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After five years of dating, she left me for another man and took my 20K away

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We’re both set to begin our final year of college. I’m at UCC, and you’re at UG. We’d been dating since high school and were planning to marry shortly. I even told you that with the economy as it is, two children should be sufficient for us to raise. Our main hope was that it would be one boy and one girl so that we wouldn’t have to keep trying for a specific gender. These proposals have piqued your and my interest. My mother told me the first time I brought you home that you were lovely and well-mannered, and that I should make sure I acted in a manner befitting of you. My father passed away in 2020. That was prior to the first time I took you home. I wish he had met you at the time. I was certain he would have loved you as well. My three siblings have no reservations about you. When you initially brought me home, your stern father told me I should concentrate on my studies and start following his daughter after school. He was the only one who was opposed to our love, although your mother was the polar opposite.

She greeted me cheerfully and chatted with me in a polite manner. Your only brother joked with me that if I destroy his sister’s heart, he will come after me. We were doing rather well for ourselves. We formed a joint account and agreed to donate GHc100 each month to aid us when the time came for our marriage. We were doing the susu to tie the knot. Because I am the man, I contribute more money each month than you do. It alternated between ghc500 and ghc600. I would win a sports bet and deposit the entire amount into our account. An uncle from abroad would send me money, and I would save a little portion for myself and deposit the remainder into the account. I also saw that you hadn’t added any money for several months, but I never questioned you why. It wasn’t required. I am the guy, and it was my responsibility to manage our bond funds.

When I attempted to call you at about 8:00 pm and your phone was constantly busy, I recognised the first signals of lying and adultery. Meanwhile, for the previous few years, we’ve always talked on the phone around 8 a.m. It was our time, so I began to assume you had replaced me with someone else, but I didn’t question you. It was impossible for our relationship to be flawless. Distance relationships were difficult for me, but I was determined to make them work since I genuinely loved you. My housemates and pals continued making depressing remarks here and there. “By this time, somebro dey eat your lady gidigidi,” said one of my friends, who informed me that another guy was feasting on the fruit I was cultivating. That man ought to be a prophet.

Perhaps he didn’t require prophetic eyes to see what was obvious. I was the one who was blinded by love, unable to see what was so naked. Because of you, I left the Central Region for Legon one weekend. I was about to take tests. I needed to catch up on notes and schoolwork. I understood that my education was important to my future, but so was yours. So I travelled the entire distance. I casually asked you the night before whether you wanted to go home on Saturday. It was something you did on occasion. You said you’d stay on campus. I didn’t inform you I was going to Legon that Saturday. I arrived and went to your room. On prior occasions, I was present. Despite the fact that it was the first time I had arrived without your knowledge. Your roommate instructed whoever it was to come in when I knocked. None of you had any idea it was your UCC lover. I didn’t anticipate you to be sharing a bowl with a handsome gentleman.

He had his left hand on your lap and the banku and okro you were eating were almost completed. You were laughing and conversing. When I entered your room, I noticed how shocked you were, and how you attempted to seem normal by introducing the other person as your National Service teaching Assistant who had come to help you learn certain issues. You said you were hungry after studying, so you and your friends got some food. I felt wounded and envious. I was unhappy with myself for not choosing Legon forms that would allow me to be near to you. I blamed myself for everything you did to me, despite the fact that it was obvious that I was too wonderful for you. I believed your tale. I apologised to you when you were furious with me for dropping by unexpectedly. I came back as though nothing had occurred. That vac, your mother summoned me to your home.

She began telling me how disappointed she was in me. You were present. You were fixed on me. I’d noticed you’d gained weight, but nothing else came to mind. You were pregnant, and your mother mistook me for the father. You didn’t even refute it when she came to that conclusion. You didn’t tell her that the last time we did it was more than 6 months ago, and I was using protection. That was the point at which I’d had enough. I informed your mother of the truth. I told her you were cheating on me with your school’s TA. I informed her about my conversations with your roommate and how she was having trouble sleeping at midnight since the two of you were fighting with only a blanket covering you for privacy. You sighed at the delicacy of his touch because you assumed she was fast asleep.

After that, your mother apologised to me, and I went home. I needed to safeguard my reputation. You came to my residence to find out why I would betray you in this manner. You expected me to assume apologetic responsibility for a kid I did not father? What were you expecting from me? Our breakup was hard, but I have no regrets. The only thing I regret is that I trusted you and shared five years of my life with you. I was just sixteen years old and felt I was mature enough to grasp love. Now that I’m 21, I’m not even sure what love is. I attempted to withdraw funds from our joint account and offer you half, even knowing you contributed only about 25 to 30%. I was informed that you had already withdrawn the $20,000 from the account. I will never leave you that money. It is the only recompense I have received for all of the anguish you have caused me.

You switched hostels. Your folks stated you spent your vacation with your grandparents in Ho. They urged me to wait until you got home to talk about money, and they weren’t present when we opened the account at 18. When you returned, you stated that you had spent the money. You’ve done a lot of damage to me. This is something I’m thinking about. I haven’t informed you, but I’d want to perform rituals on you. I want you to feel some remorse for bringing me misery. I’m sure you’ll read this. I know you read this website. I would have mentioned your name, but the administrators will delete it. Return my money, or you will never be happy in your life. I won’t say anything else.

Source: Anonymous Confessions

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I introduced her to fraud but she scammed me and married my Canadian-based friend

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I introduced her to fraud but she scammed me and married my Canadian-based friend

I used to do fraud. Someone introduced it to my buddy, who then introduced it to me. The game has different stages. We were at the bottom of the game’s ladder, so we didn’t make much money, but the risk involved was excellent. Aside from the danger, you must labour every day in order to earn GHC500 every week.

We slept very little because our clients were all over the world, and because of the time difference, we had to stay awake in order to communicate with them. I had a major hit one day. I received GHC7,000 from a bargain and immediately purchased an iPhone for my girlfriend, Cynthia. She was aware that I was involved in fraud, yet she was uninterested. She became interested in the business when I gave her the iPhone and told her how I obtained it.

So when I had a customer who claimed to be a girl, Cynthia was the one who spoke to them. She was the one who set up the video calls. We were still struggling. We halted operations since the money was not flowing as promised.

Life was difficult for two jobless lovers. I couldn’t help her. I couldn’t help myself, so we relied on the generosity of friends who were succeeding in the game.

Ernest, a buddy of mine from Canada, came over one day, and we were all hanging around. Cynthia later informed me, “Your friend likes me.” He was licking his lips and staring at me in some way. Let’s go get some money from him. Tell him I’m not your girlfriend. Allow him to take me so we may obtain money from him.”

Ernest was formerly a player in the game. He went outdoors after getting money. I warned Cynthia Ernest that she might catch the hint, but she was so enthusiastic about collecting money that we gave it a shot. “Don’t let him sleep with you,” was the lone caution. Never.”

She brought me GHC 500 a week later. “He gave me 1,000 GHC.” “That’s your cut,” she explained.

Ernest was hiding the affair because he was afraid I would be upset if I found out he was seeing my sister. He was even concealing it from the team, but we were aware of what was going on.

He was here for a month, and we earned a lot of money.

He was still sending money after he left. Cynthia gave me my portion. I got a job and advised her not to see Ernest anymore. She didn’t give up. It escalated into a brawl, in which I threatened to let the cat out of the bag. “If you try it, you’ll go to jail,” she said. You know I’m familiar with all of your previous transactions. How much money can you offer me to get me to quit seeing Ernest?”

Cynthia is currently in Canada with Ernest, where they are having the time of their life. I tear up when I see their images. When I see these videos on Instagram, I want to kick them in the video.

Ernest finally understands reality. Cynthia, I believe, informed him in a way that she wouldn’t be held responsible, saying something like, “He gave me to you so we could get money from you, but I fell for you because you’re a good person.” That sort of thing.

I must confess, they had the final laugh. Cynthia informed me the last time I spoke with her, “If you stop being bitter, I will send you something small every month.” You don’t have to hate me since I don’t hate you.”

I bowed my head and kicked the bitterness out of my heart because money is money.

That girl is the only honest scammer there is. She maintained her promise. She occasionally sends me money. She’s gradually rebuilding the bridge between me and my old friend Ernest. She duped me, but I can’t really complain. I still have feelings for her but in a different manner. I adore her as someone who looks after me.

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I adore my husband, but I also love my boss

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I adore my husband, but I also love my boss

My spouse is fantastic. He’s a wonderful father to our children, and I adore him.

Everything went well till I saw my Boss for the first time lately. I had just recently begun working at my new workplace, therefore, I had never met the Boss in person. He was smitten with me from the moment he saw me. He knows I’m married and is fine with it.

He treats me like a lady and pays all of my bills. He pays for stuff I don’t even realise I need. I enjoy spending time with him. He makes me feel incredibly protected, and with him, the world may disappear for all I care.

He is not married and, in his own words, is eager to “be here” for me.

We are yet to have shuperu, but he kissed me last night before we split ways, and I’ve been craving his kiss all day. Not only have I been thinking about his kiss, but also about what it would be like to lay in bed with him and yield to his wishes.

I tell him how much it pains me to do this to my husband, and he says, “Don’t worry. Everything will be well. He can’t be harmed by what he doesn’t know.”

He has a knack of getting under my skin emotionally. Only my husband has been able to reach me in the same manner that my employer has, and it makes me want to keep him—keep him and keep my husband.

My spouse just refers to him as my Boss. If he finds out, he would undoubtedly break down and break up with me, therefore I’ve learnt not to leave any evidence. I’m in a state of confusion right now. Confused because my husband needs to hurt me or treat me horribly in order for me to fall in love with someone else, but in this situation, everything is perfect between us, but I still long for someone new.

I desperately need my job, therefore I don’t want to offend my employer. This is the only job I’ve ever had that pays above and above my expectations. I simply cannot afford to lose it. Aside from that, I want my employer and I need my husband. I wish there was a way for the two to coexist.

The gravity of the situation is that, since meeting my employer, shuperu with my spouse has become a responsibility for me. I make myself available to him, but I don’t feel anything. It’s similar to the fable of the brook and the stone. What effect may the stream have on the stone? Nothing. He’s doing it, and I’m thinking about my employer. I am aware that I require assistance.

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Woman sues boyfriend for abandoning her after funding his extravagant lifestyle

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Woman sues boyfriend for abandoning her after funding his extravagant lifestyle

A heartbroken lady has hauled her lover, Hassan Umar, to a Kano magistrates’ court for having dumped her after spending N900,000 on him.

In court, the woman’s counsel said that the defendant claimed he was in love with his client and that they had agreed to marry.

However, after spending the money on him, Umar abandoned her and stopped seeing her.

The defendant, on the other hand, pled not guilty to the accusations, explaining that it was merely a relationship that did not survive the test of time.

Following the reading of the charges, the Magistrate requested that both sides produce their witnesses for the next postponed session.

Addressing journalists after the court sitting, the woman said:

“I doubt he didn’t charm me. Whatever he asked me I did it instantly. I cooked different types of food for him, including chicken, meat, and even two rams.

“I spent over N900,000 on him. But from there, he started showing me as if he didn’t care. Later he stopped coming to me.”

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