The test result came in positive just as I had predicted; I was carrying Mr. Mark’s baby. I instantly became down-stricken, but really, what else would I expect from repeated unprotected sexual intercourse.

My fear shifted from getting pregnant to breaking the news to my boss.

What if he denied the pregnancy, what was I going to do? I was scared to death. One evening a few days later, i found the perfect time to break the news to him.

I unfolded the tidings to him apprehensively, unsure of what his reaction would be. Then he kept quiet for a very long time; he was tongue-tied. I wouldn’t have been so scared breaking the news to him if not for the fix he was in about his wife’s arrival.

He spoke up eventually after some minutes of silence; he explained calmly that he was going through a very critical stage of his life. The divorce wasn’t coming on as easy as he expected it to be; his wife has refused to sign the divorce papers and pregnancy from another woman was really going to complicate the state of things.

He sounded unperturbed and convincing.

He confessed that it was good news coming in at the wrong time He didn’t come out straight that I should abort the baby but I already read the handwriting on the wall.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, I couldn’t help it. He held me close to himself and explained how he wished we had the baby but that any scandal from him at that time could blow up his chances and aggravate issues. I understood. He said he was going to take me to a skilled doctor the next day.  I couldn’t sleep all night.

I remembered Tade. I wonder what he would have done if he had impregnated me; I wondered if he would have asked me to get rid of the baby.

We went to see the doctor the next day who told us the operation would be taking place in three days’ time. He told us what to do to prepare for the abortion.

Mr. Mark cleared all the bills and we left. I couldn’t sleep throughout the night prior to the abortion. It was carried out successfully and when I came out, Mr. Mark hugged me very affectionately and dropped me at home in his car. I was happy to know he still cared…….

 

 

 

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