Chapter 5 It isn't jeoulos

Raven

I still can't believe I had to fuckin take a cab back home. It had been quite a while ever since that happened, which is exactly four years ago since my graduation. Timothy offered to give me a ride home but nah! There was no way I was going to risk being seen in my employees car not when I still have the scandal with Trevor all over social media

I still can't believe those stupid people called me a nagging wife. They know nothing about my marriage but they are judging. And yet again my hubby comes out as the sweet Romeo that was trying to play a prank on his wife. The press said I acted like a crazy woman but the truth is they should get a dictionary because they don't know the definition of crazy, Trevor is the crazy one here not me.

"Home sweet home," I took in a deep breath at the porch of my domicile, the roses I planted outside smelled amazing, my sweet babies.

"Am home." I kicked the door open and stepped inside, eager to finally be home after a long day atwork. My bed was the only thing on my mind plus a cold shower.

As I entered, the scene that greeted me was far from what I had thought. The house was a mess, clothes across the floor and unwashed dishes piling on the floor carpet. Frustration bubbling up inside me, I muttered under my breath "This is not what I expected."

"Lola?" I called out to my house help, hoping for an explanation. She usually did'nt leave the house in such a state, so I was curious as to what had taken place in my absence.

"Lola, are you here?" I repeated, walking through the cluttered living room towards the kitchen where I was met with a sight that stopped me in my tracks. Trevor and the maid were locked in a kissing session but that was not all.

She sat on the shelf and her legs open wide, one leg on my husband's shoulder as he fucked the hell out of her. She was moaning very loudly.

"Ahaaa. Hmmm .. mmmhhh."

Shock and disbelief coursed through me as I stood frozen in the doorway, unsure of how to react. My voice trembled as I managed to utter, "What's going on here?"Startled, Lola with a look of guilt on her face, tried to quickly pull away only for Trevor to tighten his hold over her face and crush his lips back on hers in a very rough manner, am sure I saw her lips start to bleed.

That disgusting excuse of a human being continued to fuck my maid, have his way with her in front of my very own eyes. No wonder he insisted on choosing the maid, he wanted a toy where he could get his release whenever he wanted. Big ass, big round boobs, since when are those qualifications for one to work as a maid in a house.

I just could'nt't take this kind of insult in my very own home. Without having any second thoughts in it, I grabbed the closest thing to me which happened to be the toaster and smashed it on his head.

I regretted that the moment the next thing happened, my husband fainted.

"Trevor, Trevor," I tried to call him.

Oops sorry, Lola actually did the calling and shaking his limp body, while I just stood there frozen like a statue afraid of the consequences of my actions, that were yet to come.

"I killed Trevor Noah..."