The gateman man rushed inside, drenched and visibly agitated.
He was shouting out for Mr. William.
Mr. William!
Mr. William!"
He found my bastard husband in the sitting room with Nancy his whore.
Nancy was seated on Mr. William's lap, sharing an intimate moment together.
"Oh! Goodness me!" he said slowly didn't dare to speak out loud.
The intrusion was jarring.
"Mr. William!" the gateman called out again, raising his voice.
"What is it?" Mr. William replied, clearly annoyed.
"Sir, there are police outside. They wish to speak with you," the gateman explained.
"Now?" Mr. William shouted.
"Did you say police?" Nancy asked, her eyebrows raised.
"Yes, ma'am. They're out there and want to talk to you immediately."
"Well, we have nothing to worry about," Nancy reassured him.
"Let's go see what they want, and then we can continue our conversation."
With a playful tone, Mr. William commented, "Mhh! So alluring," as he leaned in closer before Nancy gracefully stood up from his lap.
William adjusted his chinos, ensuring he was presentable, before they made their way towards the door to address the unexpected visitors.
I didn't dare to go near the scene.
I knew it was the end of me.
I stood still the other side of the road.
Like a shadow!!
From a distance, I caught sight of my bastard husband, confidently interacting with his whore in a way that seemed devoid of fear or shame.
Nearby, Nancy wore a contemptuous expression, her nose turned up as if repulsed.
William was the first to break the tense silence.
Clearing his throat, he addressed the commander, saying, "I received your message and I'm listening."
The commander replied, "You're under arrest for domestic violence against your wife."
"What? I would never do such a thing! You know me well, i respect everyone, I follow the laws of this country, and I would never harm anyone, especially my beloved wife," William protested vehemently.
"There was someone who reported you," the commander replied sharply.
"Ella, I swear I will kill you," Nancy muttered under her breath.
"Who was that?" My bastard husband asked, looking around.
"It was me!" came Bon's voice, echoing loudly from behind the commander as he stepped into view.
What!
"Quoi?" his ex-wife shouted in disbelief, hastening towards him in a flurry of protective instincts.
Translation: (What)
But as she approached, she was brought to a halt by the sight of William.
Her eyes widened in realization. "Oh mon Dieu c'est lui," she stammered, trembling slightly.
Translation: ( Oh! my God it is him).
William met her gaze, assessing her from head to toe.
But her attention quickly shifted as she noticed Nancy standing off to the side.
"oh non non non non!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with dismay.
Translation: ( Oh no no no no!)
Upon seeing her , Nancy gasped. "How dare you show up here, you thief?" she shouted, her anger palpable.
Mh!
So mysterious!!
Bon spoke firmly, "I want this man removed. He belongs in jail for the way he has treated his wife."
Nancy and his ex-wife exchanged glances, their eyes filled with animosity as if they were ready to lash out.
William, now handcuffed, seemed to lose hope.
"Babe, do something," he urged.
"Oh! Of course, I'll call our lawyer. Don't worry," she replied, feigning concern.
"I trust you," he said, desperation in his voice.
The commander turned to Bon, "Sir, please accompany us to the station."
"Sure, I'm coming with you," Bon responded without hesitation.
Amid murmurs and curious glances from the onlookers.
Whispers echoed around the scene:
How shameful!!
Disgusting!!
He deserves what's happening to him!!
How disgraceful!!
I observed quietly as the police car pulled away, leaving Nancy and her lost thief alone.
Nancy confronted her thief with an edge of frustration.
"I want my money, you thief."
Bon's ex-wife retorted sharply, "What money? That money was mine."
"Oh!! i thought you speak French only?" she asked.
"I know different language, you idiot," she replied.
"I repeat that money was mine," she added.
"Don't test me, i will relieve all your secret,"
Nancy warned, her tone firm.
In a mocking response, her counterpart replied, "Is that a threat from you, the new billionaire whore?"
The tension in the air was palpable.
"You've been warned,"
Nancy reiterated, not backing down.
"If you dare to lay a finger on me, you'll just be declaring war. Besides, get used to seeing me around,"she shot back defiantly.
"We shall see," Nancy replied, determination evident in her voice.
Nancy went inside, and her thief went back home.
I noticed something bad between Nancy and Bon's ex-wife.
Ugh!!
By the way her name is Tessa Vegas.
Don't mention the words Bon's ex-wife.
It disgust me.
EVER!!