I am married and a father of three children. My wife used to run an MPESA shop in Nyeri. Before my transfer, we were very close and deeply in love. We talked often, supported each other, and shared everything.
For the first three months after I moved, nothing seemed wrong. She checked on me constantly and stayed warm and caring even when I missed her calls.
For the first three months after I moved, nothing seemed wrong. She checked on me constantly and stayed warm and caring even when I missed her calls.
But as time went on, I started noticing changes. When I called her, she sounded distant and uninterested. Her responses became cold and brief. I tried to convince myself she was just busy with the children and business.
Then a friend told me something that shook me — he claimed my wife was often seen with a traffic police officer from Tanzania who visited my house late at night. I didn’t want to believe it, but I decided to confirm the truth myself.
Then a friend told me something that shook me — he claimed my wife was often seen with a traffic police officer from Tanzania who visited my house late at night. I didn’t want to believe it, but I decided to confirm the truth myself.
I told my wife I would be busy supervising exams and wouldn’t travel that weekend. Instead, I secretly went to Nyeri and stayed at a friend’s apartment near my home.
At exactly 9 p.m., my friend nervously called me to the window and pointed outside. I saw a well-built man approach my house. My wife quickly opened the door for him and locked it behind him. My heart sank.
After about 30 minutes, I quietly moved closer to the bedroom window. What I heard broke me emotionally. I felt tears streaming down my face.
At exactly 9 p.m., my friend nervously called me to the window and pointed outside. I saw a well-built man approach my house. My wife quickly opened the door for him and locked it behind him. My heart sank.
After about 30 minutes, I quietly moved closer to the bedroom window. What I heard broke me emotionally. I felt tears streaming down my face.
I wanted to storm in, but I feared confrontation and possible danger. Instead, I called my wife and told her I knew everything. She answered coldly, telling me I was free to leave and that she was moving on the next day.
I returned to my friend’s place and left early the next morning for Makueni. When I arrived, I found a message from her telling me to come collect my belongings because she had chosen a new life. From that day, she began living with the officer.read more..https://drbokko.com/
I returned to my friend’s place and left early the next morning for Makueni. When I arrived, I found a message from her telling me to come collect my belongings because she had chosen a new life. From that day, she began living with the officer.read more..https://drbokko.com/
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