If she doesn’t then she will have more issues in future that might destroy her. I will advice that the lady in this story gathers all her children and start a new life without the man. To be honest, he has not only defiled your bed, but he has proven that he is not a father figure to your children and that he cannot be trusted. The marriage ended the day you caught your husband in bed with your daughter. He has not only betrayed my trust, he has given me an injury which will never heal by sleeping with my child. I don’t think l want to be moved by what my husband does outside because men will always be men, but he shouldn’t bring it to my home. He has betrayed your trust and confidence and to me that’s the most important in any relationship. It cannot be your daughter because she is yours biologically and he is a ware of that fact before he did what he did. You cannot share your husband with your daughter, so naturally somebody has to be dropped in this situation. So, the most important thing still boils down to forgiveness. Above all, even if she decides to leave the man and marriage, she won’t find peace until she finally forgives and let go. But she can also forgive and decide never to have anything to do with him again or decide to forgive him if he has truly changed and they both can live their lives together amending the past by going for counseling. So, l can understand if she refuses to forgive him, I can also understand if she hates him and wished he was dead. Her husband was caught defiling her sixteen year old daughter, not her friend or neighbour. She should consider the options and weight of every decision she has to take, whether it is a regular hobby for the husband to sleep around or an accident of being carried away.
The woman in question should really feel bad because the husband has really betrayed the trust they share, it is okay for her to be sad and confuse. I couldn’t get my husband on phone to tell him of my journey and I still couldn’t get him when l got to Nigeria. I travelled to England for a course in my office and I was called back by my Boss.
Joy lives with us now because my mother is aged and she is writing Jamb. It has being eight years since I got married to this wonderful man or so I thought and we have two beautiful children. I graduated when my mates did and got a job in a Bank, while working there I met Wale and before I knew what was happening we headed for the altar. My mother took over Joy and I went back to school.
I had Joy nine months later, then l was already nineteen years old, but l still did not know a thing about nursing a baby. I was made to face reality and I kept the pregnancy. So, it was not a surprise to my family when l came home pregnant, my parents are from a strong Catholic bar ground, so abortion was out of it. Reason was thrown to the wind and we did everything we ought not to have done at that age. Joy’s dad was everything a young girl of my age would want, so it was a crazy affair l had with him. Joy is my biological child I had her pregnancy when I was only 18 years old, then I just left secondary school and I thought the world was at my feet. My name is Lovett everyone who knows me calls me mummy Joy.