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I moved from Cameroon to America in 2004 for my degree programme, however I was not able to finish school because of my financial difficulties. As years went by, I adapted the lifestyle and took up jobs that did not require a degree.
After my four years in America, I decided life will be more fun and much
more easy if I had a wife. I took a trip back home and marry a girl I
knew before I came to America (We only started a long distance
relationship after I came to America). Felt so lucky to have found such a
beauty from my tribe (Nkambe). We had a traditional wedding and a few
weeks honey mood then then I left for America and started putting
documents together so that she could join me. Two weeks after I left
she told me she was pregnant, I was so happy.
I tried everything possible to make sure she had the baby in America so I
was there to look after her and the baby an also due to the good health
care system here. I can’t begin to explain to you the joy in my heart
when my 6 months pregnant wife finally arrived in America. I was the
happiest man in the world that day. We took a lot of pictures, I wanted
to document the moment.
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One month later my wife went into premature labour. I took her to the
hospital and she had a baby boy. There was a red flag though…The baby
wasn’t premature so it couldn’t be mind according to my calculations
with the help of the doctor. I was in shock! I remember calling my mum
immediately and seeking her advice. She asked me what my feeling were
towards her now that she just had another man’s baby. I told my mum I
was very angry and disappointed but I still loved her. She told me to
make it work. To look after the child as if it was mind. It was not the
easiest thing to do mbut I took my mum’s advice… well it wasn’t my
mother advice entirely. That is what I wanted to do too, I still wanted
to be with her even though she lied to me.
When our son was a year old, we started trying for a second child and I also encouraged and funded my wife to become a
certified nursing aid. My wife passed and got employment in a nursing
home as a care giver. My wife’s new job introduced her to a different
social environment and she became a different woman at home. She refused
a sexual appeals from me and wouldn’t cook or do anything at home. She
was either going out, sleeping or talking to her friends on the
phone. We started arguing a lot. she called the police in two occasions
telling them that she is worried about the safety of herself and our
son. I couldn’t believe it! I started suspecting her plan and stopped
arguing with her. The more I avoided her, the more she wanted us to have
an argument. One day I wouldn’t take it anymore, I raised my voice at
her and she immediately throw herself to the ground got up and called
the police. When the policed arrived she told them I physically violated
her and our son. The police asked me to park up my things and leave the
house. Yes that is America for you. The wife doesn’t leave…You leave. I
tried to explain what has been happening to the police but they
wouldn’t listen to me.
To cut a long story short, I never went back to that house again as I
wasn’t allowed. Before I knew it, the biological father of our child had
come from Cameroon and was living with her in my own house with my son!
Nothing in this life will ever make me trust a Cameroon/African woman again! I mean nothing! Bros be careful out there please.
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