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After a while, I started to suspect that Terence was having an affair with someone else.
One day, I learned Terence had been spending my money on her.
He had even used my money secretly to help her get into university.
When I learnt the truth, I was deeply disappointed in Terence.
When I confronted him about the situation that evening, we had a nasty dispute, and he beat me mercilessly.
After the disagreement, as I sat there, expecting him to apologize and be sorry for what he had done to me, he said something that crushed my heart.
"Instead of thinking about how you can bear my child, you are here foaming with jealousy. A woman who is unable to conceive should not be jealous, even if her husband cheats." —He said boldly, without regret.
We had no peace at home since that day.
I guess it was primarily due to my inability to bear him children.
We were gone for six years, yet there were still no children.
Terence did everything he could to ensure that I received appropriate infection and fertility treatment so that I might conceive and bear him children, but to no avail.
I wish he was aware that my reproductive organ was damaged.
He even became exhausted.
Terence continued to repeat his harsh attitude as his behaviour escalated.
At the same time, he continued to spend the company's money on females until the company began to decline.
The entire enterprise eventually failed.
We had nothing to exhibit.
We kept struggling every day.
During one of our arguments, he made it apparent to me that he couldn't live with someone who wouldn't bear him children while he is not getting younger.
It wasn't long before he wanted to divorce me.
When he eventually succeeded, he left me without hope.
Following this occurrence, many people began organizing gossip about me.
Some even pressed it against my face.
I was called a number of ridicule names.
"BAREN WOMAN, MAN CHANGER," and they all have negative names to call me.
Even my family rejected and abandoned me; from that moment forward, I realized they rejected me because the money I used to offer them was no longer available. All of my money was gone.
After too much humiliation from friends, even my closest friends joined the chatter against me.
As a result, I chose to live a secluded life and abstain from friends.
I'd stay indoors the entire time.
People in the neighborhood started feeling concerned whether someone was living in our house because I was constantly inside and no one knew if I was home.
After a while, I started to recover from my trauma.
It wasn't long before another man entered my life. His name was Enoch, and he worked for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
He was attractive and compassionate.
He was still a youthful, gentle man. He was only 3 years older than me.
Through him, I was able to completely forget about my history. My happiness was once again restored. He made me feel real love.
But there was one thought on my mind: "Is this happiness going to last without me bearing a child for this man?"
Afraid of losing him, I began visiting churches and appealing to God for a fruit of the womb.
My prayers were that he would heal my womb so that I wouldn't lose this new relationship due to a child, but the prayer was ineffective.
After two years, I was still childless.
I began attending several crusades and deliverance churches every day.
However, my confidence in God was insufficient to answer my prayers.
I was only attending those services because of the child.
I was disheartened after a painstaking effort yielded no results.
I stopped attending church the more I was humiliated and gossiped about.
Afraid about losing Enoch, I began looking for a place to get help.
It was then that an old friend of mine told me about a lake in their village where barren women go to ask the gods for child, and they came out successful.
She stated if I really needed a child, she could help me get there.
Once I had provided all of the necessary ingredients for the ceremony on time, we could even make our way to the village before the week runs off.
After she described what I needed to buy, I had everything ready before the next day.
The next morning, I waited for my husband to leave for work before carrying out my plan.
Because I didn't want him to know anything about my plan of action.
On getting to the village, she led the way to the village's native doctor's hut.
We proceeded with the supplies we brought, and he took us to the riverbank. It was time for him to perform the rite and begin the process.
As he was about to begin, the native doctor told me something that stunned me to the core because it was not what I anticipated to encounter.
He told me to...
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