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MISANDRIST ??
(? Fire and ice…?)
By: Diamond Zayne ✍?
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CHAPTER 58&59
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Ricky opened the door and it revealed no one. Miguel wasn’t there anymore.
Yolanda and nanny Clara exchanged look before looking at Ricky.
“Where’s he?” Yolanda asked and he shook his head.
“Ion know, I left him here… could he have gone already?… Wait, I should check if his car is still here.” He said and left while Yolanda and nanny Clara stood there, waiting for him.
He came back shortly after. “He left.” He said.
“But don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll see him again and I’ll bring him here.” He smiled.
“Let’s go in.” He said and began walking in. Nanny Clara followed behind as well.
Yolanda didn’t know why but she really wanna see this person.
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A WHILE AGO…
Miguel was pressing his phone while he waited for Ricky to come take him in when he felt a weird peering eyes on him.
He slowly raised his head and look up, immediately the person hid and he didn’t see anyone.
He shrugged before continuing pressing his phone when he noticed the same weird gaze and when he looked up, he didn’t find anyone.
He was about going back to his phone when he noticed the person who was hiding, his clothe wasn’t properly hidden as that revealed that someone was there.
Miguel thought that the person just stood there, so he waited for the person to come but it didn’t appear like they were gonna do so.
He began walking to the person, to find out who it was. Immediately he got there, the person turned around and he came face to face with the person. It was…
Diego!
Miguel furrowed his brow.
“Who are you?” He asked and Diego scoffed.
“None of your business.” He replied rashly and Miguel frowned.
“Seriously? What are you doing here? Are you spying?” He asked.
“It will be better if you stay off my affair.” He said and brushed Miguel’s shoulder intentionally as he walked away.
A picture fell from him in the process and he didn’t realized.
“Weird.” Miguel muttered and made to walk back when he saw the pic on the floor.
“This… This must be from him.” He said and looked back at Diego who was almost out of sight.
He bent down and picked up the picture, since the face was facing the ground, he couldn’t see what was in the picture until he turned it, and it was…
Yolanda!
What was he doing with Yolanda’s pic?
He couldn’t think further coz his phone rang.
He brought it out of his pocket… It was Gael calling.
“Hey Gael…”
“What! Okay, I’m on my way.” He hung up immediately, pocketing the phone in his pocket before rushing to his car.
He dropped the pic on his dashboard before igniting his engine and soon he was out of the vicinity.
He will come back some other time for Ricky.
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PRESENT…
“Yunno mom, I’m still angry with you for not attending my PTA meeting. Like I waited for you for heaven knows how long.
“Awwn baby, momma is sorry.” She apologized and nanny Clara smiled from where she sat.
She was sitting separately from where they sat. While they sat on the couch with Ricky sitting on Yolanda’s lap, nanny Clara sat in the dinning room arranging the ingredients for dinner.
“Sorry can’t do anything mommy… You’ll have to make it up to me.” He said and she smiled.
“So mom has to make it up to you? wow… Fine with mommy, so what is it that you want from me?” She asked and he smiled proudly.
“I want to meet my daddy.” She said and Yolanda’s countenance changed abruptly…
Even nanny Clara looked up from what she was doing.
Gosh! What was he saying?
“Ricky?” Nanny Clara called and looked at Yolanda who was expressionless.
“Yes. I want to meet my dad as well. I have met my mom, now it’s time to meet my dad… I want to live with both parents… But you all say I can’t meet my dad, why is it so?” He asked and nanny Clara sighed.
“Oh God.” Nanny Clara muttered.
How do they tell him they don’t know who his father was? Whether he was alive or not, they don’t know.
“Don’t worry, I was only kidding with the wish actually… I just wanted to pull your legs a little bit… We could visit the amusement park together and play alot of games, right?” He asked and Yolanda feigned a smile.
He only said that to ease the tension he caused. His nanny had warned him never to talk about his father or wanting to see him whenever he was with his mom, tho he doesn’t know why.
But asking that question was to see her expression… He wasn’t actually lying, he wanted to see his dad, what he looked like and all that.
“Right.” She nodded and he smiled before pecking her on both cheeks.
“I’ll be in the kitchen.” Nanny Clara announced and left as well living her all alone.
“I want to sleep.” He pouted and Yolanda chuckled.
“Go ahead.” She said and he rested his head on her chest.
She smiled, caressing his head as he slowly drifted to sleep.
Her mind suddenly wavered to his question earlier.
How can she tell him that she doesn’t know his father? And that his father doesn’t deserve be called a father?
Yeah, it is every child’s right to yearn for both parents love and attention. But situation wasn’t just in their favour.
Should she just tell Miguel that she has a son? At least he would get a father love even though it isn’t from his biological father.
But gosh! She was scared.
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Things has been going fine for the past few days between Miguel and Yolanda. Even within the parents and their child… The two had grown acquainted to Ricky. Their bond had grown stronger but they still haven’t told each other the secret which they’ve been keeping from them.
And like we know that he devil doesn’t just strike, he strikes at the perfect time, when it will hurt most…
If only they knew they had an enemy, they wouldn’t have kept a secret from each other, right?
So like other days, Yolanda got dressed and left for work, looking bright and stunning.
If only she expected what was gonna happen today.
Just like every other morning, Yolanda drove herself to the company. She had been the one doing so ever since she got married. Camila couldn’t drive her to work again.
Immediately she got to the company, the angry fans whom seemed to have been waiting for her, rushed her.
She furrowed her brows, wondering what was going on. From the look on their she knew they weren’t cool at all.
?️ She’s here!
?️ Can’t believe she’s a prostitute!
?️ And she looks so innocent.
?️ She even got a child from her immoral act and she chose to abandon him just to keep her image intact.
?️ Tsk! Can’t believe she was once my role model.
They murmured amongst themselves in displeasure.
Yolanda was about opening the car door when her phone rang. She picked up immediately she saw the caller’s ID, it was her dad.
“Hel…”
“Where are Yolanda?” He cut her off immediately making her creased her brows.
“What’s wrong dad?” She asked.
“Don’t leave the house Yolanda!” He instructed.
“Why?”
“Haven’t you seen the news?” He asked.
“What news?”
“Gosh! Check the internet, it’s all over it.” He said.
“And don’t leave your house.” He added.
“But dad, I’m already in the company and there are alot of crowd outside. The look on their face isn’t so nice. Could something bad have happened.” She asked curiously.
“Damnit! This is not good… Yolanda you have been framed.” He told her and her eyes dilated.
“Framed?” She repeated.
“Yunno what, just wait for me.” He said and hung up.
Framed? How?
Without thinking too much, she went online and immediately notifications started popping in from all social media platforms, all with the same news about her.
“What?!!!” She gasped.
BREAKING NEWS: POPULAR MODEL YOLANDA ADAMS HAVE BEEN FOUND FOR WHO SHE REALLY IS. THE SAID MODEL WHO EVERYONE THOUGHT TO BE DECENT HAPPENS TO BE FAR FROM IT. SHE HAS BEEN RUMORED TO BE A PROSTITUTE, HER THROWBACK PICTURES ARE PROVE OF IT. SHE ALSO HAS A SON FROM HER IMMORAL ACT WHICH SHE ABANDONED, SO AS TO KEEP HER IMAGE IN INTACT. EVEN HER HUSBAND KNOWS NOT OF THIS HER IMMORALITY. SHE IS REALLY A SHAME TO ALL MODEL. HER FANS ARE ANGRY WITH HER RIGHT NOW…
The news was followed with a video, a s£x tape to be precise and the slut had her face.
The Füçk!
“No no no.” She shook her head as she went through the comment section. It wasn’t really nice at all… The whole comment section was filled up with h@të, the people defending her weren’t up to 10%.
“My God! How this happ… Ahh!” She shrieked as they broke her car glass.
Some of the shattered glasses pierced her in the process. She turned back to look at the the people.
?️ Get down bítch!
?️ You’re a disgrace to womanhood!
?️ We h@të you!
They shouted and she shook her head.
‘No, this can’t be happening. How come? Who could have done this to her?’
Suddenly, someone threw a tomato at her and she gasped. Tears began rolling down her eyes.
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