw Nancy driving and blaring music in my own very car. My husband emptied me and left. As I am writing you now, my baby is one year now and the father have not seen him. The othe five children are undergoing mental torture on the whereabout of their father. I have gone back to my Fish business, this time, it is not dry fish but Ice fish. Nonye , you and the public should advise me on what to do.  Thank you.           ( I tried as much as possible to publish this letter in its original form. I only altered the names of people there.  Do read and advise. )