Chris, I can imagine what you're going through but please just let Tinu get a glimpse of it... @millieademi please die die na.. take it easy on our Dear Tinu

Can Chris just tell Tinu what d problem is, instead of maltreating her this way
Katrina should park well jare
Thanks for the update

Ok, what's going on? It's been eerily quiet. Do we not like the updates or what?

millieademi:
Ok, what's going on? It's been eerily quiet. Do we not like the updates or what?

He who pays the piper dictates the tune. At this juncture we have no choice than to wait for you to post the updates.

The Ocean is definitely full of secrets. So Chris already has an heir from his supposed half sister.

Samola1:
The Ocean is definitely full of secrets. So Chris already has an heir from his supposed half sister.

Katrina isn't his half sister. She's the lady he dated before Tinu.

millieademi:
So things will be taking a rollercoaster turn now. We'll venture into the lives of two other couples. So let's try to be patient and not get confused.


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It was a pleasant Saturday afternoon. A perfect afternoon. It was going to be splendid. He leaned against his BMW waiting for her. He saw her approach him.

She was as sexy as the first night he saw her at a cocktail party. She had worn a red, mermaid gown that hugged her top hourglass figure. The neckline was a temptation and the red against her fair skin was enchanting. He had followed her with his eyes throughout the party till he decided to ask her for a dance. He remembered every detail like it had happened yesterday. Her luscious, burgundy colored lips, her primrose scented perfume and her bare neck and ears. He yearned to adorn them with some of the jewels his family mined for.

He snapped out of his reminiscence and admired the coral blue kimono styled blouse and the dark jeans she wore. He smiled as she sauntered to meet him.
Cupid had shot him hard and good.

She always found her way into his thoughts when she wasn't with him and when she was, it was as if time should stop. His smiled faded as he saw the frown on her face as she drew near. He cupped her face in his hand and asked her what was wrong. She removed his hands from her face as if he was disgusted by her touch and his heart wrenched in concern.

" Ina, what's wrong? Did I do something? ", he asked as he tried to touch her but she avoided his touch like he had some deadly disease.

"Ina what is it? Talk to me, please. ", he begged, desperate to know what made her detest him all of a sudden.

"Chris, we're done!", she dropped the bomb and his world became Hiroshima

"What?", he asked, his voice winning a timbre limbo.

" I do believe you heard me, Chris. We're done. It's over. I don't love you anymore. It's ended. Fin.", she clarified.

"Is this some sort of sick joke?", he asked, hoping she burst into laughter and make fun of his reaction. But instead of her husky laughter, he got a menacing scowl of revilement. It was so real and unadulterated, pure hatred.

Was this his Katrina?

"Forget we ever happened and I hope to erase all the terrible memories I have of the time I spent with you.", she added, pouring the granulated Lot's wife into his wounds.

She was about to walk away when he pulled her back. She might not love him anymore but he was owed an explanation.

" What went wrong?", he demanded.

"I got what I wanted.", she callously replied. "I dated the almighty Christopher Oduah. I hit my target and you fell, hook, line and sinker. I got the recognition I wanted. I climbed the social ladder and I don't need you anymore.", she answered without batting her lashes." It was disgusting, you know? Acting like I loved you, watching you fuss over me like you won the lottery was repulsive."

Hatred and anger erupted from his soul like magma from a volcano. He pushed her away and she fell. She didn't even falter. She stood up and dusted herself like the social climber she was.

" They were all right about you. I was so blind I didn't see it.", he muttered, hating himself. He walked away from her without looking at her. He got his car and drove off. When he got to the Independence Mainland Bridge, he parked his car and got down. He hated himself for being so stupid. He removed from his pocket a black, velvet cube and hurled it with all his might into the lagoon.

Damn her.

He got back into his car and sped away.

This is Katrina

Samola1:


He who pays the piper dictates the tune. At this juncture we have no choice than to wait for you to post the updates.

Ok then

millieademi:


Katrina isn't his half sister. She's the lady he dated before Tinu.

Oh my bad.

But this isn't the best way for Chris to go about nah, why not he open up to Tinu already

Thanks for the update

One last update.

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He kissed her lips to wake her up. Her lips spread into a smile. He had loved her since he first saw her. She wasn’t the typical secretary, she was special. He was glad that she finally saw him as something more than a gist and gossip partner.

“How long did I sleep?”, she asked groggily.

“Four hours.”, he whispered and kissed her nose.

“You should have woken me up.”, she said and stretched.

“You looked so peaceful and beautiful. I wish I could capture the tranquility in a bottle. The serenity on your face was like that of a child.”, he said and sat up.

“You could have just said you slept like a baby. No need for the lofty speech.”, she said blushing.

“You are so beautiful when you blush like that.”, he put in and kissed the apples of her cheeks.

“Michael…”, her words were lost when the man that she called her uncle came barging in.

“So this is what you do?”, he roared.

“Sir, what are you doing here?”, Michael asked hoping his thoughts were wrong.

“I should be asking you. You are here in my house and you have to guts to play love with the girl I pay for in the house I pay for.”, Mr. Ekeh shouted.

“Tamara, is this true?”, Michael asked in disbelief.

“Michael, I..I… it’s not what you think.”, she said torn between losing the man she loved and exposing the truth that she was Mr. Ekeh's niece.

“I knew you were too good to be true.”, he managed to say as he grabbed his jacket from a nearby chair and left the room.

“Good riddance.”, her father spat.

A tear escaped her eye and she let it flow. She had lost him, that required her to cry, to show a little emotion, to lose the façade and take off her mask even if for two seconds.

“I can’t believe you’re this stupid. I picked you up after your LovePeddler of a mother died. I gave you and her bastards an education. I got you a job and the only thing I asked for in return was to make him love you but you can’t achieve that but you can go ahead and have a dalliance with an ordinary P.A. . You are a shame, a disgrace, a wasted investment.”, he shouted at her after slapping her.

“I’m sorry, sir.”, she muttered.

“That’s all you’re good for – to be sorry.”, he scorned. “Look, Chris is going to the D.R.C with his new E.A.. I’ve convinced him to take you along this is your chance. I believe you’re still on the fertility pills and shots.”

She nodded and he continued, “ Good. Get him wasted and sleep with him. Hopefully, you can be used for something. We’ll get everything on camera and send to that wife of his then he’d have no choice but to be with you. Tamara, don’t mess this up. If you do, you can forget about me sponsoring your siblings. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, sir.”, she muttered again in disgust. He hissed and left the room.

She hated herself for seeking his help when her mother died but she had no choice. She was in her final year, Tobe was in J.S.S 3 and Fi-fi was in Basic 4. They needed the money then and he was the only brother of her mother that didn’t want to sleep with her before giving her chicken change that would make no difference. Now, he was asking for dividends her conscience was against.


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Dapo looked expectantly from his father to his mother. He wondered why they were so shy and afraid.

“Daddy, kiss mummy.”, Dapo blurted. He had seen his aunt kiss his uncle and tell him to come back home quickly so many times and he wondered why his parents didn’t kiss, if it would make his mum come back home quickly. The looks on their faces told him he was wrong to say that.

“Dapo, how can you say such?!”, his mother scolded in anger. “Is this what you’re teaching him? That men are just to kiss women whenever they want to? That women don’t have feelings and no say in whether they want to be kissed or not?”, she fired at Jaiyé.

“I do not teach him that. And maybe if I did maybe if you were around the past two years, he wouldn’t have learnt it!”, Jaiyé fired back. He was sick and tired of her behavior. She always sought out an error in Dapo's character and blamed it on him.

“Mummy, I’m sorry. Please don’t be angry.
Ewaoluwa and TJ's parents kiss and live together. I thought that if Daddy kissed you, you’ll come back home. I’m sorry.”, the boy apologized on the verge of tears.

“Dapo, it’s ok. Go to your room, please. I have to talk to your mum.”, Jaiye said.

The boy looked at his mum and she smiled. “Go to your room, princey. I’ll come and see you when we’re done.”, she said softly. The hugged her tightly before running up the stairs.

“Felicia…”, he said and took a step towards her. She instinctively moved two steps back. He looked at her in shock.

“Please, say what you want to say from over there.”, she said almost pleading.

“Felicia, I won’t hurt you.”, he whispered.

“Jaiye, please say what you want to say.”, she said rubbing her forehead.

“Felicia…”, he said and walked towards her. She took steps backwards.

“Jaiyeola, stay where you are.”, she whisper-yelled not wanting to trouble Dapo. He didn’t listen and kept on stalking towards her. She instinctively walked back again. The closer he came, the more her fear grew. When it consumed her, she ran towards her bag and pulled out her switch knife and stretched it towards him

Jaiye was beyond shocked. He then realized the height of her fear. It was often said that what people feared, they often sought to kill. He understood that now. He however didn’t relent. He wanted to see if she feared him enough to stab him.

“Jaiyeolaoluwa, stay where you are. I’m warning you. I’m not afraid to stab you. “, she warned. She shook terribly.

He kept on walking to her till the tip of the knife touched his stomach. His raised her hands to position the knife directly on his heart.

“Go ahead. Kill me. My life is pretty much already messed up. If you’re that afraid of me, do it. Plunge this knife into my heart and end this. I am most definitely tired of this, of seeing you like this. Do it and make sure to twist the knife. If you feel I’m going to hurt you again, do it. And please look into my eyes when you do.”, he whisper-yelled.
She broke into tears but her hands were still shaking. He moved closer till the knife broke his skin. Red was beginning to stain his pristinely white shirt. “Damn it, Felicia. Do it. Be the brave woman I fell in love with and do it. Kill me. You can call it self-defense. Just do it.”, he shouted and held her gaze. That’s when she saw that look in his eyes. The look she fell for. She sobbed and dropped the knife.

“I can’t. I can’t.”, she sobbed and fell to the floor. “It’s you. You’re back.”



Chapter 12


Tinu looked at the man in front of her and her heart broke into a million and one pieces. Her throat constricted and it became difficult to breathe. She gasped and hit her chest. Tears fell down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe.

“Are you ok?”, the man asked in fear. Tinu shook her head as her head began to grow light. She couldn’t believe it. Her guts twisted in anguish and she choked.

“Help!”, the man shouted. Tinu couldn’t believe her ears and shook her head till she lost consciousness.



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The smell of antiseptic and cheap air freshener greeted her as consciousness seeped back into her being. She held head and groaned. She saw Chris run to her side.

“How are you doing, my love?”, he asked with his voice laden with concern.

“Don’t touch me, you bastard. Don’t touch me. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!”, she shouted not regarding the pain in her head. “How could you? How could you? I love you and you kept this away from me.”, she shouted and broke into tears.

“Calm down. What are you talking about?”, he asked confused.

“Dele. Dele told me you asked him to seduce me. He told me you have cancer. How could you do that? You kept it from me for months. Christopher Oduah, you’re mean. You’re a wicked man. You’re a wicked man. You’re wicked.”, she sobbed and he made to hug her. She pushed him away but he forced the hug on her and her resistance broke and she sobbed terribly. “Chris, why? Why?!”, she sobbed. “I can’t lose you!”, she cried.

This is what he was avoiding. Behind her anger was fear. It was that fear and sadness he didn’t to see. He cradled her in his arms till she cried herself to sleep.

Chris watched her sleep for the first time in weeks. He had missed it. He didn’t know whether to be angry at Dele or to be happy he was back with his wife. Her face this afternoon was etched into his mind. He had never seen fear so vivid and graphic. He’d never forget for it long as he lived.
How he wished he had more time. He wished he could make her forget it for the three months he had left. If only he could make her ignore that bit and just have fun with her for the next three months. At least, then he’d have a smile on his face when he died.

Enjoy

millieademi:
Enjoy

Tanchuuuu!

Thanks for the update

Thank you OP! I foresee Tara getting pregnant again...
@millieademi no updates again tonight? Ah! That's not fair na, do Sunday for us Biko

Chai! So you decided to kill Chris

Tamara's uncle will be at the losing end should she successfully drug and sleep with Chris while the pregnancy might belong to Michael.
Thanks for the update ma'am

Secrets everywhere, sorry for Chris. Thanks for the update

Thanks for the update

I must say that it was because of d literature session that made me join nairaland, from a guest to a member. Sure, nairaland has it's shortcomings, e.g, it's short emoji list, but it's stories like dis that make a difference. You're a great writer millieademi, I know you'll go places because of ur works*insert thumbs up emoji*

Millieademi, how're you doing today? Biko no updates yet? Hope you'll serve us "9-course meal" to make up for breakfast, lunch and dinner?

i don't know,but it seems like i am gradually losing the initial grip with which i was following this story,as in the level of suspense ...

Thanks for all the comments, guys.

To answer or to respond to answerpls' question, there has to be an arc in every story. We've gone past several climaxes and we are reaching some sort of "resolution". We'll soon be climbing up the arc again. So be patient with me.

I've been feeling out of sorts today. I'll drop an update now.

Let me know if it's sloppy.


Thank you.

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Tinu listened attentive to the doctor as he gave her instructions as to Chris’s condition. The man seemed professional but she refused to believe Chris had three months left. She couldn’t have three months more with him. She just couldn’t. They were supposed to grow old together. He was supposed to give Tóminí out on her wedding. He couldn’t die yet. She needed him. She knew she would die without him.

“What’s on your mind?”, he asked on the ride home.

“A plethora of things, Chris. Don’t worry about it.”, she said smiling.

“Tinu…”

“Chris, seriously. Rest. I can deal with it. You have a lot to deal with and I can take it, you can’t.”, she said.

“Tinu, don’t shut me out. Please.”, he begged.

“No, Chris! You don’t get to beg. Not after what you did. All you have to do for me is to rest, use your meds and be a cooperative patient. Because you took two months away from the time I had to spend with you and I will never forgive unless you get well, Chris. Do you hear me?”, she hurled at him and turned to face the window so that she could cry without him seeing her.

He had never hated himself more at any point in his life than now. This was not how he pictured the last three months of his life. He wanted her happy with or without him. Seeing her this unhappy with him broke him.

“I’m sorry, Tinu. I really am”, he put in and stared out the window.

“Whatever.”, she murmured softly. After five minutes of ear numbing silence, her phone chimed.

Tinu wiped her eyes and brought out her phone. In the middle of the night, she had gone online researching on rare cancer conditions and treatment plans. She had subscribed to various medical services on tips for caring for seek relatives. She just got a newsletter about a herbal drink to boost the strength and immunity of patients and the drink had also been endorsed by various patients and doctors.

She lowered the barrier between them and the driver.

“Raph, please drop me off at the mall. I have to get somethings.”, she informed the driver.

“Yes ma.”, the driver said.

I“No, Raphael. We’re going home.”, Chris instructed and raised the barrier back up.

He then turned to her and offered, “Let the maids do it, Tinu. You can text Mary and she’ll send someone to do it before we get home.”

“Just like they have been the ones making your oatmeal. Am I allowed to be your wife at all? Or am I only suitable for magazine releases and arm candy?”, she said sardonically and lowered the barrier again.

“Tinu, please.”, he begged and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

“Raph, the mall. Pronto.”, she said and turned to the window.

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Jaiye stared at his wife as she taught their son the importance of frying the peppers for so long before adding the beaten eggs. Dapo groaned and complained that he was hungry. He couldn’t help but laugh. She turned to him and flashed him a smile. He had missed those smiles.

“Mummy, Subombom in my class has a baby brother now…”, Dapo started to babble.

“Oh!”, she said crestfallenly. She realized what she had done and pasted a smile on her face as she continued stir-frying the chopped pepper and onions in the skillet.

“He said that the baby’s hands are so tiny and that the baby is ugly.”, Dapo continued without noticing the swing his mother’s emotions went through in a second. But her eagle-eyed husband detected it.

“That’s very mean of Subomi. Babies are beautiful.”, she said softly as she broke a bouillon cube in the skillet.

“Mummy, was I beautiful too?”, the boy asked in glee.

“Of course! You have a beautiful mother and a not-so-bad father. Of course, you were beautiful. The doctors even called you 7up.”, she told her son.

“Was I white like 7up?”, the boy asked, aghast at the name.

“First, 7up is transparent not white. No, you weren’t transparent. You were just so beautiful that the doctors called you ‘the difference is clear'.”, she explained as she poured the beaten eggs in the skillet.

“I don’t understand, mummy.”, he boy asked confused.

“Jay, please explain to him.”, she said as she went to get something from the fridge.

“Dapo, I’ll explain after dinner.”, Jaiye said.

“Ok, daddy.”, the boy chirped.

“Good bo. Now, go and wash your hands upstairs. By the time you get down, mummy’s magic potato and eggs will be ready.”, Jaiye said and ruffled the boy’s hair. The boy squealed in delight and ran upstairs.

“Ok, he is spending too much time with Ewa and TJ.”, Jaiyé muttered and Felicia laughed.

“Why do you guys call her TJ? Why not Tamílore Junior?”, Felicia asked as she put down the skillet and turned of the cooker.

“Which kain junior? Where did she get the junior from, when there’s no senior? Don’t mind these children of nowadays. There used to be an MJ in church. All her friends thought the name was cool so they added J to their names. The silly girl cried for weeks when her parents refused to call her TJ. To let peace reign, Daddy had to intervene after the girl went to pull the grandpa card. He told them if they were not comfortable with it, they should add a new name that starts with J. Gab had always liked the name Jemima but Nathan was against it. Long story short, she is now Tamílore Jemima.”, Jaiyé explained.

Felicia could not help but laugh. “I actually thought Gab's middle name was Tamílore or something.”, she wheezed amidst guffaws.

“Are you minding the girl?”, Jaiyé said smiling.
“Ehen.”, he said and stood in front of her blocking her path.

“What?”, she asked. “You called me not-so-bad earlier. You think I forgot.”, he put in and snaked his arms around her waist.

“Before, are you fine? Commit for road, jo. Let me serve my son that is breathtakingly handsome.”, she joked.

“Chai. They told me but I didn’t believe o.”, Jaiyé said feigning hurt and shock.

“Ok, I’ll bite. What did they tell you?”, she said and crossed her arms.

“They told me that once you have a son, I’ll pale in comparison to him in your eyes. But don’t worry, the God I serve is a living one. He’ll give me a daughter and I will show you pepper.”, Jaiye put in jokingly. He could see the drain plug in her eyes as the joy and light in her eyes whirled away.

“Jaiye, please let me dish the food.”, she whispered and cleared her throat. Her voice had lost the playfulness in it. She struggled to get out of his embrace.

“Felicia, is there something I should know?”, he said softly.

“No. I just want to serve Dapo before he comes back.”, she said looking everywhere else but his eyes.

“Felicia, I’m not stupid. This was your reaction when Dapo mentioned Subomi's baby brother. Tell me now…. Please. What is it?”, Jaiye asked quietly as he tipped her head so she could look into his eyes. He became afraid as a tear slipped out of her eyes and into her hair.

“She was a stillborn.”, she mentioned softly.

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P.S. We'll soon be coming to the end of the story so let's prepare our hearts and minds.


P.P.S. Thanks for sticking it out with Ocean of Secrets for this long. You guys are amazing.

Madam Madam, drop update for boys naaaaa

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My muse for this scene was Hoy Tengo Ganas De Ti


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Chris looked nervously at Tinu. This was it. If the tests revealed that there was hope then he’d be the happiest man in the entire universe. If not… he didn’t want to think if not. He reached out to and grasped her hand. She smiled at him and patted his hand. She mouthed an 'I love you'. His heart rate slowed on seeing that. The door opened and it picked up again. The white-haired man walked in panting and smiled.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. The elevator was out of service so I had to take the stairs. I thought my jogs every morning would keep me in shape. I think I need to use the stairs more often”, he joked as he hung his coat on a rack and sat down to face them.

“So doctor?”, Tinu asked nervously when Chris refused to look up from the hospital gown he was wearing.

“Yes, I am pleased to announce to you that the tests show the therapy was successful.”, the doctor chippered happily.

“Doctor, what does that mean?”, Chris asked looking up for the first time.

“Well, it means that if you keep responding to treatment like this in no time cancer might be a thing of the past for you. That is my opinion. But like I told you before we started this form of treatment is still in the experimental stage and works for only one person in twenty-five. There’s a fifty-fifty chance you get better or you relapse. It all depends on your body system.”, the man explained.

“But for now, he’s responding to the treatment?”, Tinu asked.

“Yes.”, the doctor answered.

“Good. I have a reason to live, doctor. I’ll fight harder.”, Chris said and picked up their hands clasped together and kissed Tinu's hand. “Actually, reasons.” She smiled at him and he winked at her.

“That’s the spirit, Chris.”, the doctor said gleefully. The telephone rang and the man picked up the receiver. “Hello… Ok.. I’ll be right there.”, he told the person on the other end and placed the receiver back in it’s cradle.

“I’m sorry I have to attend to some matters.”, the doctor said and stood up.

“It’s no problem, doc.”, Tinu said as they stood too.

“Thank you so much, Dr. Johannsson.”, Chris said and shook the doctor’s hand.

“Common, Chris. This is all you.”, the doctor said and led them out of his office.

Tinu and Chris walked arm in arm to his ward. He took off his robe and handed it to Tinu who was grinning from ear to ear.

“Ok? What’s with the smile?”, he asked and sat on the sofa.

“Chris, why won’t I smile? Didn’t you listen to Dr. Johannsson? If things keep up, I’d have you back. I’d be able to sleep with two eyes closed, knowing that you won’t go anywhere?”, she gushed.

He beamed at her and sighed.

“Come here.”, he said and patted the space beside him. She walked to him and sat beside him. He took one of her hands and kissed the back of it.

“I’ll be forever grateful to MJ, wherever she is, for advising me to take our Chinese investors to the Dragon. If she hadn’t, I’d have never met you. If I didn’t meet you, my lady in the cyan body-con dress, God knows how I’d have survived this phase. I love you, Tinu, more than words can begin to describe. You are my world and without you, I’ll fall apart….”, he said.

“Chris…”, she interrupted.

“No, I have to say this. I’m sorry for what I put you through. When Dr. Chakhravarty told me I had roughly six months to live, all I wanted to do was keep you safe from the horror of losing a loved one again. I know what losing your parents did to you. I couldn’t put you through that again. My reasoning was wrong and I’m sorry for being unfaithful. You’ve kept every one of your vows till date and that shows me just how much I don’t deserve you…”, he continued till she silenced him with a kiss.

“Christopher Oduah, you’re more than deserving of me. You may have made a few mistakes but you came into my life when I had lost all hope and that trumps all mistakes. I love you too, baby.”, she said resting her head against his.

“I like it when you call me baby.”, he said sultrily.

“There’s one thing I most definitely want to do again and again once this cancer storm blows over.”, she flirted.

“Again and again, Mrs. Oduah?”, he asked in mock shock.

“You have no idea, Mr. Oduah, just how randy I get for you.”, she said huskily.

“I believe I might have an inkling.”, he said smiling and he kissed her.

Op are you a male or female? Don't even Kno how to address you self.

Thanks for the update

izaray:
Op are you a male or female? Don't even Kno how to address you self.

Thanks for the update

I thought we hashed this out already.


I AM FEEEEEMMMMMMAAAAALLLLLLLEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

izaray:
Op are you a male or female? Don't even Kno how to address you self.

Thanks for the update

You're welcome by the way

millieademi:



I thought we hashed this out already.


I AM FEEEEEMMMMMMAAAAALLLLLLLEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks

A wonderful story line thus far, thumbs up to the author.