My Wife Was Using This To Prepare Food For Me So That I Will Die Early (Fiction)
Marriage is a union of two individuals who have decided to live together the remainder of their lives. Marriage has been created by God and is ruled by His rules.
You cannot give up your partner under one of the rules for a justification other than adultery.
My wife and I have long been together. We have three lovely kids, two boys and a single girl, the pleasure of our lives. My wife and I have made great efforts to create the family business we manage today. Money or dividends are multiplied 10 times each month. We decided to increase our territory in Kumasi and Takoradi by building two additional sites.
We have succeeded in achieving our goal because God is so great and now we have more than 400 employment. We are specialized in imports of rice and oil.
In two years, we developed two additional residences for rent and rental in Accra. In Pokuase, we have another piece of land where we planned to build another structure.
After eight years of marriage, I found something strange in our kitchen, tucked discreetly beneath the fridge. In a bottle, it looked like salt but felt fairly sticky. I took a drink and tried it; it was salty, but why was that corner hidden?
I collected some samples and placed the bottle where it was. I spread the sample on a white paper sheet. Surprisingly, part of the salt consisted of shattered bottles that looked like salt.
Instead of immediately confronting her, I brought the evidence to my doctor who confirmed that shattered bottles were combined with salt.
My wife did this to arrange my death to inherit our possessions alone. I have taken some samples and put the bottile back where it was. I spread the sample on a white paper sheet. Surprisingly, part of the salt consisted of shattered bottles that looked like salt.
I took the sample to my doctor, who proved that it was indeed shattered bottles combined with salt, instead of facing it immediately.
My wife did this to prepare for my death and to inherit our entire money by herself.
My physician also performed a test of my faeces, which proved that I had long been fed bottles. I didn't tell her this since I knew this, but I stopped eating from the home. I would want her to ask me why I don't eat her meal, so I spit out my wrath.
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