By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
More and more people gathered around, causing the curiosity to increase. Some of the reporters at the scene began taking photos, and recording the incident with their gadgets.
‘Give Jessica back her man!’
‘You don’t deserve to have any good man.’
‘You will live your whole life in misery.’
Most of them pushed Chioma; some threw raw eggs at her, some beat her and some spat at her. They scene became hotter and louder. They felt that Chioma was shameless. To them, Jessica was the only qualified woman to be with Michael. Hopefully, they felt that Felix will find a better woman for himself.
Chioma was completely surrounded which left her with no room to escape. Chisom too, couldn’t reach to Chioma and help her escape from these people who had obviously come to cause nothing but trouble.
‘Instead of attacking me like I am a criminal, why not put up your questions,’Chioma calmly said.
‘What trick do you have up your sleeve?’
‘You’re a glorified scheming bitch.’
‘You deserve hell.’
‘You look innocent, but deep down you’re rotten.’
Chioma
looked at them and said, ‘You say that you care more about Jessica, Michael and
Felix, but here you are tarnishing their reputation. They whole world is
probably watching these melodrama that you people are creating, and do you know
how they will rate everything? They would say that you are all the cause of
these problems. In Nigeria here, we have entertainment companies that are home
to many current hottest domestic celebrities. The presidents of these
entertainment industries have too much money and could make anyone famous, as
long as they are willing to promote them. But unfortunately, none of these
companies will toss money at any of you to make you famous because your faces
will bring nothing but bad luck…they wouldn’t hire people that are talkatives,
rather people that will protect the image of the company,’she paused. ‘Whether
or not I cheated these two men, even if I was not to explain, I am sure that
the world is now advance to the point of detecting photo-shopped photos, lying
detector to detect whether I am a liar or not. I’m sure that the street cameras
around would have captured some truth about my relationship with these men. I
know you know a whore when you see one. I know you love Jessica but don’t ruin
anyone’s reputation because of this. I wish not to speak more, but I still wish
you don’t see me as an enemy but someone who found herself in a love story and
had a misfortune of complicated life. But then, everything will still be all right.’
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