I was cooking for Alex before he developed an interest in me. It’s my job to cook for people at a fee. A client of mine introduced me to Alex before Alex started ordering dishes from me. I knew he was married because the ring on his finger bore witness to that. When the relationship between us became lax, I asked him why I had to cook for him when he had a wife.

He said his wife had been sick for a while, which wasn’t a lie. But months later when I was still cooking for him, I asked about the health of his wife and he told me she was well. I asked,  “But she still can’t cook?” He answered, “Not yet. Maybe later.”

Days later he confessed that it wasn’t about the health situation of his wife but his wife didn’t know how to cook. “In the house, no one eats what she cooks. Not even the children. It’s that bad and it’s the reason I’m grateful for finding you,” he told me.

Along the line, feelings developed and we started dating on the side. A few months later, he asked if I would be his second wife. “Would your wife agree for you to have a second wife?” I asked him and he nodded as if his wife’s opinion didn’t matter. I didn’t want to be a second wife but I asked him to bring evidence of his wife’s consent before we could proceed which he agreed.

One evening, a woman called. She introduced herself as the wife of Alex. My heart skipped several beats until she calmly thanked me for the dishes I’d been doing for her husband. She told me it was good and that she would find time to meet me to thank me officially. I thought it was part of the process of introducing me as a prospective second wife to his marriage.

That wasn’t the case but it was rather the wife who wanted to befriend me so she could learn the way I prepare my dishes. We became friends but from what I picked up later, she wasn’t aware that me and her husband had a thing going on.

She talked to me innocently and sometimes brought up some issues about her marriage and tasked me to speak to her husband.

The way things were going, my conscience was troubled and my heart didn’t beat right about everything so I called Alex and told him, “I’m friends with your wife now so it’s not right for us to continue what we are doping in the dark. I want an end to it now and wouldn’t want to go back once she’s in my space.”

He answered, “Don’t worry. She won’t talk to you or come to you again.”

To cut the cord between us, he started telling his wife that I’m a bad influence so his wife should stay away from me, even to the extent of threatening his wife with divorce if she ever came to my place again.

I don’t care how he does it. I’m not returning to the relationship again but the problem now is his wife. That woman is worried and calls every day asking what is going on between me and her husband. “Did you fight? Did you tell him something that angered him? Do you think I’m the reason he’s doing that?”

So many questions I wouldn’t like to answer so I told her to just listen to her husband and save her marriage. She still calls. Her husband also calls. The two of them are giving me sleepless nights. Yes, I’ve been wrong and want to right my wrongs. I want to confess to the wife what happened. Maybe she’ll leave me alone after my confession and her husband too will leave my life alone. Do you think it’s a good idea?