Summary of Chapter 12 – A turning point in The Next Wife by Gift Odulesi
Chapter 12 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Next Wife, written by Gift Odulesi. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
A man came with a cup of hot tea that Fred had just ordered.
He placed the tea on her hand as she took a sip. She was shivering due to the cold she felt. Her nose was already running and the water dripping from her hair continued to roll down her body.
He ordered a big jacket which was somehow brought to him before he lost his patience.
Jayda hadn't said a word since she came out of the water. She was still in shock of what happened. She thought she was going to die so she was determined to come back to hunt Fred for the rest of his life, for being the cause of her death.
"Stupid!" She finally spoke.
"I'm sorry." He apologized again, not kidding.
"What if I had died?!" She shouted, sniffing.
"You didn't, you can't and I'm sorry." He asserted.
"I could really do with breaking your bones right now. I'll rip you apart!" She threatened. "Why the fuck did you do that?"
"You were being rude and I just found it fun."
"Found it fun? Almost killing me was fun to you?". She shut her eyes tight.
"I'm truly sorry." He pouted.
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"Are you sure you're fine now?" Fred asked Jayda once again.
"Don't I look fine to you?" She hissed, hugging herself, "I might just have caught a cold due to your stupidity." She rolled her eyes.
"I'll definitely be there to take care of you." He hugged her from behind.
"Wait, I have to go somewhere urgently." He remembered.
"What?"
"Yes, I'll be right back. I have to attend to something pretty quick. Please stay and 'don't go anywhere'." He instructed.
"What? Why would you leave me all alone in a place I know nothing about?" She furrowed her eyebrows, folding her arms across her chest.
"Please, it's really important."
"Then take me along with you." She said.
"I can't. Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible." He held her shoulders then made her sit on a chair. "Please just sit here and don't leave, okay love?" He said and kissed her forehead.
She succumbed to his request then he scurried away.
Fred walked a little bit far away from where Jayda was when his phone rang. It was none other than Jeremy.
The first person she asked was really excited to meet the wife of Fred Maklaw and wanted them to take a picture. She actually agreed to take a picture anyways but that wasn't of any help to her urination life.
"Please, where's the bathroom?" She asked another person who seemed to be a staff member.
"The female bathroom is right there. You should go to the first right corner from there then the second left corner." She directed.
"Thanks a lot." She smiled then hurried to the bathroom.
When she was done with her business, she washed her hands then was about to return to where Fred had asked her to stay but she found something interesting that caught her eyes.
There were a group of people doing something she didn't understand but found interesting.
Jayda watched the people for a few more minutes before she dialed Fred's number again. This time, he answered her call.
"Fred, where the hell have you been?" She asked immediately.
"Uh... I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I didn't know it was going to take this long." He apologized.
Jayda felt a hand on her shoulder from behind and she squeaked, accidentally dropping her phone to the floor.
Her heart was throbbing as she turned to the intruder.
A loud gasp escaped from her when her eyes locked with the worst man in the world, Charles, her ex-boyfriend.

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