6th February, 2024

Patrick’s POV

If no be say Yemi na my guy, I for don beat am.

Why did he give Angela my number? That girl doesn’t understand what the word ‘No’ is and I am tired of blocking her number and even going the extent of leaving my former place because she would just show up unannounced.

She nearly cost my relationship with Ife the last time and I don’t want such happening again. Ife trusts me, I know and that makes me happy but I don’t want any holes in our relationship. We went through a lot the past year, even with her family palava and all these. It’s not funny.

I love that girl so much, I will do anything to make sure she’s okay and comfortable.

“If only you didn’t give her the number, I wouldn’t have to face this in her hands.” I grumbled to Yemi whos’ on the other side of the line.

“I’m really sorry for that brother, I just thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to still be friends with your ex”

I hissed. “Wetin you talk now, you deserve knock. Who wan have Angela as friend? That girl is crazy and I don’t have the energy to be dodging her”

“I’m sorry, I can talk to her to stop”

I sighed, then stood up to check the file that was sent to me in the morning.

“It’s no problem, I can handle her. I’ll just be avoiding her for now” I said. “How’s your girl? You didn’t tell me her name yet”

“You will know later, she’s stubborn” Yemi grunted.

I laughed. “The kind of woman that suits you”

“Laugh all you can, I need to grab some sanitary pad for her and some chocolate. The cramps’ eating her up and I don’t like it”

“Agba, remember you were laughing at me when I was doing it for Ife. It wasn’t new to me since I did it for my sister” I shrugged.

I placed the file on the coffee table in my living room then walked to the kitchen to get myself something to drink. Working from home is just boring.

“Love makes you do the unthinkable. Free me, abeg” I laughed.

“Get on with what you want to do. I have some work to finish too”

“Okay, I remember sef. I think Ife already sent the letter, I got a message from the guy that do collect it from the post office”

“I will go collect it from him, tell him to wait for me”

“Sure, see you later man” I disconnected the call.

***

Two days later

9th February 2024

Patrick’s POV

These couple of days has been so tedious. There was an issue in the financial department of the company I work with and it almost halted the operation of the business. Frustrating. But I am glad it is sorted already.

When I found out Angela hijack the letter Ife sent to me and destroyed it, I was beyond angry. I would have gone to meet her and confront her about it but I know that is what she wants, she wants me to come to her, so she can display her dirty tricks and get things complicated.

I didn’t bother to go meet her and I know she’s mad about it. That’s kuku not my problem.

I sent wrote Ife a letter telling her what happened and explaining things to her. I sent it the next day that was a day before but I’m yet to get any response from her. I even had to call Daimen to be sure she’s okay. He told me they had some work going on and it took a lot of her time that could be the reason she hadn’t responded to me.

I really wanted to call her but I want to surprise her. I want to see her reaction when she sees me on Valentine’s Day. I have something big planned for the both of us and can’t wait to unravel it.

She would be so happy and I’m just excited.

My phone vibrated, so I took it out of my pocket to check the caller. It was Angela.

I expected her call sooner but that doesn’t mean I’ll pick it up. I put my phone on silent and put it on my table. I am currently in the office, trying to finish up some work before I head home and write another letter to Ife, I don’t mind sending millions of letters. Even if she wouldn’t reply on time. She’s worth everything to me.

A knock on my door, I looked up from the file I was reading.

“Come in” I said then looked down again.

“Sir, a lady is here to se—hey, wait for me to tell him first” my secretary raised her voice.

I looked up at the two women throwing angry glares at themselves. Angela is one of them.

“Patience, it’s okay. I will handle it from here” I said to her. She looked at me then back to Angela, eyes her and left the office.

Angela deserves it but I will still have to caution her because this might be Angela but she’s a guest and should be treated right, except she chooses to act otherwise.

I stood to my feet and pocket my hands. “What do you want Angela?”

“You didn’t respond to me taking the letter sent by your beloved” she walked closer to my table, not forgetting to sway her hips.

I use to think it was cute till she showed me her true colors and I stopped liking her.

“What do you want Angela?” I asked in a firm tone, not giving her chance to slack or come close to me.

She dropped her bag on the chair in front of me and I noticed how she was acting. Her lips were twitching, her eyes were getting slightly red and glassy, she hugged herself and didn’t maintain eye contact.

She wants to cry.

“Pat-” I raised my hand up to stop her from talking.

“Don’t please, Angela. I know you’re here to display your usual pitiful crying and it won’t work on me” I said.

She frowned.

“What do you mean pitiful?” I raised an eyebrow and she rolled her eyes then cleaned the tears that slipped out of her right eye. “Fine, you know me, but…” she looked at me and as if she was cutting round of onions, the tears streamed down her cheeks. “… this is real Pat” she sniffled, cleaning the tears from her cheeks.

“Angela, look” I motioned to my table “I have lots of work to get done and this crying won’t make me change my mind on the kind of person you are and what you want but if you need something, say it now and st-” she interrupted me with words that sent chills down my spine and made my feet cold

“I have cancer”