15/11/2025
My wife got me a job at her uncleâs company. I wasnât quĂŁlified for the job, but because of my wife, I was emplĂ”yed. Anytime my boss â who is also my wifeâs uncle â wanted me to imprĂ”ve or made cĂ”rrections about my work, he would call my wife Ăźnstead of telling me dĂźrectly. She would then rĂ«lay the message to me.
Iâve been lĂ”yal to my work and have sĂ«rved dĂźligently. One day, I received a letter at the office stating that I would be among the colleagues trĂŁveling out of the country for work.
I was so happy because it was going to be my first time trÀveling out of Nigeria, and the company was cÔvering all expënses.
When I told my wife, she said she already knew because her uncle had told her.
While I was away, my wife started leaving the kĂźds with our house help and slĂ«Ă«ping 0utside. Whenever I called her at mĂźdnight, she wouldnât pĂźck up.
The next morning, she would give one excĂŒse or another. The trĂźp was only for two weeks.
When I returned, I found a manâs boxer in our room â it wasnât mine. I asked my wife who 0wned it, and she got dĂȘfensive. She said, âWhy are you asking me that kind of question? I donât know who 0wns it.â Then she added that the boxer was mine since I was the only man in the house. But I knew it wasnât mine â it was even bĂźgger than my sĂźze.
I didnât Ăąrgue fĂŒrther. The next day, I told my wife that since we didnât know who owned the boxer, I would take it to a hĂ«rbalist so they could deal with the 0wner spĂźritually. Immediately, she started shĂ”uting, âYou better donât k!ll yourself! Maybe itâs one of your old boxers!â But I was sure it wasnât.
When I came back from work that day, the boxer had dĂźsĂŁppeared. I searched everywhere, even my wife helped me look for it, but we couldnât find it.
Later that evening, I wanted to go out and was searching for my car key. My wife told me to check her bag since she had used the car the previous night. As I was checking her bag, I found a small nylon tied up inside. Out of cĂŒriosity, opened it â it was the same boxer we had been looking for.
I asked my wife how it got inside her bag, but she said she didnât know. I told her I would take it to the herbalist when I came back and that we would both find out who 0wned it.
As I stepped out, I 0verheard my wife on the phone. She was telling someone that I had found the boxer and that I wanted to take it to a hĂȘrbalist. She also said I was leaving the house. I didnât let her finish the call â I ran back inside, shĂ”uted at her, grĂąbbed the phone, and checked who she was talking to. To my shĂ”ck, it was her uncle â my boss!
I was fĂŒrious. Later, our house help cĂ”nfirmed that my wife was indeed dĂąting him. She told me that when I trĂ€veled, my wife often went out at night or the man would sneak into our house, thinking she was ĂŁsleep.
I went to my mother-in-law and explained everything. I asked if the man was truly a member of their family. She said the man was from my late father-in-lawâs town, and that my wife was the one who intrĂ”duced him to her long before we got married. Because he was 0lder, she never sĂŒspected anything between them.
She bëgged me to fÔrgive my wife, but I rëfused.
When I got home, I told my wife to pack her things and leave. ShÔckingly, she reminded me that we built the house tÔgether and that both our names were on the prÔperty papers.
She said if I insĂźsted on sĂȘparating, we should sell the house and all our prĂ”perties, then shĂŁre the money before pĂ€rting ways.
When I heard that, I became wĂȘĂąk. She went on to say that most of what we owned came through her âuncle,â that she used her body to make me somebody, and that I wouldnât have gĂ”tten the job if not for her.
Itâs not that Iâm lĂŁzy â I work very hĂŁrd and earn my position honestly. But now, Iâm cĂ”nfused. Should I leave everything for her and walk away from the marriage? Should I agree to sell everything and shĂąre it? Or should I fĂ”rgive her and accept my fĂ€te?
We have two kĂźds together, and I have cĂ”nfirmed they are trĂŒly mine.
Please, what should I do?
