TheBlessedMAN:
forget ke?

Thunder fire my PVC if i should forget.

Anyways, am Working on it sir.

kennybelle:



Thanks for always keeping us in mind.
Buh I'm a lady o!

Chumzypinky:

hubby that I love and miss

Adesina12:


Dear Chumzy.pinky
Happy new year, trust you are fine
Please for God sake go and complete that story you abandoned
I hope all the storm is over now by HIS Grace!

TheBlessedMan!
Please acknowledge your literaturelander woman/girly and shangotic friend
Sweet popcorn for una.
Adesina12...Chief Popcorn dealer of nairalanders

TheBlessedMAN:
CONTINUATION OF EPISODE FINALE OF COUNTLESS.


I started sobbing and shaking. My whole being was covered in sweats and tears. "I...I...I'm so so..sor...sorry dear..." I stuttered out with a pleading gesture. "its...its the devil..."

Joke's eyes shone wider when I said that. "what nonsense are you saying? Lets assume everything you did prior to 3 weeks ago were the devil's ochestrated plans. Now tell me the devil told you to run away when I had that seizure in front of Lewis house!." She demanded with a thunderous pained voice.

I could no longer speak. This moment is beyond what my cunning and smart ways of thinking can manouver out. I just keep sobbing quietly at her face. I was in a sorry state.

"Even after Lewis drove me to the hospital after you ran away, my heart was still telling me to give you another chance." Joke continued. "Before you arrived at the hospital, I told Lewis to help me set another test for you. A final test of trust. But you failed it with this...." She said and shortly after, another recording started playing. I was just shaking my head in a pathetic way. I was in absolute mess.

"so, if I get you correctly, you're asking me to bend whatever findings we get in your favour?" That was Lewis voice.

"God, you're not only awesome. You're brilliant as well."

"okay. You can count on it..." He added.

"really?"

"yea...yea...what are friends for? In fact, there is this drug called Sudanyl..." The recording continued playing while most of the guests were gasping out their shock at every thing being unveiled inside the recording. I couldn't believe it. Because I can't remember exactly how he had managed to record everything we discussed. I was totally flabbergasted visibly horrified and emotionally drained.

I couldn't stand anymore. My strenght has fled from my body, hence sending my knees on an impromptu way to the ground.

"Thank you....thank you... Lewis thank you. You just saved my life... I'll forever remain indebted to you..."The recording ended amid gasps and vulgar words from the audience.

"That was the moment I knew you're a lost cause. The moment you told Lewis to erase my memory because you don't want me to find out how you betrayed me. Darous, you betrayed me and am very sad right now. All I ever required in return for my love was the truth. But apparently, its the only commodity you can't afford. That was how you broke my heart. I was ready to fight for you despite everything you've done before.
Do you know how it feels like waking up everyday only to be met with the face of the idiot that has brought you nothing but pain? You disappoint me. You disappoint your friends. You disappoint yourself. Because you couldn't be honest for once in your life! You're my worst enemy masqurading as my best friend." She was no longer crying after saying all that. Her face was now very bitter.

"That was how you ended this marriage Darous. No point in being with you anymore. I can't..." She stressed vehemently with a strained voice.

"Darous.." She called my name again and my heart skipped a beat. "it brings me no pleasure to tell you that you're no longer my husband. Effective from three days ago, you became my Ex and here's the proof." A white paper emerged on the screen after that shocking revelation. I took a narrowed and shockened look at it and was highly flabbergasted when I saw it was a divorce paper. I didn't even bother reading the body of the paper but what got me very terrified was when I saw my exact signature at the 'HUSBAND's signature section of the paper. My eyes was filled with horror. I couldn't breathe. I felt like my whole breath was getting out of my body. Its official, My life is ruined!

I don't remember ever signing such documents. I would never sign such documents not even if my life depends on it.

'Maybe this's a joke. Maybe she's still testing me with this. Maybe its not real' I told myself and took a closer look at the paper again to verify its authenticity. I dropped a sad breath when I saw the original seal of the Magistrate court on the left bottom corner of the paper.

This is reality and its very real.

"For raping my sister, here's how you're paying for that..." Joke's voice snapped me back to reality.
"you are my ex already Darous, and thats not where it ends. You're about to become Ex to all your belongings and properties. Atleast, you got them the unscrupulous way." A paper with the heading: 'TRANSFER OF OWNERSHIP RIGHTS FROM MR DAROUS EMMANUEL TO MADAM ADEJOKE CHARLES' appeared on the screen after her last words.

My eyes was filled with shockhorror when I started reading all the properties listed in there. It entails every single property I have. My mansion, cars, vehicle companies and other houses.

'How could this be possible?' I lamented.


I tried fighting of the new set of tears that my emotion was about to recruit into my eyes but my willpower broke down. Tears started flowing freely on my cheeks to my knees. Thick mucus joined the equation and my whole appearance was watery.

Silence dominated the whole room again after her last shocking revelation. The people in attendance seems to be tired of gasping and murmuring to the shocking things being revealed by my wife.

I took a quick survey around to look for any possible means of escape but what I saw down every exit of the hall increased my heartbeat.
Every exit had a uniformed policeman guarding it. I had no choice than to return my attention to the screen. While returning my eyes to the screen, my gaze collided with my mum's. She was seated at the center of the hall, close to a round table alongside two of my younger ones. The sorrow look I caught on their eyes was so undescribable, especially my mum's. I felt sorry for the poor woman. No mother should be witnessing such moments of their children's life.
I closed my eyes and swallow the pain. I begin to weep silently. This was too much for me!

Though in that weeping situation, what kept on bothering me was how my authentic signature keeps appearing on every document she had shown on the screen. I don't remember signing them. Voluntarily or not.

'Maybe she forged them.' I told myself. Then I remembered the ojuju game we had three days ago. Where she had given me the task of writing my signatures on a paper in a blindfolded state.

I give it to her, she's really has a technique at planning disastrous things. I never saw it coming. She never gave me any chance to detect this.

'I'm such a bloody fool!' I lamented. Feeling being outsmarted and disappointed at the same time. Instead of getting emotional again, I feel myself getting angry suddenly. A new feeling of hatred and anger surge through my body. I was angry because my wife has played and betrayed me. The woman I love most in my life.

'just let me get out of here, atleast the money in my account can still get me back on track. I still have more than seventy million naira in my account. I just need to get out of here...' I told myself to strenghten myself. But it was as if Joke was reading my mind.

"Here's another shocker for you Darous..." She announced and shortly, a picture of two cheques, - one of Wema bank and Gtbank - was displayed on the screen. The former showed a withdrawal statement of 52million naira and the latter showed a withdrawal details of 27million naira. Both cheques carried the bold fonts of my original signature. She must have gotten those cheques from my cheque books.

Its official, am now a poor man! Am effectively back to my status of five years ago.

"ahhhhhhhhh!" I fumed out angrily and slammed my knuckles against the floor. I then dropped my head to the ground and continue crying bitterly. What a distraught reality!.

"sorry beloved guests. Am very sorry for wasting your time with this melodrama... Its all for the best. So others can learn from both of us. Darous brought this upon himself, and he needs to pay the price heavily. Nothing good can ever come from lies and deceit. All the same, I still love him which is why am feeling very sad right now. He pushed me to become this person. I love him..." Her voice had started breaking again. Evidently, she was also crying. "He will forever remain in my heart...." She sniffed in again and was silent for a brief moment. My head was still buried on the ground. "I can't let him start planning of how to kill himself. No...no...that would be too hard for his mother. And my poor little Chris would become an orphan. Which is why I'm going to hand the rest over to my little sister. Darous, am so...so...sorry. Please... I love you." She said again amid sobbing voice. She paused briefly. "Nike, over to you. I entrust you with the task of making sure Darous avoids suicide at all costs. Remember I love him." She ended with a deep sigh and Nike's face appeared on the screen.

"Hi Darous, miss me? Don't worry, I will be seeing you soon. Hopefully behind bars." She said with a mocking tone.

I just scoffed out the anger in me. My body has already adapted to the situation. I was no longer feeling sorry. All I'm feeling at that moment was pure hatred towards myself, for being so stupid to have allowed this, and secondly towards my wife for doing this.

"Mr commissioner of police, thanks for honouring our invitation. The reason why we invited you to this occasion is because we want you to investigate the death of a certain woman. Her name was Adedoyin. She was Darous's former wife. She died last two years under mysterious circumstances. But thank God for the life of Miss Chioma. She came to us after my sister married Darous and showed this picture to us." The same picture that Chioma had took of me on the night Adedoyin died was instantly on display after Nike had finished talking.

On seeing that picture, I instantly knew my life has been finally laid to rest. A devine intervention would still need a miracle to save me from this. I bit my lips regrettably.
I glanced towards my right hand side. Two claded police men were approaching me from there with hastened steps.

Reality in its most strongest force dawned on me. It only took me two deep sighs before my brain embraced it fully.

"Arrest that man right now!" A voice of authority roared from the audience.

I bit my lips after hearing that. Its time for me to pay for my crimes.

"Remember what I said earlier about marrying you in the next life?" The Mc told me from my rear side before the police got to me. I casted him a doloured look."I was only joking man. Even the devil will need to be on alert throughout your stay in hell man. You're very wicked..." He finished uttering and moved away to give the two policemen enough space to do their jobs.

"Mr man, you are under arrest for the murder of one Mrs Adedoyin, your former wife. Even though you no deserve any rights, but you still have the right to remain silent or whatever you say can get you in deeper trouble." One of the police men told me while the other was trying to help me to my weakened feet.

There's no point in fighting this. My wife's perfect plan had made sure there's no way out.

First, she had gotten the place heavily secured. She had invited the comissioner of police himself to the ocassion so that I wouldn't smell anything out of place.

Secondly, she had used the Ojuju game to acquire all my signatures on the documents she showed earlier. My attempt to make her happy at all cost had costed me my own posessions.


Thirdly, she never denied me sex so I wouldn't know she wasn't happy with me.

Fourthly, She had elusively convinced me not to follow her to the airport so I would be at the appropriate place when she unleashes her plan.

A handcuff was attached to my wrists before the police men turned me around to face all the arrays of gadgets and cameras that was pointed at my awfully calm face.

"What trouble could be more deeper than this?" I queried at the police man when I remembered what he said earlier.

"The judge will tell you that very soon...." One replied in a nonchalant attitude.

I scoffed and started following them down the stairs. All the guests were looking at me in a pitiful manner. While some of them kept their filming gadgets locked at my face as I moved down the stairs in handcuffs.

"Take him to the van outside..." The comissioner commanded the two policemen beside me as soon as we got to his seat.

"You are taking my son no where!" A voice I instantly recognise as my mother's came like a scream from amid the shockened guests.

I directed my gaze towards her and the stubborn emotion I was trying to control got out of my capacity when I saw how my mum was weeping profusely and at the same time trying desperately to wriggle out of the grip of Jide and my other siblings.

I slammed my eyes shot very hard and let out an anguish scream. "ahhhhhhhhh! Why me na!" I thundered. This was getting too much for me to absorb into my body. The pain was becoming overwhelmingly unbearable.

"Ple...ase..let...let me...let me hold my son..." My mum's hiccuping and crying words got to me again and that was the moment that sent my mind back to the feeling of despair and depression that Therapist Sarah had once expelled out of me.
That was the moment I saw the need to end it all.

Dying seemed like the best option for now. Its still better than the humiliation, torture and the embarrasments awaiting me.

My mind consulted other parts of my body for approval to commit suicide. They all acknowledge the idea except my konji. Nontheless, majority na in dey carry vote. My konji got us into this mess when it was still the senate leader of my body. Now that its no longer in the majority, its opinion is utterly meaningless.

I opened my eyes and fortunately for me, my sight collided with the pistol hanging at the back pocket of the policeman walking in front of us.
Without giving it any second thought, - not after seeing the pain I had caused my mother anyway - I charged forward very fast and was able to get my hands on the gun before the policemen could get to me.

Even with handcuffs, I was very fast in getting the gun because the policemen were caught offguard.

I quickly removed the gun from the safe mode and hurriedly placed it at my forehead.

"drop that gun right now!" Chorused the other policemen as they aimed other guns at me.

I released a crooked gring and pulled the trigger anyway. Unfortunately for me, I was pushed from behind just a second before I hit the trigger, which thereby changed the course of the bullet as the gun fell of my grip.

A loud scream escaped from the standing scattered guests. Obviously, the bullet had it someone.

"You deserve it!" That was all I could say after seeing the face of whom the bullet had hit.


MY FUTURE FOUND HAPPINESS, BUT THE WAYS OF MY PAST WOULDN'T LET ME HAVE IT.



THE END!

TheBlessedMAN:
Oh....

Ayam sorry for the gender-ristical offence ooooooooooooooooooooo. Pardon my boxers abeg

Femziecarlos:


You're a clown...Lmao

And you need to be reminded everyday too. Lol

charlie3:
mahnn this story was inspiring and too emotinal, I felt like crying for darous at the end, but well nemesis caught up with him so and he paid greatly than what I think he deserves, that's why nothing good comes from lies and deceit

This story has a lot of lessons to be learnt from it, it can really make someone turn a new leaf and I pray it would by God's grace AMEN

Great story Mr Darousmart Emmanuel its a masterpiece

zuko435:
Anybody that knows NETFLIX oga's email should tell him of this story o...
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Dem suppose buy am o

lekkxydinho:
Tbm, oya na.. How he dey go for yur side? Make prologue arrive sharply abeg. You are mouthed baba nla

Chumzypinky:

hubby that I love and miss

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

TheBlessedMAN:
Spent the past week going through those SIX WORDS statement over and over again.

They got me really and very very speechless...

Uthman51:



Bros I beg start d part two today.

TheBlessedMAN:
Today ke? Can a building project begin when materials are not sufficiently on ground ? Rara o. This one no be like part1 .... This part two is proving to be more tougher than i had imagined. But anyway, I must do am. But a little patient is all am asking and I'm sure you people will be kind enough to grant me that humble request.

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

Bluehaven:

Thank you Jesus, you are the owner of my soul.
Ha ha ha!
Ope o... Part TWO is gonna exist.
This is a good 'bad' news.
Good news in the sense that they (Joke and Co.) are yet to understand that Darous is a true son of Sango.
Bad news in the sense that this part two may see the coming of my unborn child.
Would Part 2 remain on this thread or a newer thread?

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

Bluehaven:

Thank you Jesus, you are the owner of my soul.
Ha ha ha!
Ope o... Part TWO is gonna exist.
This is a good 'bad' news.
Good news in the sense that they (Joke and Co.) are yet to understand that Darous is a true son of Sango.
Bad news in the sense that this part two may see the coming of my unborn child.
Would Part 2 remain on this thread or a newer thread?

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, i never sure of dat o.

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

TheBlessedMAN:
Boss, remain small. I'm presently going through the whole story again so no stone would be left unturned when i start the part two...

What? Did I just say part two? Hmmmmmmmmmmm... Na wa o. This my mouth no go put me for trouble one day.

Femziecarlos:


Your mouth don finally Kee you o......Lol

Thanks for considering us
Darous don too suffer from Joke and her deluded sister

And Chioma seems to have gotten away with Adedoyin murder all fingers pointing to My main man Darous. *sobs*

Thank you once again *TBM* for not only deciding to drop a sequel but a Part Two...Yippee


A Quick One you asked me to remind you every day "That you're a Clown" Lmao