Being Mrs Spence

Maxwell interrupted her thoughts.

She turned and saw him on one knee, he was stretching out his hand towards her, there was this beautiful expensive diamond ring in his hand.

“… Flox…”

He cleared his throat, gasped out and called her again.

Florence was shocked as she quickly stood on her feet wondering what he was doing

“Max…. what are you doing?

Florence looked on not knowing what was going on

“please marry me…” Maxwell said with all seriousness.

“What… is this a joke or what? Florence responded, more surprised.

“Please marry me…” Maxwell repeated again.

“Max… I… ho…. I don’t understand? Florence stammered

“… are you asking me to marry you because you want to make love to me or because you meant this? I… don’t understand… this wasn’t in the plan… i mean we just started dating last month and this was the first time I was coming to your place after our previous breakup… how did you get the ring, was it really for me? I don’t know how to react to all of this Max…”

Maxwell rose from the floor and sat on his reading chair.

He dropped the ring beside him and left it open.

He began to speak without looking at Florence. His whole attention was on the ring.

” I bought this diamond when I thought you were truly going to get a divorce after nursing Cole back to health. So, I bought this and kept waiting until when you will finalize with the whole divorce thingy. My hopes where finally coming to life after giving you the cheque which you said will hasten you in signing the papers. I looked at the ring almost everyday back then reassuring myself that it just a matter of little time. But after coming to your place and got the whole shock from Cole that you have not only been sleeping together on the same bed you were intimately involved and you were pregnant for him. That was… the stroke that broke me into pieces. I didn’t know how or where to start from. I trusted and believed you so much and never expected the shock I got. i decided to keep the ring where my eyes won’t get to it so that it doesn’t remind me of you. Recently, when we finally started again, I searched for where I threw the ring, brought it out and kept in my wardrobe. This wasn’t how I planned the whole proposal thing to go, but there’s no better time than now. Flox, i can’t possibly propose to you because I want to get under your pants. That’s crazy and very lame. I dislike the fact you will think less me… how can you even think of such Flox? I love you and have always been patient with you. I respect God and will never come in between you and him. That’s for fact”

“I’m… sorry Max… I’m sorry. please I didn’t mean to sound disrespectful or say any of what I said. I was just shocked… never saw this coming…”

Max nodded quietly.

He picked up the ring, without getting up he looked at Florence and asked.

“So… is that a yes. You will marry me…?

Florence moved around uncomfortably.

She went close to Max and said.

“No… no! I mean I don’t know Max. It feels too early for me. I need time to think about it…

Maxwell nodded, he tries to smile as he stood.

“No problem Flox.

He didn’t act like he was angry or happy.

He later went to drop Florence

Immediately she got down, he zoomed off.

Florence ran inside, before her sister could ask her about her day with Maxwell she began to spill.

“…. He asked me to marry him…”

“Oh wow. Congratulations. We got a wedding to plan. He didn’t propose with a ring… because I can’t find one on your finger but that isn’t a big deal. We can do away with the ring thing and focus on the main planning. I’m really happy for you Flo….

Susan kept talking excitedly until Florence interrupted.

” I… I didn’t accept it Suzy… I turned it down. Before you judge me I only felt it was too early. My divorce is not even a year yet is just eight months. Accepting another man fully into my life is not something I want to rush over. I don’t think Max was happy after turning him down, he tries to act like all is well but deep down I know Maxwell very well… he isn’t happy. I only wish he understands and give me time to brood over my ex husband. To totally get rid of being Mrs Spence which comes to mind ones in a while”

Susan began to laugh sarcastically at Florence.

“You are still brooding over being Mrs Spence? Are you also mourning over a lost husband or child? I don’t understand you Flo. You don’t want to move on with your life right? You’re still brooding over the Spence. Okay… just know that Maxwell will not wait forever. He won’t and ones he moves on there’s no looking back. You will get to forty and then fifty and sixty will come knocking and seventy will greet you when you’re about leaving sixty and they will all ask you “how’s your brooding over being Mrs Spence going” you will grow real old because you refused to let go of being Mrs Spence by then you will be lonely without a husband… like Max who will love to grow old with you. A husband who will love you despite anything, with child or without. If you’re finding birthing a child difficult and you opt for an adoption or other method… a husband like Maxwell will never say no to you. He will support you in raising a child you will call yours. But since you are mourning over Coleman Spence who is already a father with Lizbeth baby, living like one family and probably waiting for the baby to wean so that he can pregnant her again. Lizbeth is presently the new Mrs Spence hope you can deal with that. Flo, go into your room and continue your mourning. I will support every decision Maxwell takes from now onwards. You have wasted enough of his time… he needs to move on with his dear life. So that you can brood or mourn the Lost of your title as the first chair lady of the Spence…”

Susan’s word rang like bell in Florence ear.

The following morning, she couldn’t wait for dawn to come, she woke up early.

Got ready and left the house.

She took a taxi and went over to Maxwell’s resident.

The security and the cleaners cleaning up the compound that morning where surprised to see her so early.

She got inside and went over to Maxwell’s room

As she was about knocking, she had a female voice inside his room.

He was romantically whispering something she can’t hear from the outside door to the lady.

The lady will laugh and say something to him also.

She thought of forcing her way into the room but seeing Maxwell with another woman will break her more.

Is better she just turned back and leave.

Instead of leaving she went to the sitting room and sat quietly, she will wait until when Maxwell will come out with the lady.

She was there for more than two hours waiting.

She arrived there around 6am and sat waiting until 8:30am when Maxwell came out dressed for church.

He was shocked to see Florence.

“What… ho… Flox? What are the doing here…

She stood up to face him angrily with tears in her eyes.

“, You are a liar and you lie so well. I can’t believe you Maxwell… all you men are filled with scum. Lying, cheating scum…

Maxwell looked shock, he tried to touch her, he slapped his hand off and continue talking.

“… you pretend to love and care for me but you are just like Cole. Keep your distance from me. I hope you will finally give the ring to the main lady that warmed your bed last night. Oh because I refused you, you decided to get another woman. Why did you come back to me when you know that you don’t really want me. You only wanted me to get intimate with you so that you can dump me. That was the plan… right? To get back at me for what I did in the past to you. Well, I get it… I’m glad I refused you touching me. I’m happy that I came unannounced and witnessed this today. Enjoy your life Max. God will never leave me on a crossroad… that’s certain.

She turned to leave and Maxwell held her, preventing her from leaving.

“, I don’t understand anything you just said, I don’t even understand why you are sitting here or crying. I don’t know what I did… or why the whole insult. Give me an idea…. what is my offense… what did I do?

Florence continued struggling and kept saying “men are scum”.

Maxwell try taking her to his room to avoid his domestic staffs hearing them but she kept struggling.

He lifted her up and despite her hitting him, he was able to get her into his room.

Immediately they got to the room, he closed the door.

Florence on getting to the room she began looking around.

She was using her eyes to search every corner.

She went to the bathroom, to the wardrobe, under the bed.

Maxwell stood wondering what got into and what she was searching for.

When she couldn’t find anything, she came back to Maxwell.

“Where is she hidding? I heard you… I heard her too. I can swear it… that you had a woman in here. You were both talking and laughing. I can bet you on that…

Maxwell raised an eyebrow.

He blinked back as realization hit him.

He went to his iPad, turned it on and showed Florence that he was talking with his daughter Alice.

Florence checked the last hour for the Skype and saw he was right.

She felt so ashamed and sat hard on a chair.

She quietly muttered “I’m sorry… I’m.. really sorry. I thought there was another woman…”

She said wiping off a tear

Maxwell stood watching her speechless.

“I’m not like your ex husband… I’m nothing close like Coleman. Please, don’t compare us next time. men aren’t scum except men like your ex husband who choose that part. Since you’re here, let’s go have breakfast and go to church together.

Florence remained seated.

Maxwell took her by hand and they later left for church.

When they came back, Florence who never stopped apologising said.

“I thought of everything last night and couldn’t wait for day break so that… I can tell you that I’m ready, I walked down to your room with so much enthusiasm when I heard you talking and a female voice replying you. I’m so sorry Max… forgive me for my actions…ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Maxwell assured her that it was okay.

He told her she could have come inside instead of assuming so that she will get to meet and speak to his daughter for the first time.

That evening, he proposed to her again and she accepted.

They were both happy as they began planning their wedding together.

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