Summary of Chapter 47 – A turning point in The Next Wife by Gift Odulesi
Chapter 47 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.
"It's all set," Jayda beamed, walking over to Fred.
"What date is tomorrow?" Fred asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" She dabbed her eyebrow.
Fred and Jayda had unpacked their things into the wardrobes of their Presidential Suite. Jayda was already so tired from the stress of the day (flying in a plane for their Trip to London) and she just needed to sleep even though it was still 4pm.
Fred was laying on the bed with his palm on his forehead. Jayda climbed on the bed then placed her head on his chest, hugging him then he wrapped his free arm around her.
"I meant to say, What's happening tomorrow? Like what occasion or event or whatever." He shrugged.
"I don't think I know what." She started to trace circles on his chest. "What is happening tomorrow? Are we going anywhere or doing anything special?"
"Never mind." He sighed. "You're so clueless."
Jayda craned her neck upwards to stare at him and drew her eyes in askance. "What do you mean by that?"
"I said you shouldn't mind." He rolled his eyes.
"I hope you know that I don't like this." A frown was quick to form on her face.
The whole left wall from the main room's door was glass while the wall to the right hand side was painted in a bright cream color and a big golden chandelier with diamonds was fixed at the middle of the white-colored beautiful ceiling. Small circular but extremely bright white lights formed a circle around the chandelier to further intensify its beauty.
Four different wardrobes, joined side by side, rested against the wall to the right-hand side. There was the presence of a patently expensive circular glass table by the right-side of the king-sized bed that was against the glass-wall with two bedside tables, one on each side.
The glass wall had a small window just above the bed and it was opened so the light from the sun hit Jayda's face.
Fred chuckled slightly then managed to sit up straight with her on his lap.
"Please tell me what's going on tomorrow," she groaned, wrapping her arms around his neck and he held her waist.
"It's nothing important," he smirked and was staring at her lustfully.
"What's with that look?" She quirked an eyebrow.
"What? Can't I just stare at my beautiful wife? Why am I so lucky to have someone as endowed, hot, dashing, stunning..." he shook his head, feeling blessed. "I'm so blessed." He kissed her forehead and she blushed.
"I'm also so blessed to have you as my husband," she kissed his forehead, then his neck before travelling her lips to his cheek.
Fred connected his lips with hers into a passionate and electrifying kiss. Their kiss was lasting more than ever and it increased the burning flame between them.
Fred caressed Jayda's body while kissing her passionately.
The kiss led to another thing as they got rid of their clothes and he drove into her in different motions and positions. Jayda felt like she couldn't be more blessed as they both made love like never before.
***
"Will you let me go now?" Fred groaned, feeling frustrated but still feeling loved.
"No, please. This is a trip and I won't let you leave me alone like you did on our honeymoon, for some business." She clicked her tongue with a roll of her eyes.
"I hope you know that I can easily throw you with my index finger, I'll flick you off my back." He chuckled.
"Try it and you'll see the worst of me." Jayda tightened her arms around him and curled her leg around his hips tighter with her head on his back. Fred had been begging her to let him meet someone for a few minutes but she wasn't letting that happen.
"Fine!" He groaned and she simpered. "I'll call them to come over." He exhaled.
"Okay," she kissed his cheek then finally got to her feet. "I'll make lunch for us."
"Yeah, please. I didn't like the food we ate this morning. It's nothing compared to my wife's cooking." He snorted and she threw her head back to laugh hard.
"Trying to praise me, uhn." She rolled her eyes before exiting the living room for the kitchen.
Fred called his businessmen and they agreed to come over. Great and less stressful for him, he thought.
"Clueless wife, doesn't know what today is." He hissed then settled down on a couch to watch a movie till they came.
***
Jayda was done with cooking for Fred. She could hear noises from the living room so she could tell that Fred's businessmen had arrived. She had prepared their food as well, so she was serving it.
"Hi, sup."
"How're you chilling?"
"Great." She stressed the word.
"How has today been? What are your plans? Are you doing a surprise party?" She asked cheerfully.
"Surprise party? How... I mean, why?" She was getting perplexed.
"Wait, what?!" Freya exclaimed. "What do you mean by that?" She paused for a while. "Oh, no surprise party, uh?"
"What surprise party are you talking about?" She was already in a state of befuddlement. "I don't understand what you're saying."
"What's today?" Freya asked with a serious tone that made Jayda almost shiver.
"Uh, Tuesday?" She walked to the dressing mirror to check her face, for some reason.
"Tuesday, uh. Moron... I mean, what's happening today?" That question sounded so familiar to her and she remembered that it was the question Fred asked her yesterday.
"I don't know. What's happening today? Please tell me." She asked desperately.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Freya exclaimed. "Are you being serious? You don't know what day today is?" She clicked her tongue.
"I will if anyone is ready to tell me." The suspense was killing her so bad.
"Today is Fred's birthday, you butthole." She laughed.
"W-WHAT!" She screamed. "Oh... t-that explains... jeez..." she immediately ended the call and tossed her phone to the bed, running her fingers through her hair before dashing out of the room and to the living room.
Jayda got to the living room just in time to hear one of the businessmen give Fred a bouquet of colorful flowers. "Happy Birthday, Fred." He said and hugged Fred.
Fred noticed Jayda and smirked at her. Jayda just stood there with her eyes widened. How in the world didn't she know Fred's birthday?

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