My name is Eunice. I’m in great pain and regret right now. 4 months ago, I left my future husband, Johnson, just because he couldn’t provide for me the material things I needed to live large and affluently like my friends. I abused him verbally, emotionally & psychologically. I made him really feel bad like less of a man… about not being well off like other men in our neighborhood.
My friends didn’t help matters at all. They gave me terrible advice of trying how to put more harder pressure on him as a man!
We had only been together for months when I decided to leave just to teach him a lesson because he refused to give me the $1,000 I asked him to give me for my Christmas shopping. Yet he offered to give me $300 only, begging me that the this was all he had. I threw the money at his face & it scattered all over the ground then I geared & told him that was the end of our relationship.
The next thing I did was to get inside our room and pack all my belongings, shattered a taxi then zoomed off. He sadly whole stared at me with tears flowing from his eyes but he didn’t stop me from leaving anyway, I was surprised. And that was the last time I saw my him.
However, after a few months now, I’ve been hearing stories from here and there about his status being a rich man and from a rich family. I thought it was all a joke that people were just playing with my emotions. Till when I went to prove things myself.
Johnson was not only wealthy but also the owner of a multi-million dollar company. I ran to One of his friends who told me the whole story. Johnson loved me from the very first time he saw me but he decided to approach me like he was just a common company worker earning $300 who rented in single room apartment to live in. He just wanted to test me if I was a good woman, not the type that would just be after his money.
I felt helpless & tears began to flow, then I cried out loud almost fainting when I eventually saw my husband driving a very expensive car with another lady in a front seated as a co-driver. I wanted to approach him and beg, but I don’t know how I’m even going to start this conversation with him to accept me back.
I need advice please, what should I do. I’m broken.