How My Supposed Prince Charming Turned Out To Be A Married Dad of Three Girls!

By Gracephine

Few years back, I met this dude/man on Facebook – let me call him Charles (not his real name though). Charles and I connected almost immediately we started chatting, we realised we had everything in common. He was so God fearing to the extent that the only updates on his Facebook wall are usually about God. I liked him instantly! After chatting for few months we decided to meet. He stays in Owerri but had some business appointments in Lagos that weekend.

I remember meeting him at my bus stop one Sunday evening, and then we proceeded to have dinner at Mr Biggs (very close to my bus stop). I discovered that Charles was way older than me (He was in his late thirties and I was in my early twenties). When I asked him why he wasn’t married yet,  he said he had been praying about it and God just answered his prayers.

He wanted to meet my parents, he didn’t even want to court me. He just wanted to marry me as soon as possible. I told him I wasn’t ready. I was trying to save up enough money for my fashion house before I will consider marriage but he would not listen, he promised to get me a big fashion house in any part of Lagos and a car once I agreed to marry him (he was obviously very rich).

#Breathes_in

Now, let us be realistic, deep down, I was tempted even though it was too soon. Nah…don’t blame me. It’s not every day someone hands you your dream on a platter of gold. I’m just human.

Well, the second time he came to Lagos, I took my friends along (Lagos babes…always representing). We had fun that day, they automatically fell in love with him (or his money – I can’t really tell). They tried pressurizing me into marrying him, telling me stuffs like, “Older men are more caring,” “The guy’s got enough money to last you a lifetime.” One of them even went ahead to remind me that when we were younger and went for a revival, the man of God saw a vision that I was going to marry someone too old for me.

#Smh

I remember I even used to speak to my prospective sister-in-law (Charles sister). She’d call me and pray for me telling me to hold my stomach as she prayed that I will produce twins and triplet for them. Lmao! Anyways, I just couldn’t bring myself to marry in a haste especially to someone I didn’t really know. When I expressed my ‘disinterest’, he withdrew and even my supposed future sister-in-law stopped calling.

Fast forward to last week, I was ‘jejeli’ browsing on Facebook, when I saw that someone tagged him a picture of a young girl wearing a matriculation gown and wrote, “Charles congratulations…Your daughter is now an undergraduate.”

I know I was not supposed to be hurt,  but I also know that I had to satisfy my curiosity, so, I headed straight to his inbox to inquire from the horse’s mouth. At first, he denied being married but later on, he opened up and told me he had a wife in Owerri. He said they had 3 children (all girls), and he needed a male and the wife said she was done with child bearing, especially since she had the girls through operation. He claimed he wanted to marry me and keep me in Lagos, so I could produce heirs for him.

I felt drained and weak after his confession. Do I seriously look like the bearer of the XY chromosomes? I imagined what would have been my fate if I had married him. I would have been very rich but I would also be a baby boy making factory and a second wife to the man I will detest. And to think I’m the kind of girl that believes in ’till death do us part.”

May God deliver us from all evil, especially those who come like a knight in shining armor.