My biggest regret 1 !

Upon arriving at my girlfriend's place one Friday evening, I realized I didn't have my phones with me. I immediately asked Jane if she could call my phones just to make sure they were ringing. I wasn't sure whether I had left them at home or on the bus. She granted me permission to use her phone as she was rushing to go and take a shower, I tried to find where she had served my numbers but to no avail. I then dialed; I got a shock of my life as she had served my numbers with funny and heartbreaking names. Could it be a punishment I was getting for treating my wife of my youth ruthless?
Miriam (my ex-wife) and I met when we were still in high school. She was in Grade 10 and I was in grade 12 respectively. I got very good grades at Grade 12 and I was accorded a place at one of the highest learning institutions in the country. I was faithful to her until we got married. I had a good job and Miriam was also working for a certain firm as an accountant .We had a very beautiful life together until I started hanging out with my colleagues from work. After work instead of going home, like I usually did I would go to clubs with my friends .Slowly, everything started falling apart. I was introduced to girls and in no time I started dating Jane, she was voluptuous with a good body to die for. Within five months of knowing Jane, I bought her a car and started renting a two bedroomed house for her which she shared with her friends.
My wife tried to reason with me and I shut her up whenever she asked about my change in behaviour .The situation worsened when she conceived. I never cared for her one bit despite her having a difficulty pregnancy.Everytime she told me she wasn't feeling well I got pissed off and thought she was pretending just to have my attention. I started spending nights out and that became my way of life. My wife became depressed and at the hospital we were told she might lose the babies ( as she was carrying twins) if I didn't care for her as that was the cause of her stressing but the advice landed on deaf ears.. My wife was rushed to the hospital in the seventh month of her pregnancy, by our neighbour.Hence I was busy enjoying myself with Jane .It was a matter of either save the babies or the mother situation. The babies were delivered via C-Section but unfortunately one of them couldn't make it.
The following day when I woke up I switched on my phones only to find a lot of messages from my parents and our neighbour.I felt very guilty after reading them and I immediately drove to the hospital .My wife was just calm I guess she had gotten used to being mistreated but I knew she was hurting deeply. I asked if I could hold the baby but my wife refused and told me to go back where I had spent the night .My wife then told me it was over and she meant every word she said. She told me that a husband who couldn't care for his pregnant wife was useless..
When my wife was discharged 5 days later, she opted to go with her parents and I respected her decision. A week later she called to tell me she needed a divorce and that it should make me happy so that I could take Jane whom I seemed to love so much. I tried to plead with her but she refused. Six months later she found a place of her own. I continued seeing Jane and asked her to move in with me but she refused and her reason was she wanted to finish school first before she could move to any man's house.
Things started falling apart after my wife and I divorced, I was demoted from my position everything just crumbled! I started drinking heavily and I was involved in an accident where I almost lost my life. My car was damaged beyond repair. We had three cars, my wife took one and I gave one to Jane when the one I bought for her broke down...I wanted to get the car from Jane but I didn't want her to look at me as some broke guy, so I let her use it . I lost my job after two years of divorcing my wife. I tried putting up a lot of applications with my good qualifications but to no avail! Jane also started avoiding spending so much time with me.Luckly, from my benefits I managed to buy a house with a servant’s quarter from a relative who was relocating abroad. I put up the house on rent and moved to the servant’s quarters’. I continued paying for Jane's rentals using the money I got from my tenant. One of my friends sat me down and advised that I put my money to good use instead of wasting it on paying for Jane's rentals but we ended up being at loggerheads. He was right but I chose not to accept it!
So on this fateful Friday evening I went to visit Jane and as I earlier said I asked her to call my lines. I got a shock of my life as she had served me with funny names... My MTN as ''BOTHER'', AIRTEL ''Ant stepper'' and was also forced to check my Zamtel line which was served under a girl's name as ''JOSEPHINE'' since I am Joseph. Anyhow the phones rang and I felt relieved that I had definitely left them home for them to ring. I was however very mad at Jane for looking at me in such a low manner after all I had done for her. The most painful thing was she contributed for my marriage to break up. From that moment I knew I was fighting a losing battle.
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