Our last born is not my husband’s child, and the truth is killing me slowly.
I am not a bad woman. I have never been a bad wife to him. My troubles only started in my quest to be a better wife after I lost my job. I didn’t do anything wrong at the workplace. They just decided to let me go when I returned from maternity leave for my third child.
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Although my husband didn’t complain, I felt bad about the whole situation. I married a good man, God bless him. Life was okay because of him. He made sure we lacked nothing. Even when I was working, he still took care of the bills. I only stepped in when I wanted to.
Although he did not count my salary as a major income for the home, he still supported my career and encouraged me to chase my dreams.
In return, I made him proud in whatever I did at work. Nonetheless, I couldn’t do that anymore when I lost my job.
He didn’t mind but I did. I wanted to contribute to the household in my own way, even if it’s little. Besides, life changes. Today, he may have a job and be a provider, but things can take a different turn tomorrow. People fall from grace to grass. Sickness. Death. Anything at all can happen.
Seeing my frustration of staying at home, my husband joined in my search for a job. Eventually helped me get one. His friend, who is a prominent figure in the public sector needed a secretary. My husband spoke to him, and I was hired.
I gave this job my best. When I had to work overtime, I did. My boss travels a lot for work contracts. I follow him on these trips. Whatever responsibilities he required of his secretary, I performed them without using my duties as a wife or mother as an excuse.
For six months, we worked peacefully. He praised me for my good work and I was happy to be useful. Until that horrific week happened.
On the Monday of that fateful week, some technicians came to work on the office’s security systems. At least, that’s what my boss told me.
On Wednesday, he informed me we’d be working late. “I have to prepare for an impromptu presentation tomorrow. So I need you here till 8 p.m.”
It wasn’t the first time I’d stayed late. I called my husband to let him know. He understood, as always. “Call me when you close so I can pick you up. The kids should be in bed by then.”
If only I knew how the day would end, I would have gone home that morning.
Around 7 p.m., my boss stepped out of the office to pick up some files from his car. I didn’t notice when he returned. I only felt his presence behind me. I was uncomfortable but I stayed calm.
“You look so pretty when you’re working,” I heard him say.
With that statement, I froze, as the space between us felt suffocating.
“Thank you, sir,” I replied awkwardly, “My husband says that a lot too.”
Without warning, he pecked my lips. My instant reaction was to slap him. Then I grabbed my things to leave. But I started panicking when I reached the door and found it locked.
He saw the look on my face and smiled, “I want you. I have tried to show you for months now, but you’ve acted like you don’t notice.”
Fear, disgust, and anxiety had my nervous system in a riot. I threw up but he didn’t care. I took my phone to call my husband but he snatched it from me.
I begged. I cried. I showed him my wedding ring.
“Look, I am an Ewe woman. If another man touches me, there will be spiritual implications. It will destroy my husband.”
I reminded him that my husband was his friend.
“I have been loyal to him for thirteen years. We have children together. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
But nothing stopped him. He took everything that was meant for my husband and left me broken. I was in so much pain that I passed out at some point.
When I came to, it was 11:12 p.m. I remember the time vividly. Most importantly, I remember how calmly he sat behind his computer working as though he didn’t just ruin my life.
I didn’t say anything to him. I just quietly picked myself up and staggered out to the highway. I stood in the middle of the road and begged passing drivers to run me over.
Some of them called me crazy. I am sure if any of those drivers comes across my story, they will remember the woman who begged them for death, in the middle of the night at one of the estates in Accra.
By the time I made it home, my husband was up waiting for me. I didn’t tell him anything. I just walked into the guest room and locked the door.
I went into the bathroom and cried till my tears ran dry. How could this happen to me?
A married woman?
A mother of three?
A faithful Christian?
Most importantly, an Ewe woman? Where I come from, it’s taboo for another man to have carnal knowledge of me while I am married. An act like this could cause my husband to lose his life tragically. Either that, or he would fall sick until he eventually goes.
My husband and I are from the same place. He understands that something like this must lead to the dissolution of the marriage. That terrified me. I didn’t know if I should come clean or keep quiet.
When I got out of the shower, he was sitting on the bed waiting for me. He said, “I called your phone, but it didn’t go through. So I called your boss, and he said you were working. I called again around 9:21 p.m., and he said you’d already left and that you would be home soon. Why did it take you so long?”
I took advantage of the lie my boss told and added more layers of lies. He believed me and let the matter go.
I couldn’t go to work the next day. I had cried myself to the point of having a fever. I suffered abdominal pain too.
My husband had never seen me broken down like that. It had him so worried that he took the day off to take care of me.
Can you believe my boss had the audacity to call me on my husband’s phone? Long story short, he threatened to hurt me if I told my husband what he did.
For some reason, he thought I would return to work for him again. I didn’t. I used my sickness as a reason not to go back. “The work keeps getting stressful. It’s taking a toll on my body. I won’t go again,” I said to my husband.
We were pacing our kids so I had emergency contraceptives at home, in case my husband and I got carried away. I took them in secret.
Later, I tried to access the CCTV footage from the night the incident happened. I told myself that if I have proof then I can report him. To my shock, the security system was disabled for that entire week. It turned out that the tech repairs guys who showed up that Monday were not there to fix anything. They were there to disable the cameras.
It was my word against his, and at the time, I was afraid nobody would believe me. That’s why I kept quiet.
When he realized I wouldn’t return to work, he followed my husband home a few times to “check up” on me.
Four months passed, and I was trying to move on with my life. Things were not the same at home though. I no longer cooked for my husband. I refused to sleep on the same bed with him, let alone give my body to him. I was doing all this to protect him from suffering the spiritual implications of what happened with my boss.
During this period, my mental health was unstable. It took a toll on my physical health. So when I withdrew from him, my husband understood. Luckily, my kid sister who lived with us took over the cooking and other chores.
One morning he woke me up with a big smile on his face. “Now, I know why you’ve been getting sick. It’s because you are pregnant.”
We already have three boys. “Maybe this time, we will get a girl,” he said.
I was horrified, “We haven’t been intimate for months. I assure you I am not pregnant.”
We did our calculations and realized the last time we did it was the night before I got home late. Unfortunately, the doctors confirmed it. I conceived around the same time my boss stole from me what was meant for my husband. I was scared. I felt so guilty.
As the pregnancy progressed, we found out that it was a girl. He was happy. I was not.
When the baby was born, I secretly got a DNA test done. She wasn’t his. I went to another place but the result was the same.
Only God knows how this thing is slowly chipping away at my spirit. My baby is almost five months old now but I still haven’t told my husband the truth.
Last month, I received a message from an unknown number. The person said, “How is the baby doing? I know it’s not your husband’s.”
I have been on edge since then. All attempts to reach the number have failed.
While all this is going on, I still haven’t given my husband access to my body. His patience has run thin. These days when I give him excuses, he gets frustrated.
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How do I tell him it’s for his own safety? I am a Christian but I believe you give to Caesar what belongs to Caesar. This is why I fear that if he touches me again the gods might punish him.
I want to tell him everything and be free but I don’t know how. This is why I am here. I am looking for encouragement and strength so I can unburden myself of my secrets.
— Enyonam
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Very sad and unbelievable indeed.
As for the concern about your husband I believe it’s worrying you because you’ve given it much power in your mind, you believe in the Good LORD of Israel, pour your heart to Him and indeed He will give you peace.
You’re worried how you feel if you get together with your husband because somehow you feel you betrayed him, be good to yourself.
For that devil of a man, it’s easy; call him and confront him and record that call and give it to your husband to handle him. For his threats don’t give in to them he’s manipulating you to submit to fear.
I pray the LORD heal your heart.
Yes i even agree that, call him and record all your answers so when your husband is back you handle it to him but if what you know you open you vagina well so he will come in and in if is me i will do it because i like sex ×2 of my life
It’s really sad,poison the beast and let him die.As a married woman,you don’t have to work so late knowing fully what may transpired.zGet the animal recorded on phone and give to your huby Your marriage is very shaky bcos your husband may not be able to take the pain.God will punish the idiot for few minutes of enjoyment but eternal complications created Am really sad about this development
Enyonam,is there anyone you can trust in your hometown or family,let them take you to the village and it will be done for you so that you can be intimate with your husband again
Fellow readers what she’s saying is true,it’s not about believing in our Lord saviour matter,please we’re talking about our Ewe tradition,we the Anglos
There’s something they can do for you,so talk to your mom or dad or someone you can trust and let it be done,
Not only your husband per say but you yourself too,don’t you know if you allow him to be intimate with you and you fall sick,and he takes care of you your sickness will not go and you’ll end up loosing your life
We just buried a lady last two weeks like that bcos of the same situation
So I perfectly understand you,you’re going through a lot and am sure it’s affecting you as a person
Stop spreading fear and panick ma. Why do y’all enjoy making our tribesmen look unnecessarily fearful. You’re part of the reason why other tribes are afraid to marry Voltarians.
Call him and record it as you have been advised. It’s just unfortunate that you didn’t tell your husband when it happened.
But you need to tell him as soon as possible. He might not believe you at first, but considering everything that you have narrated, all your strange actions will make sense to him in hindsight. No matter what, your conscience is clear. You did nothing wrong except fall prey to an animal. Nothing will happen to your husband.
Hello Enyonam
I have heard such stories of the volta region what happens to a married man when the woman gets intimate with another person. Please for the love you have for your husband and the care (more especially financial) of the children please tell your husband to keep him alive. If he is also a Christian there is opportunity for him to forgive you. But even if the marriage breaks your children will have a father to attend to them. If he falls sick, his finances will be drained and nothing will be left for the children if he is to pass.
I wish I could contact to help you out the process. But pray about it and let him know the truth as it is and leave time to unfold.
The heart of man is indeed wicked, as the Bible says. God wipe away your tears 😢, and guide you. You are a good woman
Enyonam na only God go help u for this case is seriously serious. The right thing to do is tell it all to your husband or go through an elder who is a close relative.Pray to God for wisdome and help in times like this
My dear Sister I know this is hard, and you feel like your world is falling apart but don’t make rush decisions and ruin your life. You’re a CHILD OF GOD…. it’s the first confirmation that there’s no situation you can’t get out of. Bible says God will not let us be tempted beyond that which we can bear, and even then He will give us a way of escape. Don’t go to your hometown and go and do anything unnecessary. Ask God for strength and tell your husband the entire truth. It may shake him up real bad, but trust God to hold him still. Take the situation before God in prayer Sis. If you feel like you don’t have the strength for warefare, confide in a spiritual authority you trust and ask for help. There’s nothing too hard for God to do. All you have to do is to ask Him to step in, AND HE WILL!!!
Get up midnight and curse your boss and family to suffer from incurable disease and ultimate death, that his family is wiped out completely. The same faith you have in your traditions, use it to curse him. This is not about christianity, its about faith and purity.