My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back Rich
Chapter 1: Accident and Amnesia
The day after my divorce and sharing of property, I get accident wey clear my memory finish.
That kind thing na only for film you go hear, but na my own real life turn to full Nollywood episode. I open eye for hospital, Nurse dey waka pass, slippers dey slap ground, generator dey hum for background. My mouth dry, I dey try remember if na dream. The smell of Dettol and spirit full everywhere, and my head blank like new exercise book. That keke accident no even pity me at all.
Later, Pastor Sani come find me. He talk say, if I no dey craze every day, maybe we fit even marry again.
As he dey talk, I just dey look am with side-eye. For my mind, I dey wonder, "This man dey craze? Na so dem dey talk proposal?" I look am, fork still for my mouth. Na joke? Abi na jazz? I pause, dey bite my FanIce spoon, just freeze for there for long before I finally answer: "No, I think... actually, make I just carry the money, e dey okay for me."
