Forbidden Relations

Chapter 4: Waiting On You 🤨⌚

"Don't keep me wading, don't keep me wading,I will turn blue-" Jhene Aiko_Wading"

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Being a rich and successful business man meant that you had to also show initiative in terms of helping the community and the people around you.

I for one had more money than I knew what to do with.

That is how I found myself donating R150 000 to New Haven Methodist Church, which they were very grateful for. I would only hope they really put it to good use because I've heard many stories of priest's getting greedy and pocketing money for themselves.

I checked my phone for the fifth time today as I sat in my city view office.

She still hasn't called me yet.

Instead I kept on receiving messages from my ex wife Thobeka(Tho-beh-kah).

A true pain in the ass.

We'd meet each other during our final year of university and immediately feel head over heels in love. We were inseparable.

I know it sounds really cliché.

When we found out that she was pregnant I decided to do the honourable thing and marry her.

But that was the worst decision I could have made in my life. Because she then later on showed me her true colours after the birth of our son Thabo (Ta-boh).

Thobeka was your typical gold digger. After we graduated she decided to be a stay at home mom, whilst I went out to work.

Later on I decided to  partnered with a friend of mine and we started building my empire.

She was never satisfied with anything I gave her, always demanding more from me and saying that I ruined her life or how much of an incompetent and uncaring husband I was.

But get this, even when I hired a live-in nanny for our son so that she could get freedom to be "her own independent women" she refused.

I always thought she was a smart woman who would want to make a name for herself but instead she sat her lazy self on that  Bachelor of Social Sciences she graduated with and did nothing even when I tired to push her to achieve her career goals.

Our son was always used as a pawn as her defence mechanism.

It was a toxic and draining marriage but one that I am glad I got out off eventually parting with only 45% of my assets because Thobeka claims I owed her that much.

Unbelievable woman.

But I was grateful for my son whom she brought into our lives, I cannot fault her on that because she was a great mother to him.

After our messy divorce we shared equal custody over Thabo.

My son was now doing his second year of university studying Chemical Engineering.

A knock on the door stirred me away from my thoughts and my long time business partner and friend Sanele (Sa-neh-leh) stepped into my office.

"Ashambeni mfwethu, ngilambile manje( let's go bro, I'm hungry now), he said whilst tapping away on his phone.

I closed my laptop, stared at the wall clock and grabbed my car keys and wallet.

"Uhlezi ulambile wena (you're always hungry), I say laughing as we head out to my car.