So I met this guy last year in December. We live in the same area, about 200 naira bike away from each other, but we never knew each other until the day we met. We later started dating, and he was everything. He has a car, lives in a room-and-parlor apartment of his own, and is very financially stable. He is 26 and I’m 23. He hid the fact that he has a baby mama who bore him twins, and that she lives in his house. Whenever we had to meet, we either lodged or he came over to my place because I live alone. Of course, I questioned that, and his excuse was that he has a friend squatting with him and wouldn’t want me to come over to the house until his friend moves out to avoid any inconvenience. He even said he might leave the apartment for him later, and we could move to his new house when he’s done because he has an ongoing house project.
Fast forward to three months after we started dating, we were out together one day and he met an old friend who knows him quite well. The guy hailed him as “baba ibeji” right in my presence, and I was so shocked. I thought my ears were malfunctioning. After they greeted each other and the guy left, I asked him to explain what I had heard when we got back into the car. At first, he wanted to deny it, saying that was his former nickname. I asked him if I looked like a f00l to him, and then he opened up and told me he has three-year-old twins, a boy and a girl, and they live in his house. That’s why he couldn’t let me come around. My heart broke into two instantly because, truth be told, I was already in love with this guy. I was just speechless. I didn’t know if I should cry or laugh. God knows I wouldn’t have ventured into such a situation if I had known from the beginning,
because I hate stress and I can be very jealous. He started begging me not to leave him alone and told me how obsessed he is with me, which was obviously true. He spends most of his time with me or at his friend’s place. He hardly spends time at home, which made it even harder to believe that he has been leaving a lady and two kids at home all this time. He said it was a mistake he made when he was 21, that it was never what he had planned for himself, but fate happened. He said her mother found out about the pregnancy before they could even think of aborting it, so they had no choice but to keep it. They made her start living with him, and he had no choice. I told him I wasn’t going to leave him, but let’s just be together until whenever. He is a G-guy, and I help him with his hustle because I’ve got a British accent. That made him grow fonder of me. I have helped him collect millions since we met.
He set up a business for me and for her too. There’s nothing he does for me that he doesn’t do for her. He is not being partial at all. At some point, the lady got to know about me, but he told her we are just business partners and nothing more. There’s something about this guy. Ever since we started dating, we have never moved backwards. Instead, we’ve both been growing financially, which had never happened with my exes. After some time dating my exes, they would go extremely broke. I almost concluded that I had bad luck until I met this guy! I mean, I now own a store of my own, and I have money in my account! He got another car, and he completed his house project! I felt like this was a sign, like this man was for me, but how? Just how? Almost everyone he knows, knows me, and knows we are dating, except his baby mama. But I’m not happy.
It hurts to know that the guy I’m madly in love with has another woman in his house. I can’t visit my so-called boyfriend’s house unless we meet in a lodge, which always makes me feel embarrassed. At some point, I wanted to break up with him because I couldn’t bear it anymore, but he wouldn’t let me go. He said he cannot afford to lose me, that he loves me, and that I’m a very rare instrument to him. He said he wants to marry me. The new house he built is just one street away from his other house, where he lives with his baby mama, so I can’t even be with him there. I suggested we get an apartment, which he agreed to, and we’ve been looking for one, but I’m not sure if I really want to be a second wife. I get so jealous! Sometimes, when he spends the night at home with her, I feel so bad and cry myself to sleep.
I’m not sure if I really want to be with a man I’ll have to share, but I love him so much, and I don’t want to lose him either. I have been carrying a heavy heart around because it hurts me so badly. This guy is all I’ve ever prayed for, but not with a baby mama and kids! No! I don’t know what to do. I need advice, please.
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